FORTY-EIGHT HOURS EARLIER...
Lena stared at Kara on the other side of the living room. The latter had her glasses in her hand and her button down was ripped open down the middle. Just before Lena came over, Kara just sent a simple We need to talk text. No context, no emojis, nothing. Very un-Kara-Danvers-like.
So Lena came after work to her apartment. She faked the smile, the concern, the worry, everything she said up to the point of her taking off her glasses and ripping her shirt open.
And Kara had no clue until now.
Lena just continues to stare at her hard, cold, and dangerously in the middle of the usually warm apartment that's suddenly gone chilly, the usual comfort that's there: gone.
The two were silently deciding what to say or do; the Super, wondering whether to assure her that she didn't mean to hurt her, but knowing that whatever Lena's feeling, she's going to try and push her away; the Luthor was considering whether to down the whole bottle of wine on the table and throw it at her, even when she would probably catch it. Or to just leave and never speak to her again. Even if her mind was deliberating whether or not to do the last option, she knew in her heart that she could never leave her for many reasons.
Kara chooses to start. "You knew."
"That my best friend had been lying to me for over two years? That she never told me every time she had to abruptly leave me? That she never trusted a Luthor with a Super's secret?" With every reason, her eyes became darker, filled with tears, fists clenching and unclenching at the hem of her pencil skirt.
"It wasn't like that, Lena—"
"Oh, really?" She shifted her weight and crossed her arms. "Because that's what it seems like to me."
"Lena, I only wanted to protect you!"
"Then why not tell me? The one person I could trust actually couldn't trust me! If I knew, this would've made things so much easier!"
"I couldn't tell you because everyone was against me telling you!" she whines. "I wanted to tell you because you were the only one left in the dark! And then with Alex—"
"Alex is your sister, of course she knows!"
"She got her memory erased and you didn't even notice it!" Kara yells. Lena's brow furrows, her mouth parts, and her head tilts in confusion at the claim and the rise of her volume. "My sister sacrificed the memories of me being an alien for fifteen years to save me. If you had to do the same, I could never forgive myself."
"So why didn't you tell me."
"Because I love you too much to see you get hurt from the ones who know my weaknesses."
Lena sucked her lips in and licked them, pursing them now. "Then how do you feel now, knowing that the person who hurt me today was yourself?" The question hung in the air as they continued to stare at each other; Lena didn't have any emotion in her gaze as she raised a single eyebrow and nodded her head slightly, Kara just had doubt.
A portal opening behind Lena interrupted the heavy moment, making the brunette turn around to see what it was. "What the hell?" She heard a whoosh behind her and soon Kara was in front of her, clad in the Supergirl look, which she had to roll her eyes at.
Barry, Oliver, and Kate jumped through the portal and closed it behind them. The only differences that Kara could tell between seeing them last time was that Oliver was now sporting a light goatee and Kate had red tips. "Kara."
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Crisis
Fiksi PenggemarKara didn't imagine it would go the way it went. The way Lena stared at her. The silence that filled the apartment. The chill that went down her spine. The emptiness of her eyes. The deeper they get into it, the more terrible things get. Because th...