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"They say your home is where you heart is but what if my heart is 6 feet underground with you"

Lenny ended up dropping me off at my house, once inside did I acknowledge the pain in my chest. This was the same pain when they all left me. I fall to the ground and I scream, why did this always happen to me? Why doesn't the pain lessen? Why does it only seem to grow with each waking moment? This is what I get for killing the people Iv'e become attached to.

A gust of my powers sweeps across the house causing tables to be turned over and glass shattered, just like my heart. I stay on the floor for a solid twenty minutes until there was a knock on my door. I stand and open it, suddenly Joe and Barry along with two others come walking into my house. The girl who was with them glances around the room and then stops and stares at me, the man with long brown hair just glances around looking like a lost puppy.

"What is it that you people want? Do you want to lock me up because that isn't happening." I walk into my kitchen, I heard all of them follow me making it easier for what I'm about to to. I extend my powers to the whole house fixing everything that I just broke.

"Well okay then, would any of you like something to drink? I have water, milk, apple juice, coffee, tea, Dr.Pepper, some of those iced coffee things." The guy with brown hair looks up.

"If you don't mind can I have one of those Iced coffee things?" I nod and look at everybody else. The girl with strawberry blonde hair nods.

"Um can I have some tea?" She asks her voice sounds like Charlie. the way they both were timid and shy around people.

I move my hands around getting the dust to form around them, once I got enough I got an Iced coffee from the fridge and I got things down to make tea. I did this while looking at all of them, The guy and girl looked shocked an then they started to whisper to each other smiles breaking out onto both of their faces. Joe and Barry on the other hand were glaring daggers at me. Nothing is said which made me feel uncomfortable because I could feel all of their eyes on me. I shake off the feeling and I get everything ready. Once that was done I handed them their drinks both of them accepted and smiled a bit at me.

"What do I owe for this visit?" I ask, I kinda already know but I just wanted to make sure.Everybody looks around seeing who is going to start, the man with brown hair pipes up.

"Um so my name is Cisco and I was wondering what kind of powers do you have?" He gives me a sheepish smile, this guy seems nice.

"Okay so you saw the dust. yeah I can control that, you know do what ever I want with it from doing things like making tea or I can make it go inside of you and then I can shatter your organs until you die. Um mind reading, I am not that good with it but I can go poking around your head gives me a headache afterwards though. Oh I can make you relive your greatest fear, I did that to my self on accident once and I couldn't snap out of it, I was in that daze for like a week. That is pretty much it." Cisco Smiles again and begins talking to the girl, she then looks at me and nods.

"Well I'm Caitlin and I was wondering, um does using your powers make you feel any sort of strain?" I think about it.

"Not really I got used to it, I can do things for longer but like I said the mind reading can be a problem sometimes." She nods and Cisco and her begin talking like two happy kids.

"I want to know what side you are on." Joe asks, finally making his presence known to all.

"What do you mean?" I say.

"Are you going to help stop these people with powers or are you going to join them and reek havoc on the city like before.In Gotham or metropolis." I shudder at those names.

"I did what I had to to survive, And I'm not on anyone's side. I'm on mine, call my a neutral force. I will help if you need it and even make some hard decisions if need be, but lets say if you are trying to capture a comrade of mine I may or may not try and stop you. " I say smirk in Joe's direction causing him to scowl at me.

"Well you know where I live now so if I do go causing trouble you know were to find me, I am also sure you guys have all of my personal information so......" I clap my hands and look at all of them, they all nod and look around Barry who said nothing is now staring at me. I feel uncomfortable under his gaze but I won't let him know that. I walk out of the kitchen and towards the living room.

"Yeah so you guys can come over whenever I guess, there is a spare key on the top of the door frame. put it back when you're leaving and then we will have no problems."

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They all left a while ago, now the empty feeling is creeping upon my body. The pain is back and it was like someone ripped my heart out and crushed it.I try to ignore it but it was something that was refusing to be pushed away, the pain now consumed my whole body attacking every fiber in my body. I now know the name to this pain, it was guilt, anger, sadness, and fear wrapped all into one. I go and sit on the couch trying to do something with the pain but I come up with nothing so I sit and wait for it to pass.

The pain doesn't pass it actually seems to grow with every waking second, so I get up and walk into my room. I strip myself of the dirty clothes and I put on my shorts and tank top on, the fabric made a small shiver run up my spine.

Soon my emotions are running high and I have no way to control them, they just won't seem to go away. So I screamed, I screamed for the pain I felt, for the anger inside of me, fr the guilt that was eating away my body, for my fears to go away.

I felt someone watching me, it was like they knew what I did and they were waiting for me to atone for my sins.

"I didn't mean to kill him, I didn't mean for that to happen to any of them!I just wanted to help them! They were in pain!" I scream. The feeling still wouldn't go away.

"I'm so sorry for this, for everything If I knew that this would have happened I wouldn't have come here I wouldn't have done any of it." I stare into the mirror, becoming more disgusted with it.

"STOP! STOP punishing me for it! I can't eat, can't sleep I can't breathe without being reminded of you!-Why can't I do anything right?-----stop being so weak and get over it! they are dead and there is nothing you can do about it so move on." I finish my rant, now thinking about hat I said. I sounded just like my father, just like Charlie. I sigh and slowly crawl into bed, the feeling of someone watching me now gone.


BARRY POV ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I go back to Samantha's place finally realizing that I left my phone there. I take her key down and I open the door, the whole house had this eerie feeling to it so once I found my phone I looked around. I saw a lot of pictures of some red haired girl, she seemed kind I wonder what happened to her. Shrugging that off I head up stairs to where my gut was telling me to go, I found a door slightly open. I glance in and there was Samantha she looked like a mess. 

"I didn't mean to kill him, I didn't mean for that to happen to any of them!I just wanted to help them! They were in pain!"She screams, her voice cracked and wavered and it sound like she as trying to convince herself more than anything.

"I'm so sorry for this, for everything If I knew that this would have happened I wouldn't have come here I wouldn't have done any of it."I look down for a moment remembering how she said she would make the hard calls, how she said she killed people. I wonder who she killed why now she is realizing her emotions.

"STOP! STOP punishing me for it! I can't eat, can't sleep I can't breathe without being reminded of you!-Why can't I do anything right?-----stop being so weak and get over it! they are dead and there is nothing you can do about it so move on." She yells at the mirror. Each time she pauses she switches, the hatred in her voice growing more and more by the second. At the end she seemed to be angry with herself, for 'being weak'. There was also a hint of sadness in her words also like she as trying to confirm things with herself. I see her walk into her bed with a look of defeat and sadness, I wanted to say something to apologize for giving her harsh words but I don't. Instead I leave.

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