Title: And He Cried
Author: Angelee
Pairing: Clark/Lex (sort of.Kinda, okay not yet)
Rating: R
Summary: Life suck sometimes
Challenge: Clark wiped the tears from his eyes and decided it was
time to leave.
Disclaimer: Disclaimed
Beta: By my sister Anna. All final errors are mine.
Feedback address: Angelee79912@yahoo.com

And He Cried

Clark watched silently as Lex kissed his new wife with such
enjoyment it broke his heart.

Lex should be kissing him. That passionate kiss was his not some
heartless, money hungry bitch.

No, he didn't know for sure that was how she truely was. It might
only be wish fantasy on his part.

Lex deserved happiness didn't he? Yes, of course he did. But not
with a slip of a girl who didn't even know how to hold him right.

Look at her over there arms around HIS love. HIS Lex. Clark fought
the urge to go over there and show her exactly how to hold Lex. How
to love Lex the way he deserved to be loved.

How to love him with every inch, every fiber of his being. How to
bring out the animal in the conservative billionaire. Something
Clark was positive he could do.

Clark rubbed his stomach. God it hurt. With hunger, but not for
food. He could easily take care of that need. This was...this was
a want and need that would never be feed. Forever unrequited.
Never to be sated. Unless...Unless he took Lex away from his new
wife. Took him far,far away. Where only he alone could savour the
sweetness that was Lex.

Could he? Would Lex get mad? Maybe scream and yell? Would it last
long...Lex's anger? Would he forgive him if Clark told him of his
love? Of his need? Would Lex return that love once he got over his
bitch of a wife?

Clark sighed softly. She would forever be that bitch of a wife.
For she has stolen Lex away from him before he'd even had a chance
to approach him. To ask for more than friendship. The deep, deep
need for more. For much, much more.

Now only she would see how Lex responded in passion. In lust. Only
she would feel his touches. His sweet, sweet caresses. Only she
would feel his dark passion as he thrust himself into her willing
body. Pale face flushed with heat coated with sweat

Clark never would. Not now not ever. How, god, how he hated her.

It was as if she knew. Her eyes mocking him as she tightened her
arms around the man that should have been his.

Her smile grating and-oh-so very irrating. His wished with all his
broken heart that he could use his power and smash her into teeny,
tiny pieces.

How he wished. But he couldn't. For Lex loved her. His rare
smiles and even rarer laughter were for her. Not for him. Not for
Clark. Who yearned for them with an ache that was physical. It
hurt. It truely hurt.

No, he couldn't damage her. For Lex married her. Not him. The
ring sparkling merrily in the sun was on her finger not his. Clark
could not claim Lex for he belonged to another now.

Clark sighed softly. Wistfully this time. A ring. A symbol of
love gained and held. A ring. Not on HIS finger. Where it should
be and wasn't.

Was there a cure for a broken heart? He though not. Nothing could
put back together the shattered pieces that remained. No miracle
cure. No quick fixes. Nothing for him.

Gone. Gone. All gone. He watched Lex wrap his arms around his new
wife and gently kiss her on the lips.

His breath hitched as the fragments of his heart remaining crumbled
into dust. Blowing away in the winds of the love Lex obviously felt
for his new wife.

Clark wiped the tears fron his eyes and decided it was time to
leave. No love for him here. Not now. Not ever.

In his anguish, in his utter misery and thru the hot tears he never
saw a pair of beautiful blue eyes follow as he made his way to the
door.