T H E F L A S H
I was cornered, trapped, surrounded, Taking in my last few dozen breaths. As I kneeled into the gravel falling slowly to my palms while he stared tauntingly at me through the blurs.
"Things could have gone better, Cory. We could've...
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"I challenge you to a race, grandpa." ⚡⚡⚡
-C O R Y-
Dylan squeezed me in a gut wrenching hug when he first saw my distorted figure hobble through the door way. I was hanging by the ends of Allen and Cisco's shoulders with a look of all things deadly.
And my wound was still open.
You'd think an ambulance would have something to help. Apparently most of it's content was out to accommodate a police officer at the scene who was supposedly hurt.
"Stop getting blood on my suit!" My head whipped to Cisco. If I wasn't in the amount of pain I'm in now I would laugh but laughing is painful So instead I kicked his shin.
Dylan guided me along with Caitlin to yet another gurney.
The florescent lights bleed into my eyes. "I need scissors." Caitlin frantically roamed her cabinets for.
"What do you need those for?"
"To cut the suit open..."
Cisco's eyes widened. "No no no no no-"
"Cisco!"
-B A R R Y-
I couldn't stand being In there for another second. As petty as It sounds, watching Cory's comatose body lay against the gurney as Dr. Wells prods her shoulder with tweezers and drills-because as I've been told, the bullet broke into several more pieces- made me queasy.
It's strange as I've seen worse things. Way worse.
Either way, the lack of sassy and sarcastic comments is beginning to bug me. I didn't think something that annoying would.
It's been nearly half an hour and even Cisco along with Dylan were quiet. It would've been silent enough to head a pin drop but Cisco occupied himself by trying to balance an Oreo he stole from Cory on his nose. Caitlin? She was in the other room with Harrison, playing as his lovely nurse.
I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say S.T.A.R Labs hasn't been this lackluster since Cory's been in a coma.
"She's gonna be okay...right?" Dylan balled up his hands and breathed into them shakily and looked to Cisco.
In response he nodded causing the cookie to fall and break, "Of course. She's in the hands of Wells. Everything will be fine."
"Technically speaking, Wells is the reason she's in this mess."
