Not again

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Hal's POV

I pulled out my phone as I checked the time, 10:49...I still had enough time to go ask around the league and find out who had the guts to mess with my Barry. Wait my Barry? No...my best friend Barry. We're only friends...yea..only friends. I was about to turn the corner  off of Barry's neighborhood when I realized that I had left my jacket.

I slammed on the breaks as I speed back to Barry's house. There's no way till Hell freezes over am I gonna go anywhere without my jacket!

Barry's POV

I looked at my one smooth and white arms, now covers with deep scares and blood covering all. I stood up slowly as I while still shaking, put the knife on the counter. I turned my back to the door to make my way upstairs when the door opened up. I immediately held my arms to my chest, the pain diving into me as the scars came into contact with my shirt. I heard a familiar voice behind me speak.

Hal's POV

I opened up the door to see the back of Barry. "Hey Barry, I forgot my jacket." I said laughing as I went over to the couch. "O-Ok.." Barry stuttered while walking towards the stairs. I picked up my jacket and slug it over my shoulder as I looked at Barry. "Hey dude, you ok?" I asked. My eyes looked around the room and landed on a bloody knife. It was only then did I notice the shaking of my best friend.

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