Alter Egos

Going Through The Motions III

Hey everybody! Here is the final part, hope everyone likes it. I'd just like to say thank you for reading. It was really fun to sorta build my own plot.

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Droplets of rain pelted Barry's skin as he stood, knocking on Caitlin's front door.

"Cait, " he called over the ambient sound of the storm, "Please, open up."

Barry knocked again, this time using his speed. After a few seconds, the door opened, revealing a disheveled and rushing Caitlin. She grabbed her purse with one hand, whilst holding her Bride's Maid dress in a dry-cleaner bag with the other.

"I know, I know, " Caitlin spoke hurriedly. "I'm ready, I can change into my dress when we get there."

Before Barry had a chance to say anything, Caitlin moved passed him and put the things in her car. The speedster found it shocking how she could seem so normal after everything. Then again, she had been hiding how she felt for who knows how long. Barry felt his chest tighten a little at the thought.

"Come on," Caitlin prompted, pulling him from his thoughts. "We're going to be late."

"No, we're not, " Barry replied, his tone even.

Caitlin looked down at her watch in confusion, the rain beginning to dampen her hair.

"Can't be late to something that's not happening, " Barry let out a nervous chuckle, failing in his attempt to put it lightly.

Caitlin furrowed her brow.

"We called it off, " Barry admitted, quieter this time.

All the blood drained from Caitlin's featured. "No," she breathed out.

"No, no, no, no," Caitlin began to pace. "I broke up a wedding!" She blurted, a note of panic in her tone.

Barry braced himself, he had a feeling she would blame herself.

"No, you didn't. Technically, I did," Barry corrected.

"Because of me!" Caitlin shot back.

"No. It wasn't your fault," Barry stepped forwarding, putting his hands on her arms to stop her from pacing.

"Listen, we talked it over," Barry assured. "It's all okay."

"You were ready to get married just a few hours ago, how can it be okay?" She answered.

"We both agreed, it just...didn't feel right," Barry stated.

Caitlin gave him a doubtful look, her posture still tense. She opened her mouth to speak again, but Barry cut her off.

"Let me explain," Barry pleaded.

Caitlin took a deep breath and nodded. He stopped for a moment to collect his thoughts, the rhythmic patter of the rain echoing all around him.

"For so many years, I loved Iris," He began. "I don't know why, maybe it was because she was the first person I really connected with after what happened to my parents. And...and I guess I just latched onto that," Barry continued, slowly pacing.