WestAllen: A lightning strike of love

Lightning Strike of Love

** slight trigger warning**

Iris POV

Walked into my father's house and close the door, leaning on it and falling down into a sitting position. I am glad that I finally decided to let Eddie go, but memories are floating back and I just want to go and eat ice cream.

"Dad! Barry!" I yelled seeing if anyone is home yet. There is no responses not even floorboard gives a creak. I wallowed over to the fridge and took out a pint of Ben and jerry's ice and went up to my old room.

The room was decorated with drawings and photos of my childhood life. Nothing had changed. The sheets and pillows were untouched, even my pencils haven't been moved. I seemed like nothing had changed and time never ticked by in this room, have I even changed since when I last lived here?

I look at a drawing, I drew pinned on the wall with superman saving me from a burning building. I guessed that dream came true of a superhero coming to my rescue, even three times! I am pathetic can I not save myself, or am I still that little girl just wanted to be rescued?

My eyes filled and a little tear ran down cheek and dripped to the floor. Was I meant for anything, or was I just here to be in the way. My whole body was shaking now so much the spoon clanged to the floor. Echoing through the empty house, I started down the stairs now making a noise. I passed the photo of Barry and me, and started sobbing more. He used to be one of the only people who loved me, and now I've ruined it too.

The handle to the silverware was cold to my burning skin. The silverware shined in bright rays through my wet eyes blocking most of my vision. Just as I was reaching for the spoon my hand quickly went to the left where the knives were. I picked up the small and sharp knife. Maybe I could help everyone else out and stop being a bother, maybe I could just end it right now.

I clasp my hand around the handle of the knife and slowly lowered it to my wrist before making a quick and small horizontal cut. The blood started to slowly drip and the pain in my wrist started to equal my inner pain as I heard my fathers car pull in. I raced up the stairs not caring about the blood dripping and quickly closed the door. I ripped off the drawing from the wall and wrote on the back of it four words.

Barry, I'm so sorry

Then I quickly cut deeply down my wrist. Right before I fainted I heard my father kicked down the doors and say Barry into the phone.

BARRY's POV

"Barry, iris needs to be taken to the hospital. Hurry!" Joe yelled into the other side of the phone.

Why would he ask me to take her, she doesn't even know I am the flash. It must be a real emergency, if he called me before the ambulance. With that I rushed of as fast as I could to Joe's house.

When I got there Joe was at the front door barely standing from weeping so hard, with iris in his arms. Iris was soaked and crimson and hair matted up from blood and tears. Why would she do this?

"She is just barely bleeding!" Joe yelled. "Run her to the hospital, my baby girl can't die today!

I ran as fast as I possibly could, nothing could ever possibly slow me down. We have grown so far apart, and there was still so much life left inside of her. There is no way that I would fail to rescue her this time, nothing could stop me.

***

I sat in the waiting room unable to pace for fear of being yelled at by others. When I saw her body limp and I lifeless I could not imagine my life without her. Iris is my whole world, she is the reason I wake up each morning because I might be able just to make her smile.

Iris POV

My head throbbed and ached but my arm hurt so much worse. I feel defeated am I not good enough to even kill myself, but I am also so relieved I live to see another day.

"Oh good your awake," a perky nurse practically shouted walking into the room. "Do you want to see your dad and boyfriend yet, or would you like me to wait."

"S-so sorry ma'm but I do not have a boyfriend?" I answered slowly trying to sit up.

"Well then that boy might be over dramatic or delusional," she smiled coming over to assist. I knew right away it had to be Barry; no one else loved me or was so over dramatic as him.

"Would you like the boy to come in?" the nurse asked raising an eyebrow and giving a quizzical stare to make sure she did not have to call the doctor quite yet.

"Yes," I smiled.

***

"Iris!" Barry shouted bounding over and grabbing my hand that was still attached to an IV. "I was so scared that I lost you. Why would you do such a terrible thing? Are you in trouble, because Joe and I love you so much." He talked a thousand miles per minute as if any of them might be cut short.

"I know Barry," I looked up into his wet red eyes that still somehow seemed to be smiling.

"I don't know Iris, just promise never to do that again."

"I pro-"I couldn't finish my word for Barry grabbed my face and kissed me. I t was the most wonderful thing that I ever felt. I feel like it was the thing I was missing but I never knew I need till now. He started to move his face back probably because I did not respond back over taken in bliss. I grabbed his should and kissed him back. Never again would I let him slip away from me. Each second was filled with electricity so much I my hair seemed to stand up, I forced my eyes to open to see his eyes.

"Ahh" I screamed pushing him back and yelled. "The Flash is a pervert; he stole Barry and kissed me!"

"Be quiet Iris!" Barry whispered "I am The Flash".

"That makes more sense," I smiled and we both giggled. "I love you Barry."

"I love you Iris," he responded kissing me again, and I felt something that could only be explained as a lightning strike of love.

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