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Lena Luthor slumped over her desk, feeling very sorry for herself. She was bitterly aware that this Dramatic Betrayal -- well, her brother had been an insane megalomaniac straight out of a pop culture story about the evils of science, so she might as well be living in a fucked-up storybook -- called for her to get miserably drunk, but she didn't believe in burning through her brain cells. After all, nobody would ever want her for anything else.
She'd made the mistake of thinking otherwise. Poor idiot Lena, book-smart but people-stupid, yet again falling for the lie that there might exist someone who wasn't just using her. Someone with big blue eyes, as innocent as a puppy and sweet as sugar, so totally devoid of guile that of course she had to mean every word she was saying, no matter how unbelievable.
And she was Supergirl. Fuck!
"Flew here on a bus"... How had she not seen it? Just because Supergirl-Kara put on the airs of a golden-haired goddess and Reporter-Kara acted like a sweet old-fashioned girl-next-door? Lena suppressed the urge to gag, taking a swig of water to keep the bile down. She'd probably been laughing at Lena the whole time. How stupid could a supposed genius be? It must have seemed so funny to Supergirl that the sister of Superman's arch-nemesis literally couldn't see what she was, even when she swapped between identities as casually as a change of clothes... Yes. So funny.
Maybe Lex had been right. Everyone in this rotten world really was out to get you.
She braced her face against her hand, propping herself up on her elbow. It was just beyond belief. She'd trusted Kara. She would have said the woman couldn't lie to save her life. The shame and the awkwardness would have been plastered all over her too-innocent face. Well -- maybe that would have been true for human psychology. It was just what Lex or Lilian would have said. You couldn't trust aliens, they were made of lies...
Lena sighed, rubbing her eyes. No. She wouldn't become a Cadmus sympathizer just because one alien had betrayed her. After all, she'd never had a human friend in her life who hadn't eventually backstabbed her, left her, or turned on her because of who she was. No wonder Kara passed so well for human. She was just like them.
Well, it was time for Lena to be just like a Luthor. No more "friends". No more people who claimed to care about her and turned out to just be schmoozing her to get things out of her for free. No more liars who laughed at her behind her back. Being good and trying your best meant nothing in this world. From this day onward, she would stop being socially-awkward and be just like everyone else. Just as two-faced, just as backstabbing, just as heartless and cruel.
After all, if even an alien made a better human than her -- she ought to learn from the best, right?
Fuck you, Kara.
Lena put her head in her hands and began to sob.
Fuck you.