I cried as I witnessed Barry be taken away by the paramedics. What was I gonna do while he was at the hospital? The doctors didn't think he'd make it...I wasn't so sure either.
Joe, Iris, Peter, and I all had a get together once Barry was officially in a coma. We didn't know how long he'd be stuck like that.
There wasn't much we could do except do what we normally do on a daily basis...just minus everything we did with Barry. We didn't really laugh or cry. We were sorta numb, we didn't know how to feel.
I felt lonely by myself at the house. I sometimes had Peter and MJ come visit. I would tell them, I'd make food or bring them out to drinks. If I didn't say that...they usually had other plans. I don't think they wanted to see me so upset.
I know I'll never heal from this...especially if Barry dies. Trust me, it feels like he did. I'll learn how to hide it though. I'll learn how to love again. I'll learn how to be at least okay.
Yes, Barry's not able to be here to talk. He's not here to rub my back when I'm feeling down. He's not here to keep the bed warm at night. And he's not here to make me feel better.
I felt alone...
I felt cold...
I felt numb...
I felt nothing.
Til we meet again, Barry Allen.
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A/N*** And that's a wrap. See you guys soon!
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