Barry Allen's Sister

Part 8

Harper's POV
"What is wrong?" Barry asks as I try to catch my breath.

"Nothing is wrong, I was just running ." I reply.

"Yeah well you were doing your angry running, just faster. What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong, can we just go back to running?"

"No Harper, you said you were going to work on this." He says.

"I talked to Oliver, the conversation didn't end well. Okay can we just drop it?"

"What did you guys talk about?"

"That's between Oliver and I." I reply turning around and heading back home. Within seconds I'm back home sitting at the kitchen table across from Barry.

"What the f-"

"Language."

"Why did you run me back home?"

"Oliver texted me after you hung up on him. He told me what happened."

"Okay? But why did you run me over here? I thought we agreed that unless I was in trouble there was none of that."

"Okay maybe I shouldn't of done that, but after talking to Oliver I don't think you're okay-"

"I'm fine."

"Let me finish. After talking to Oliver I don't think you're okay. I also know that you can't talk to a professional about it because you wouldn't be able to tell them about me. So we need to figure out what we are going to do."

What did you talk to Oliver about?" I ask.

"You."

"What about me?"

"Just ever since he found out he's been replaying every moment you two were around each other in his head, and there was signs of it and other things that he never picked up on."

"What other stuff?"

"How a lot of times he would ask if you were hungry and you would say no.

"So what? Maybe I had already eaten."

He stares at my face for a few moments, "You're lying, I can see it in your eyes!"

"I'm not doing this, it is late and I am tired." I say getting up.

"If you don't finish this conversation then I won't take you to go see dad tomorrow."

I stop in my tracks, Dad. I haven't seen him since 3 days before Barry was struck by lightning, I miss him so freaking much. Why would Barry do that? That is messed up. I turn around and face him. "I'll walk." And he knows I will, I've done it before and so has he.

"Just sit down Harper." He says.

"Just mind your own business Barry." I reply in the same tone.

"You are my business." He replies.

"For the past few months I've only been your business for 20 minutes once a week, I think we've reached that." I head upstairs and lock my door.

Barry doesn't follow me, he doesn't try to talk. I go to bed.

Barry's POV
She's right. I hate to admit it but Harper's right. I have wanted to be there for her but I have been so busy. I shouldn't of been to busy for her. She has been struggling for months and no one knew. She's been depressed, she's been cutting her self, and she has some eating disorder. All I've done is pop by once a week for 20  minutes, I want that to change that's why she's her to be happy if I can manage to be there for everyone else I need to be there for Harper. My thoughts are interrupted by Joe and Iris.

"I know it's late but we bought big belly burger." Iris says setting it on the table.

Joe looks at me. "Where is Harper?"

"She went to bed." I reply.

"What's wrong?" Joe asks.

"What happened?" Iris asks.

"She got upset." I reply.

"About?" Joe asks.

"After I told you two about you know what I called Oliver to talk to him about it. We talked for a bit and he said after thinking about it there was signs of that and something else that he never picked up on it."

"What else?" Iris asks.

"I'm pretty sure she has a eating disorder."

"I thought she looked smaller." Iris says.

"What do you mean?" Joe asks.

"Oliver said as far as he knew looking back on it she rarely ate."

"And you said she was sleeping?" Joe asks.

"Yeah, why?"

"Before you take her to go see you guy's dad tomorrow morning I want to talk to her." He says sitting down.

"Okay." I reply. Us three eat and then head to bed.