Chapter 9

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Heartbreak is not something that Kara ever thought much about in her life. She's only had a little bit of experience in relationships; her life is so fast-paced it's just something she doesn't find herself thinking about much. She's never thought that much about it until—

Until now.

We're not going to be together, Kara.

Kara had only been looking at things from her own perspective. She only saw and translated the parts she wanted to see. She was reckless and allowed herself to hope. She shouldn't have ignored what Lena has been telling her from the very beginning.

She sees it now, that Lena doesn't want her like she wants Lena, and that's not likely to change.

Lena doesn't want her now, and she's never going to want her. That's just the way it is, and every time Kara thinks about this, she feels her chest twisting, shattering. There's nothing she can do about the truth.

During the next few days, her conversation with Lena is all that Kara can think about. She replays it in her mind when she's about to head out to work, recalls it again and again when she pulls the blanket up and closes her eyes. Her thoughts always wanders to it. We're not going to be together, Kara, she had said.

It throws her off-balance, and she's left scrambling to find her grounding.

The thing is, Kara knows whatever she feels, Lena must, too: the intensity and the intimacy, the friendship and the overwhelming want to touch and be close. But in the end, through it all, Lena only sees her as a best friend.

Feelings can't be forced.

So if that's all Lena thinks they are, then that's all they must be.

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"Kara Danvers," Alex calls, bumping Kara's shoulder with a cup of fresh coffee in hand. She stands next to Kara, who is sat on her carpeted floor. "Why are you avoiding Lena?"

Kara looks up. From this angle, Alex looks intimidating—she always looks intimidating—her free hand on her hip as she gives Kara a curious look.

"Yeah, Kara," Nia chimes in, looking up from her laptop. She crosses her legs on the couch, eyes at Alex and Kara who are just a small distance away. "Alex knows what's up."

"I'm not," Kara answers. She plays with her phone on her lap, twirling it around. "How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Really?" Alex scoffs, scooting over next to Nia on the couch. She wiggles her toes, pokes at Kara's back until Kara groans, moving away on the floor. "Nia, tell her of the events that transpired today."

"Kara made me go to L-Corp to hand in some CatCo paperwork stuff to Lena," Nia starts, eyes squinting as she tilts her head. Huffing through her nose, she looks at Kara with a look. "You were supposed to do that, and let me tell you I had to wait and sit for a long time at the lobby while waiting for Jess to come back from her break to inform Lena that I needed to see her. Lena wasn't answering her phone, so that wasn't working out for me."

"Oh..."

Nia shrugs. "Unlike you, not everyone has free access to Lena's floor. Oh, and Alex was already there consulting with Lena about DEO-related work when I was allowed up. Then afterwards, Alex and I ended up going for a coffee break, chatting about the two dumbasses in our lives."

Kara blinks. "Wait, excuse me? Dumb—dumbasses? Lena's not..."

Listen, Kara wholeheartedly agrees that she is indeed a dumbass, but Lena is certainly not one. Naturally, she takes offense in Lena's stead.

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