Flash a.i (EDITING)

Don't bug out...

Ashton

ONE MONTH LATER

I pick up Ingrids friend and we drive back to my house. I kinda cleaned it....

"So your Ashton?"

"Hm?" I looked at the girl as we walked. "Yea. Why?"

"Well... I thought Ingrid was lying!" The girl elbowed Ingrid as I unlocked my door. 

"So um... you guys sit on the couch and well.... I need to tell you guys something big."

"Like what?" Ingrid said.

"I really hope you're not some sort of like rapist..." I chuckled at the comment.

"I am most certainly not." I put my phone on the table and went into my room. I stared down the painting. I mean should I just tell them that Morgan is my girlfriend? Shes the only one who knows. I mean how much can I trust them? Especialy cause one of them is a journalist. And She seems like one to not be very...quiet. Like what if she tells journalist. That can put me in danger! I mean people like Dr.Fluke could find me! I could get stalked down. I mean I don't need teenage girls who already seem to know everything about me to come to my doorstep! This seems like a bad idea. But they might not think I am Flash. I mean I might as well Think of something to say, 

Like what though?

DON'T BUG OUT! I'M FLASH! 

Ash... That sounds like the worst idea. Just like when I almost got myself arrested when I was younger. The only other person I told was my childhood best friend. But who knows where he is. I think he is in jail. I haven't seen him since 5 years ago on that night. I got away. He didn't. That's when I decided I must devote my life to good. And I was to never tell my father. I eventually tell him. But I don't think he heard me very well. Its hard to hear when you have 6 feet of dirt separating us. I looked at the painting that hid my super suit. I couldn't say it was a painting. It was more of a picture. Of me and him. We were best buds. As my dad put it. He was a cool guy. He was also pretty tall. Its funny because, I was older than him.  I still feel really bad. That the stupid super suit was more important then my own best friend. I was the dumbest 15 year old that there was. I throw the painting off the wall and grab the super suit. 

BASH!

OHHHHHH CLIFF HANGER!!!!!!!! AND ASH WHAT DID YOU DOOOOO?!?!? ANYWAY! SORRY THESE ARE SHORT BUT DON'T WORRY!!!! THEY WILL GET LONGER!!!!!! LOVE YOU!!!