Running Back To You » Barry Allen

6.

I literally cannot believe him.

My Dad, the only person I have left, the only person I can trust, can listen and sit through Barry Allen's sob story about his Mother dying and how he feels, yet he can't even ask if I'm okay?

I head towards the bookshop I used to spend a lot of time in when I was a younger teen. It brings back memories of my Mum. She loved reading and would read to me every night until I convinced her that I was too old to be read to. She never came to Central City, my Dad and I moved here after she passed away. I'm pretty sure my Dad is the police's number one suspect but they'll never admit it... Neither will he.

I go and sit at the back of the shop, in one of the chairs and grab the nearest book. It's Northern Lights by Phillip Pullman. I love this book, I've read it over five times and whenever I re-read it, it's like picking it up for the first time. I flick open the first page and begin, being drawn into the world of Lyra and her daemon.

I'm on the fourth chapter when I hear the bookshop owner call me over to watch something out of the window. I walk over slowly and as soon as I'm at the thin pane of glass, my eyes widen at the sight outside.

There's a giant tornado heading right towards the city. "Oh my goodness," Mr Hert, the bookshop owner, mutters and I glance over at him, worry flashing across his features.

I grab my phone and dial my Father's number. It rings five times before he finally picks up. "Dad!" I shout down the phone, panic lacing my voice.

"Evie," he says, softly and I can feel myself calming instantly. "Where are you?" He asks me and I explain that I'm in the bookshop.

"What's going on?" I ask him, walking away from Mr Hert so that he doesn't overhear our conversation.

"There's others," he says, like that explains everything.

"What do you mean 'there's others'? That doesn't help!" I argue and I hear Cisco asking my Dad who he's talking to.

"Evelina," he answers Cisco and then divides his attention back to me. "Others like Mr Allen," I roll my eyes at the mention of his name. "This man, Clyde Mardon, is dangerous. He can control the weather, he wants to destroy the city. Barry's trying to stop him!"

"Clyde Mardon..." I mutter. "Isn't that the guy that robbed the bank?" I ask and my Dad explains the situation. "So Barry wants to unravel the tornado?" I ask in disbelief. "His body may not be able to handle that speed... He'll die!"

"He can do it," Dr Wells says. "I believe in him, we all do," he breathes, clearly not concentrating on me at all.

I walk back up to the window to watch the tornado again. I see a streak of red speeding around the bottom of the twister. "Oh my gosh," I whisper, the phone still pressed to my ear. Suddenly the red is stopped and I know something's happened to Barry. The tornado becomes stronger and I begin to lose hope. "There's no way he can do this," I shout-whisper at my Dad down the line, waiting for a response. 

"You can do this, Barry," I hear him say softly, talking into both Barry's headset and the phone. My eyes widen and I grit my jaw in agitation. "You were right, I am responsible for all of this," I wonder what Barry said to my Dad after I left? "So many people have been hurt because of me, and when I looked at you, all I saw was a potential victim of my hubris, and yes, I created this madness, but you, Barry, you can stop it." I keep listening intently whilst also watching the tornado get bigger and stronger, harder for Barry to fight. "You can do this. Now, run! Barry, run!"

I see the same streak of red light shooting through the tornado, faster this time and I know that my Father's words have inspired Barry. The faster he runs, the slower the tornado turns. I hang up the phone. "He's doing it," I whisper, letting my arms drop by my sides as I watch in awe. With one last push, he shoots around the tornado and it disappears.

"Did you see that?" Mr Herd asks me and I shrug, so he wont ask any questions. I grab the book I was reading and decide to head back to S.T.A.R Labs to see everyone and make sure they're okay. I chuck $5 on the counter for the book and leave the store and Mr Herd, who looks as confused as ever.

I run back through the dark and find my way back to the lab with much difficulty. The camera on my phone broke which means that the torch also doesn't work and trying to find your way around a supposedly 'dangerous' area without any street lights proves to be a challenge. 

I enter the room expecting to be greeted and made sure I'm okay.

That wasn't the case.

Everyone was crowded around near the computers and I could guess why. In the chair was Mr Allen, soaking in all the glory and attempting, but failing, to act modest. I cough and Caitlin turns to look at me, a smile etched across her face. "Hey," she greets, but then turns back to Barry.

I walk up slowly and place a hand on my Dad's shoulders, letting him know I'm safe. He doesn't flinch. I swallow and go and stand in a space next to Cisco, who looks at me and smiles briefly. 

The only person who really pays any attention to me is the hero himself. "Hey," he smiles and I offer one back, not doing very well. "You okay? You ran off and we got worried."

"No... No you didn't," I scoff and my Dad scalds me. "What?" I say defensively. "You didn't! I could've died out there and you didn't even tell me you loved me!" I spit. "You know what the last thing I heard would've been?" I ask them, looking right at Barry. "Run, Barry, run!"

I walk over to the door, going to make myself some coffee. Before I leave, I turn and look at Barry. "Good job on not dying by the way."

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