My head's a mess but I'm trying regardless.
(Smallville: Seasons 6, 8, 9 & 10)
(The Amazing Spider-Man 1&2)
(Gotham: Seasons 3-5)
(Jumper 2008)
(Spider-Man: No Way Home)
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Lights Up: Harry Styles
"Hey, morning." Oliver says as I enter his apartment.
"Morning." I reply with tired, glassy eyes.
"Is everything okay?" He places the weight back before getting up.
"My dad is screwing Falcone's daughter, I watched a boy get his throat slit yesterday and I couldn't do anything about it because I lost my powers, so, yeah, I'm great." I smile as I rub the tears away, then taking out the flask from my back pocket. "Anyway, just needed to tell that to someone who wasn't Clark, so, I'll see you." I turn and open the flask.
"Brianna, hey. No." Oliver turns me around before grabbing the flask. "No." He dumps the alcohol onto the floor and I start crying/laughing before placing my hands on my knees.
"Can you actually believe this shit?" I laugh harder and he places his hand on my back. "My dad is screwing Sofia Falcone and I lost my powers!" I let out a sob before laughing again.
"C'mon." He whispers before leading to the couch and he sits me down.
"Dammit." I whisper before placing my folded hands against my head.
"Hey, Brianna, look at me. Hey." Oliver crouches down in front of me. "Tell me everything that happened. I'm gonna help you, alright?"
"You can't bring my powers back, Oliver."
"I can try."
"No, you can't." I shake my head. "I don't really want them anymore, you know? I hate them. You know, ever since I got back from the portal with Peter, I just kinda...lost my way again. Even after telling Clark about me, I just felt out of place. And now I know why." I lean back before sniffling. "Smallville doesn't need me. Not like it used to. They have Clark. He doesn't need help or protection anymore. He's got this. And, uh, and Gotham—Gotham needs Detective Brianna Brady. That's all I am. That's all I ever will be."
"That's not true."
"Yeah, it is. This is the sign. I'm not built—I'm just not built I used to be anymore. I knew that ever since my heart attack. It made me weak. Because I am."
"Listen to me." Oliver places his hand on my knee as tears pour down my cheeks. "You are the strongest person I know. And you are far from weak. If anything, your heart attack made you ten times stronger. Stronger than you ever been. You came back from it. You know why? Because Brianna Brady always comes back."
"Not this time." I rasp out. "I'm done." I wipe under my eyes. "I'm not gonna chase something that just isn't meant to be for me." I get up and walk towards the glass doors before I open them.
