torched_reporter: (pleeeeease)
As it turned out, Dr Knox had an appointment much sooner than Chloe expected. Today, in fact. Today she would go and be cured from those horrible meteor rocks. No more healing and no more dying. After today, Chloe Sullivan would be normal again.

After today, Chloe might never remember those she loves again. She had made her peace with Clark. Her father she would remember. AC received a rambley message on his cell voice mail-

-I do love you, AC. I mean, how can't I? You're my best friend next to Clark and always there for me when I needed you ever since I found out about you guys. It's been weird, keeping our friendship a secret, but it's been worth every moment of it. Even when you told me that you love me. I want nothing more than to say that I could love you back in the same way, but right now, I... I can't. I'm still in love with Riley and I don't know how to turn those feelings off, if I ever can.

But please, don't let me forget you. Don't ever let me forget-


-that had been cut off. For the better, Chloe had thought. If she hadn't been, she was afraid of breaking down into tears. Those tears didn't come until she began to write her letter to Riley. Giving up Clark and AC and everyone else seemed to pale in comparison next to giving up her memories of him. But he deserved a normal girlfriend. She deserved a normal life.

Riley,

I swear this isn't the break up letter you're looking for. We've done that dance once and, frankly, it sucked. I've hurt you in so many ways and, and just when we've started to be friends again, I'm going and ruining everything. And I'm sorry. If there was any alternative, I swear I'd take it. I swear I wouldn't do this.

But there isn't. And you seriously deserve so much better. You deserve a girlfriend that's normal. You deserve everything I couldn't give you, not then and not now.

After tonight, I might not remember you anymore. I might not even remember Milliways. If things had turned out differently between us, I would be begging you not to let me forget why we belong together. A part of me still wants to beg, but I won't do that to you.

Someone once said that if you loved something, you had to let it free. Consider this setting you free for good, Riley. If I don't remember you, don't remind me. Just forget about me, too.

I love you, though. And that, I promise, never to forget.

Chloe.


It was why she was standing here now, letter in hand. Chloe took a deep breath and placed it on Bar's counter. "Give this to Riley Poole, please?"

And with that, she had an appointment to face.
torched_reporter: (pretending not to cry)
Make your own list

Things I’ll never get to tell you:

Your corny jokes aren’t really funny, but I laugh because you’re the one saying them.
The way you look when you wake up in the morning is the most endearing sight I’ve ever seen.
You can blow away all that money from the finder’s fee and I’d just hug you and laugh.
I was planning on being the one to propose.
I’ve never wanted kids, but when I look at you, I think it might not be so bad.
You were the best thing to ever happen to me.

But you’re safer without me in your life. Now I won’t ever have the chance to hurt you because I’m a freak.


In the end, I don't know if Clark really was worth it.


[ooc: based on milliways bar]
torched_reporter: (sleeping)
Clark was right. She really did need more sleep. As tempting as coffee sounded, all the excitement and fear and worry of the past twenty-four hours had taken their toll. And she'd be safe, with Riley right next to her and Clark a phone call away.

It's safe and warm in the bed. Riley's still asleep when she slips in under the orange comforter. He rolls towards her and Chloe smiles softly. She rests her head against him and yawns. Eyes closed and she's asleep:

Sleep well needed after the worst night of her life.
torched_reporter: (desperate)
She had heard it in the early morning from the Planet. Dr. Bethany had died of a heart attack last night. A little more digging and she quickly found signs of the Luthor cover-up mobile. Lana had apparently been there; a statement had been taken. Tobias had relocated to Star City for a corona transplant.

All in all, everyone was okay again.

Except for her.

Chloe still hadn't told Riley what was going on. She had fallen asleep after crying her eyes out. When she woke up - in the middle of the night, Riley still fast asleep on her bed - she had found herself unable to sleep again.

She had relocated to the living room. Sat on the couch and only moved after the phone call from the Planet. She has been there ever since.
torched_reporter: (smitten)
There is something to be said about the sort of place where you can wind up celebrating a holiday months before you otherwise would back home. Not that this day of 'omg love and romance' is Chloe's favorite holiday or anything like that. Far from it; all those Valentine's Days in the past had been, well, very sucky as she would watch Clark moon over Lana yet again.

But right now, Chloe Sullivan is optimistic. Optimistic that today is going to set forth a new trend, one filled of non-sucky Valentine's Days from here on out. So, she's dressed nicely today, wearing a pretty pink (even if she hates pink) blouse and a brown courdary skirt, putting in the extra effort to make her hair more wavy than normal today too.

No, really, she's not trying to impress him. Seriously! Come on, like she'd ever do a thing like that.

But right now, she is sitting at a small table, playing with an envelope in her hands as she waits for Riley to show up.

Hopefully, he'll show up soon.

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