"Kara.. What a familiar name.." I mumbled. I believe I may have seen her once before, but, this time it seemed different.
"R-really? Fa-familar? I- no. Probably not.." Jess said.
"No.. No. I'm sure I've heard this name before.. Well, I guess we'll find out when she comes, right?" I replied, slightly chuckling. She could tell I was off somewhere else, my eyes held that distant gaze again, I'm sure of it.
"Yes, right." She fidgeted with her clipboard.
"Jess, you seem nervous." I observed.
"N-no. Not at all."
She never usually stuttered around me..
And there was that familiarity again. Stutter.. I knew someone who used to stutter all the time.. I remember finding it terribly adorable..
Kara..
Why these two seemed to connect, I'm not sure. But somewhere in my mind, they clicked together sending a jolt of electricity through me. Another familiarity. That one name, sent shivers down my spine.
"You can go." I wasn't offering, I was telling her. She was hiding something about this 'Kara' woman, and I didn't like it.
"Yes, Ms. Luthor." She mumbled before scurrying out of the door.
"Piss off.." I muttered.
Jess and I, never had the best relationship. Not since my accident.
I opened the bottom drawer of my desk and pulled out a bottle of red wine, as well as a glass, and poured myself a generous amount.
Bitter. I have been bitter ever since then. I can't explain why but, I've always felt rather empty. The memories of everything, are so foggy and blurred all I can remember is.. For some odd reason, falling from the sky, but never hitting the pavement. I took a sip.
I remember flashes of blonde hair, and glasses framing gorgeous blue eyes. The name 'Kara' assigned itself to that memory.
Again, that dreadful familiarity send shockwaves all through me, making my heart beat rapidly and my mind go fuzzy.
I stared blankly ahead.
"Please... Please wake up.."
I can hear her voice but I can't see her. All I see is bright, blinding white lights. Everything is blurry.
"Mph.." I tried to say her name. I can't. I can't move, can't see her, can't speak.
"Ms. Danvers, you need to leave." A cool voice dripping with malice said, I recognized it as none other than my so called mother, Lillian.
"You did this! You are the reason for this! How can you stand to see her in this condition and not give a single damn! She is your daughter!" The voice screamed. Her tone was so angry and hurt and scared. I felt my heart break in that moment.
"Daughter?" She scoffed. "That, that is no daughter of mine."
I heard a slap. Surely, and thankfully, whomever that was, slapped the bull out of the old woman. About time. I heard departing footsteps.
"Lena, I- I am so sorry I couldn't save you in time.. I should've been faster, I should've never left your office earlier, I should've never.. I should've been there... She threw you off.. I should've been there.. I almost caught you, but you still hit the ground.. Maybe not from as high, maybe not as hard.. B-but hard enough that that.. That you're in this condition.. And.. Lena, I know we aren't together and I know you probably don't feel the same way but.. I like you," she started sniffling and I could hear soft sobs coming from her. "I like you, a lot. You mean so much to me. Like, I would fly all the way back into space, just to get you a star. I would give up potstickers and puppies and my powers for you. I would die for you.. But more than that, I'd live for you. I'd live through every painful moment life has to offer, through every devastating day, through every perfect day. I'd walk miles, through kryptonite covered walls with bullets racing past me and grazing my skin leaving scars, for days, even if it meant I could only see you for a few seconds. I just.. I can't lose you.. And I know I should've told you sooner. I just.. I couldn't.. I couldn't stand to see you get hurt.. And by not telling you, I let that happen anyways.."
I want to cry too. No one had ever cared about me like this. And it kills me not knowing who it is. I know her voice, but I don't at the same time.
I felt lips press against mine.
"Ms. Luthor!" Jess yelled.
"Y-yes? Is there a reason you are yelling at me?" I snapped.
"You didn't answer me for two minutes.." She murmured.
My mouth made an 'o' shape and I looked at her with a grimace and apologetic eyes. "My apologies, anyway, what is it that you need?"
"She's here."
And for some reason, those two words sent my blood running cold, and my heart punting against my chest harshly to the point it almost hurt. My stomach tied in knots and all of my organs rearranged themselves. Air became too thin to breathe, and my palms became sweaty. I looked at my glass and found it was empty.
I struggled to speak or to find any words at all, so I simply nodded. Jess walked out, and a blonde woman walked in.
It hit me all at once.
Those unforgettable blue eyes, those blonde curls, that sheepish smile and nervous aura, those glasses as a poor disguise to hide who she really was, the same cute little clothing style.
"Ms. Luthor." She said politely. I assume as a greeting, but I knew better.
"Don't. Don't say my name like.. Like we're strangers meeting for the first time.." I replied with a shaky voice.
It all made sense as soon as she walked through that door.
"Mother." I sneered. She had no right to be here, not after what she did to Kara. But, here she was, having the audacity to come and see me, knowing I'd probably rip her throat out without a second thought.
"Child." She said, with that always cool tone. She had a knowing smirk and I wanted more than anything to slap that smug look off of her wrinkly old face.
I mentally chuckled thinking how she resembled the Crypt Keeper. Except of course for two reasons, one; the Crypt Keeper was probably much younger, and two; it was definitely more attractive than that witch.
"How dare you come here after what you did?" I growled.
She snickered. "I did nothing to you. I did it to her. But, it proved my thinking."
"What thinking?"
"You, Lena Luthor, this horrible disgrace to the Luthor name, even more so now that I've discovered that you, are in love, with a Super."
"I-I didn't mean to-" she stammered, standing there stiff as a bored and readjusting her glasses.
"Why have you never come to see me? Why is this the first time in months?" I asked, desperation thinly veiled in my voice.
"I- Do you even remember what happened?"
I chewed my lip and stared at her. I remember bits and pieces and the longer I look at her, the more comes back to me. But, no. I don't.
"Not entirely, no."
"You almost.. You almost died. Because of me." She choked out.
This was harder for her than I thought.
"I.. Kara, are you okay?" My saying her name left us both feeling odd.
"W-why are you asking if I'm okay? A-aren't you mad? D-don't you hate me?"
"No. I don't think I ever could. But, are you okay?" She wasn't. I could see it in her eyes, she wasn't.
"I'm fine."
"Liar." I laughed sadly. Everything about this moment seemed so bitter sweet.
"I'm sorry. That I haven't come to see you. It's so hard right now.. You could've died because I wasn't.."
I screamed. I screamed at the top of my lungs. Loudly, shrilly. I was falling, feeling all the air rush past me and my head spinning.
I didn't even have time to think as it all happened. Everything was moving so quickly, so fast. Everything blurring by me.
This was it, I'm going to die.
I felt a pair of arms scoop me up. Just before I came into contact eight he concrete below. And of course, it was my hero; Kara Danvers.
"No.. You caught me." It came out more a question than a statement.
"I did. But, then I dropped you." Her voice sounded hoarse and tears streamed down her face.
"There she is!" He yelled, an insane an sickening grin spread widely across his face. I clung onto her tightly as we went up in the sky, I could see she was trying to see where she could set me down safely, but there was no where.
A gun shot sounded, and I wouldn't have thought much of it had I not seen a glowing emerald bullet race past, and embed itself into Kara's shoulder.
Her arms fell limp underneath me, and before I knew it, I was falling through the air once more.
"That wasn't your fault." I argued in a defensive tone.
"But, you almost died!" Kara shouted, her voice breaking.
I stated silent for a moment trying to approach this. She was Kara, there was no way to take away the guilt she was feeling, especially not if it was about me. "I'm still here, aren't I?"
"You lost your memory.. Seeing as you remember me now, it's oddly back but.. I did come and visit before.." She said softly, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand, and sitting in the seat in front of me.
"Ms. Luthor, there's a Kara Danvers here to see you." Jess said in a bored tone from the doorway.
I sighed. "Let her in." She nodded and a blonde woman practically ran in. So many people have come in here, with questions for interviews and things like that about my accident. I wasn't in the mood for another one of these.
"Lena, I-"
"You address me by my first name, Ms. Danvers?" I replied wearing an amused look with a cocked eyebrow. She couldn't be serious right now.
She furrowed her brows and stared at me, her head tilted like a puppy would.
"Are you going to stand there and stare at me, or ask me questions?" I set my papers down and shot her a cold stare.
"What do you mean 'ask you questions?' I'm not- Oh." A look of realization spread across her face. "They said this would happen.." She mumbled sadly.
It was my turn to be confused. What in the hell was she talking about?
"Excuse me?"
"I-I, um, I'm sorry, Ms. Luthor. I didn't mean to waste your time. I'll be leaving now." She said quickly before running out before I could protest.
"I..I didn't.." I stammered. How was I supposed to apologize?
"You don't have to say sorry.. It wasn't your fault.." She shook her head and stared at her hands in her lap.
"It wasn't your either." I told her softly.
"What things do you remember, since it seems to be coming back to you now?" She blurted, looking up at me with almost fearful eyes.
I knew what she was referring to. The hospital, where she confessed her feelings for me and she.. I shouldn't lie.
"The hospital. I remember the hospital. I remember hearing your voice, hearing you scream at Lillian, hearing you slap her and walk away.. I remember feeling you....k-kiss me.." I saw no reason not to be completely honest. For most people, everything would be needed to be explained, or they wouldn't say what they remembered. But, I needed to know and I'm sure she did too.
"I am so sorry. I don't even know why I did that, or why I though it was okay, I was just scared and worried, and you-" she rambled but I waved a hand to stop her.
"I never said it wasn't okay." I said, in a sort of uncomfortable way. It wasn't bad, not at all, but I'm so confused. What did any of it mean?
Her mouth snapped shut and she stared at me with wide eyes and bright red cheeks.
"Do- do you still feel that way now?" I asked, looking at her intently. My heart continued to race and my stomach twisted and turned, and that electricity pulsated through me.
"Uh- um.. I-I-" She stammered, unable to really look at me.
I stood up from my seat and walked around to her. I bent slightly down so I was at eye level with her.
"Do you still feel that way..?" I repeated, my tone fearful. And if I'm honest, I was scared. I liked Kara. I have for a while. I never admitted it, but I did. In thought she would've known, apparently it was very obvious. I need to know if she still feels the same because, well, earlier today, I was feeling empty. Let's just say, that Kara walking into the room, changed that.
"Y-yes."
I smiled. For the first time in months, I smiled. I felt tugging at my heart strings and butterflies in my stomach, I felt everything go silent and time stop as I looked at her.
"I'd walk miles, through kryptonite covered walls with bullets racing past me and grazing my skin leaving scars, for days, even if it meant I could only see you for five minutes. I just.. I can't lose you.."
"Me too." I whispered.
A smile made it's way into her face too. That special smile reserved only for pot stickers and me apparently.
What I did next, I couldn't help.
I leaned in without thought, and I kissed her. And she kissed me back and I have never felt anything so exhilarating, or amazing, or incredible like this in my entire life.
I raised my hand and cupped her cheek and she did the same to me.
I pulled away and rested my forehead against hers. All those blank spots in my mind were filled.
That day, Kara came into my office and was telling me about how her sister and Maggie got a puppy. She went on and on about how adorable and loveable it was. Funny, I was thinking the same thing about her. Eventually, she had to go back to work.
Then, about two hours later, Lillian walked in. We conversed(if you could even call it that), then one of her idiotic goons came in. She told me how I was a disgrace, especially now that I was supposedly in love with a Super. Which, now I know is Kara. I don't exactly remember how I found out, but I did. And the man grabbed me by my arm, dragging me out onto my balcony, and he threw me off.
Kara caught me, but he shot her, she dropped me, and that was that. Then, the hospital, I remember she was the only one taking care of me. The only person who brought me flowers every day and talked to me, even if I couldn't talk back.
Then, the day my mother came. And she slapped, hopefully, she slapped sense into that woman.
And she kissed me.
And here she was, staring at me with that big grin that I've come to adore so much.
"You know, Kara, I have this belief," I whispered, still smiling at her. "It's that, our hearts, they are wild, wild creatures, and that's why our ribs, our cages. And every time you're around, it's like this cage just isn't strong enough to hold back what I feel for you."
*I honestly don't know. It just poured out. And for some reason, I decided to write this in Lena's p.o.v. anyway, italics are flashbacks if you didn't already know, and what happened was months ago, Kara had planned to go and confess to Lena that she liked her, but she got scared and ended up talking endlessly of her sister's new dog. Then, she left, leaving Lena to her mother. Who told her she was a disappointment, a disgrace, and told her Kara was Supergirl. Well, Lena had already known that before hand, just using her commonsense. I don't really know who the goon was, so picture him however you'd like. Kara of course felt guilty, as she always does when she is unable to save someone, but maximized as for it was Lena she couldn't save this time. Her and Jess, they weren't friendly because Jess kept hiding things from her, such as her mom. Now, what I really want to say is that, I nerve really once said 'alien' or 'krpytonian' or 'Supergirl' mainly because I want this to portray a relationship between Kara and Lena. Not Supergirl and A Luthor, just them two. Like, it sounds confusing, but i wanted it to be something not involving all of that, yknow?
Anyways, thanks for reading!! Love you guys!!*