We Stand

The Escape

Genevieve's pov

"DO YOU HEAR ME?!" I felt Raymonds breath agains my face as he shouted at me. We where in a fight - again. He was also drunk - again. He thought that I obviously had done something wrong by asking him where he had been al day and night. It was the evening already and the sun had gone down hours ago.

I didn't answer him - I just looked down at the floor with tears in my eyes. I was sitting on the floor - al beat up. He walked up to me and bent down to my level - gripping a tight hold of my face - making me look at him. "I can do what ever I want! Do you hear me!?" I still didn't answer him. I just looked at him with hatred in my eyes.

I felt his hand come in contact with my cheek - it would sure leave a mark. I heard him stand up before kicking me in the ribs with al of his force. "You bitch!" I hid my head in my hands - silently crying.

This was an average day for me ever since Ray had started to drink. It was clear that the alcohol was affecting him - and I tried to help him. As you may have guessed, it did not work.

I looked up to see that he wad walked in to our bedroom. I took this as my chance. I took a hold of the bag I used to hide in the wardrobe in the hallway and ran out of the apartment, out of the building and out on the streets.

I ran and ran until I couldn't cope anymore. Then I just kept walking - I could not stop - if I did he could find me. I walked with my hands inside of my thin jean-jacket to keep myself warm during this cold night.

Walking with my head held low I suddenly bumped in to someone. I yelped as I dropped my bag and bent down to pick up my belongings - which weren't that much.

"I'm sorry." said I shakily as I began picking up my things when I felt another pair of hands touch mine - then our eyes met. "Gen?" I looked into his eyes as I felt myself let out a breath that I didn't even realize I was holding.

"Barry..." I smiled as I then began to pick up my belongings again. I then felt his hands stop mine. "Gen what has happened?".

I completely ignored him and tried to pick up my things by getting loose from his grip - in which I did not succeed. I felt him place his hand under my cheek to make me look at him - I yelped and flinched in fear. I looked him in the eyes once more.

"Genevieve, what happened?" I smiled sadly at him as I began picking up my things again before saying "not here." he nodded ,understanding what I meant.

We both stood up as we began walking down the streets until we came to Barrys apartment. We walked in and sat down on the couch. Barry looked me in the eye and started talking.

"Genevieve, who did this to you?" I placed my elbows on my knees and my hand in front of my face before taking a deep breath and placing them on my knees and straightening up. "Ehm, I got in a fight with my boyfriend that's all."

Barry looked at me seriously "This isn't the first time is it?" I looked down at my hands ,confirming his theory. I felt him let out a sigh.

"Oh god, Gen I am so sorry." said Barry as he scooted closer to me in the couch. I couldn't hold it in anymore. He held me close to his chest as I began to cry, I rarely cry.

Barrys pov

I felt her body go limp in my arms as she fell asleep in my arms. I picked her up carefully as I carried her to my bedroom and tucked her in. I stood there and looked at her for a second.

Her face was covered in marks of a mans hand along with some small cuts. She looked so small and fragile - her body almost only consisting of skin and bones.

What happened to the bubbly, smart Genevieve that I once knew? I smiled sadly at her as I walked out the room and closed the door behind me.

I took a blanket and laid down on the couch - just staring at the ceiling for a moment. I had tried to contact Genevieve since I awoke from the coma - this must be the reason to why she never tried to contact me back. We used to be inseparable in the days - we where best friends, though I had always hoped for something more.

I felt my open hands turn in to fists as I ran in my inhuman speed towards S.T.A.R labs. I ran in to the main room to find Cisco sitting and watching 'Saw' I ran and stopped in front of him - which clearly scared him since he screamed and jumped - he also dropped the popcorns that he held in his hands.

"Whoa! Barry can't you just knock like normal people?" "Cisco what files do you have on Raymond Flynn?" "I'm on it." Cisco immediately started to type on the computer in front of him."It says here that he lives on Wenister street, apartment number eighteen." ,I quickly changed in to my suit and ran for it.

When I reached the apartment I didn't even take a chance to look at my surroundings - I just ran for it. I ran in to the apartment to find Raymond passed out on the couch with a bottle of whiskey in his hand.

You could clearly see traces of blood on the floor just by the door in the hallway. He smelled like whiskey and alcohol.

I quickly grabbed him and ran for the police station. I handcuffed him to a chair on the station and stood in front of the officer with my face blurred "Raymond Flynn, suspected for abusing a young woman by the name Genevieve Wells."

I saw the officer look at me in pure shock ,he dropped his coffe mug. I catched it for him and placed it on the desk behind him before running back to S.T.A.R labs and changing back in to the clothes that I wore before.

"Whoa! That's quick! Why did you want to find that man?" I looked at him. "He hurt someone close to me, I need to go now. Thanks for the help man." I patted Cisco on the shoulder as I ran back to my apartment again.

I opened the door to my bedroom to find Gen fast asleep. She must have been really tired to sleep through when I ran in and out of the apartment. I smiled at her as I closed the door while hearing her soft snors.

I decided that it was enough for one day so I quickly change in to some sweatpants and a T-shirt before officially going to sleep on the sofa. 'I'm so glad that she is here with me.' was the thought I had in my head before drifting of to sleep.