we fall in love till it hurts or bleeds or fades in time.
[ barry allen x original character ]
[ book one in the red series ]
[ the flash season one ]
STATUS: COMPLETED
[ STARTED: december 9th, 2021 ]
[ FINISHED: january 26th, 2023 ]
[ 100k reads...
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CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE why does the guy thing have to be so complicated?
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JULIET WALKED INTO Jitters the next day, her hands in the pockets of her jacket. Nerves bubbled in her stomach, wondering why Barry had wanted to meet her here to talk, but it kind of all went away when she saw him sitting at a table with a wide smile on his face, along with two coffee mugs and a plate with a muffin on it.
"Hey," Barry greeted excitedly.
"Hi," Juliet replied, taking off her jacket.
"One chocolate chip muffin and a vanilla latte, your favorite."
"My favorite," Juliet stated at the same time Barry said your favorite, making her momentarily freeze and look at him.
"Yeah, I know," Barry said. "I know you, J."
"Okay," Juliet voiced slowly. "Do you want to tell me why you're acting so strange?"
"Uh . . ." Barry trailed off, reaching across the table and taking Juliet's hand in his. "Do you believe in fate and destiny, Juliet?"
Fate and destiny. Juliet was suddenly transported back to that one morning, sitting in Oliver's Queen bed when they had broken up.
I don't believe a lot in fate and destiny, Juliet, Oliver had told her. But there's something telling me that you and I aren't meant to be together.
"I do," Juliet responded, her eyebrows knitting in concern. "How — how did you come up with that phrase?"
Barry squeezed her hand. "You."
Juliet got even more confused. "Barry, I — I never told you what Oliver and I talked about when we broke up, and I never told you about fate and destiny." She pulled her hand back from his, tears starting to shine in her eyes as slight anger rose up inside her. "You saw how sad I was after my breakup with Ollie. Why are you bringing it up?"
Barry's eyes slightly widened. "J, wait a sec—"
"No. I might be over Oliver, but it's not fair to spring all those painful emotions back on me. What kind of game is this?"
