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Lex Luthor ([personal profile] capable_of) wrote2010-02-11 09:36 pm
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For Saffron

He'd done it.

Only a few hours before, Lex had walked out on the best thing he'd ever found in his life. But he didn't have a choice. If the previous week had shown him anything, it was how unstable he was and how close his darkness was to the surface. He couldn't deny it anymore. And seeing his future...It was for the best. Anatoly would never understand, but Lex would rather die then hurt him again. And he would, it was gurantee. He was a Luthor afterall.

He had spent a good portion of those hours since dawn sitting in the kitchen staring into a cup of coffee. No one had bothered him, but he was projecting his Luthor shell to the max. The cold, ruthless shell that threatened the lose of a finger for whoever dared come near. But soon, just the proximity of people got on his nerves and he escaped the compound to roam the beach.

It was another hour or two, Lex couldn't tell, before he found himself outside Helen's hut, his bag over his shoulder and computer case in hand. He frowned slightly...but he didn't stop himself when he gave into the urge to knock.

[identity profile] capable-of.livejournal.com 2010-02-18 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Lex wanted to tell her all about it, to pour out everything that had happened and why he felt the need to walk out on the best thing in his life. But it was against his nature and he knew she'd understand. Maybe one day...but not now when he could still see the destroyed expression on the Russian's face.

He started slightly as her offer, starting to shake his head. "That's not why I came here...but thank you. I...I'd like that." He wasn't sure why he'd come here, but he couldn't refuse the offer. After a year of companionship, he didn't think he could take being alone.

He could hear his father in his head in his lamenting of his pathetic son. Lex told it to fuck off, with the full force of his broken heart.