"I'm going to be late, I'm going to be late I'm going to be late." Felicity kept saying to her self as she stuffed everything in her purse. Oliver just smiled and grabbed her coat and handed it to her as she grabbed her keys.
"By! Don't get in any trouble you hear?" She said kissing him.
"Don't worry, I think I'm good." He said back. She smiled and waved to him before closing the door. Oliver smiled when she left, how in the name did I get that amazing young women? He thought to himself.
He wheeled himself over to the kitchen to find something to eat. But as soon as he opened the fridge, he heard a voice.
"Wow, so this is what you become." Oliver slowly took out the pistol that was tucked away in his pants.
"Who's there?" He said in a condo sent voice. Then he saw exactly who was talking. He say a younger version of himself standing right in front of him.
"Hey me!" He said excitedly. "Don't shoot because then people are going to think that you are crazy." Oliver just sat there not knowing what to do. Then he went to the kitchen and found the medicine bottle and looked at the side affects. Hallucinations. Good.
"What did you do to us?" The younger Queen asked as Oliver rolled over to the couch.
"You're just hallucinating, nobody's there you're going to be fine." Oliver said to himself. This was bad. The last time that this happened, Oliver ended up seeing the dead. He did not want to go through that again.
"Don't worry about the dead people, the only person you need to worry about is yourself." Oliver looked up to find the child he used to be standing right there. He was dressed like Oliver before the gambit went down.
"Look what we have become! Ugg, look at you! You played hero and know you got yourself all torn up, not to mention all those ugly scars on you. Gosh Oliver, what the heck did you do?!?"
"You're not real," Oliver tried to convince himself that he wasn't going insane. "You have no idea what I've been through." He said.
"Oh I know, I just don't care. You are so selfish Oliver!! You get messed up in every single way possible, and then what, shove you filth into other people's lives to they can carry around your burden? What's wrong with you?" Oliver (the older one) just sat there not knowing what to say next.
Hours went by with the same thing saying over and over again. He couldn't take it anymore.
"SHUT UP!!!!" Oliver screamed just as Felicity walked in. She had a surprised look on her face when she saw Oliver looking at something behind her. "Oliver honey," she turned around, but nobody was there.
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FanfictionWhat would have happened if Felicity never got shot? What would have happened if she was never paralyzed? But someone would have to take her place. There were only 3 people in that car that night. Felicity, the driver, and Oliver. What would have h...
