Never Anticipated

It isn't really home

"Hey, who are you?" Someone in a red suit asked. "Are you lost?"

I took a deep breath. "You really came out of no where, didn't you?" I said, shaking myself out of the haze I had been in, due to being lost in my memories.

"I mean, fastest man alive and all, it can seem like that, yeah. You've just been, standing here. For, twenty minutes, just, dazed. Are you okay?" The man asked.

"No. I'm not. I had to run away to another Earth, where I don't know anyone and I keep seeing familiar faces, but I know they aren't the people I know and it hurts. I hurt. I hate everything." I said.

"You're from another Earth?" The man asked.

"Yeah, I did say that. Did that part just, go over your head? Was it a necessary thing for me to repeat or did you just need clarification because you weren't sure if you heard me correctly? Or do you genuinely think I'm crazy for saying I'm from another universe? Because, I'm not crazy." I said.

"Just, clarification. Who are you?" The man asked, sounding a little more persistant about the question this time.

I took a couple steps back, becoming a bit skeptical about the situation. I wasn't sure if I could trust him or not, and I think he noticed that.

"I don't mean any harm, I just want to know. Maybe me and my team can help you." The man said.

Small time skip

I had explained everything. Who I was, how I got here, and why I was here. A few moments passed, then a man that looked that Dr. Wells came into the room. My eyes almost immediately filled up with tears. I looked away, trying to keep my composure.

"Are you okay?" The man asked.

"Sorry, you just, look like someone I lost. I know you're, not him. But still, it hurts. Excuse me." I said before walking out of the cortex.

I sat down in the hallway, leaning against the wall. I took a deep breath. It had been three years since I had lost my Wells, but seeing that guy, someone who looked like him, it made all of those painful memories rise to the surface, and once again, in this moment, I felt like I was going to break.

I despised feeling like this. I hated feeling like I was fragile. I hated feeling like I could break at any given moment. I closed my eyes and took another deep breath. I just wanted to regain my calm.

After ten minutes of sitting out in the hallway, just trying to center myself, I got up and walked back into the cortex.

"I'm sorry if I upset you. I'm H.R. by the way." H.R. said.

"You didn't upset me. You just, have the face of someone I lost, so it just, I started to think about him." I said.

"What was he like?" H.R. asked.

"Complicated. He was a bit of a jerk sometimes, but, he had his good moments too. He was my dad's best friend, so, I grew up knowing him, which just made it harder when I lost him. But, it gets a little easier everyday. Life is a beautiful thing, and it hurts when it ends, but, it's just part of the cycle." I said.