Megan's POV
'Shut up you worthless idiot!' My Foster parents yelled at me--Layla and Jack Montana. They threw a glass mug at me. I quickly ducked before it could hit me. I heard it shatter against the wall behind me. I started to walk to the stairs and up to my room.
Jaycee came downstairs. She was still taller than me, with her hair a bright blonde that was streaked with hot pink hair dye. Her eyes, while a beautiful forest green, were striking and fierce with all the makeup she put on. She was in all black clothes; a sleeveless top and super small shorts with bangles on both of her wrists. Jaycee wore knee-high boots, too. If you ask me, she doesn't know fashion. She walks down to me and stops me in my tracks. 'What the hell do you think your doing?'
I keep my head down. 'Going to my room.' I squeak.
Jaycee scoffs. 'Don't forget it's my house. Not yours. So you live under our rules. Got it?' She pushes me to the ground and I land on my butt. That's the fifth time today. 'You're a needy brat. You don't deserve a life.' Jaycee scowls.
I couldn't contain my anger anymore. She does this constantly. Every. Single. Day. I'm tired of it. I refuse to let her bully me anymore. 'Shut up Jaycee!' I yell.
'Excuse me?' Her voice became snake's venom. 'You don't get to say what you want here! You think just because your parents are dead that we'll take it easy on you?'
'Shut up Jaycee. Shut up and leave me alone!' Layla and Jack hear the commotion and come out of the kitchen.
Jaycee bent down and dug her nails into my shoulder. I scream at the pain. Her other hand gripped my chin so I had to look up at her. 'You're a coward, Megan.'
I stood up, pushing her hands away from me. 'Stay away from me! Stay away from me or I'll kill you, Jaycee.' my voice was so harsh I hardly recognized it as mine. I backed up as she stood up to face me.
'Look at you, cowering like you always do. You pathetic, weak, little...' I growl and lunge at her as she continued to throw insults my way. I'll teach her who the real weak one is.
Jaycee moved out of the way before my tightened fists hit her face. Jack grabbed me from behind. 'Don't you dare try to hurt my daughter!'
'Let go of me, Jack! I hate you! You'll never be my dad!' I started scratching and clawing at the arms around me.
I suddenly felt a sharp prick in my neck and my movements slowed, growing tired and sleepy.
Everything went black as I faded into sleep.
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I wake up to the feeling of a soft bed beneath me. I opened my eyes to find Barry sleeping soundly next to me. I checked the clock to see it was almost nine o'clock pm.What happened? I thought we were at Star Labs? Wait, did I have another panic attack?!
I shake Barry awake. "What happened?"
"You finally woke up." Barry wrapped an arm around my waist. "You had a panic attack at Star Labs."
"Why is my neck sore?"
"Caitlyn had to sedate you." I felt myself blush as Barry said that.
"Why? What happened?" My pulse quickens.
"You were yelling at me, saying, 'Shut up Jaycee or I'll kill you' and you tried to attack me." He paused for a second. "What were you yelling at me for?"
I explain the flashback I had without making eye contact with Barry. Then I see his arms; they were red and had nail marks on them. "Did I...?"
Barry looks down at his arms. "Yeah."
"I am so sorry! I...I..." I cover my mouth as tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm so sorry."
"Megan, it's okay. I'm fine."
"I can't believe I did that!" I choke. Barry takes ahold of my hands.
"I'm fine. I know you didn't mean it."
I lean over to the bedside and grab a pill bottle. I open it and grab one of the pills. "I guess I need to start taking this."
"What is that?"
"It helps me to stop having panic attacks. I refused to take them after the...incidents." I swallow the pill and shudder. "Mostly because of the taste of them."
This specific kind of pill is just out right disgusting. When you swallow it, it tastes like you swallowed someone else's vomit. And the taste will stay for like, almost an hour. The point is, it's gross.
Barry laughs at my reasoning before leaning in for a kiss. "I don't think you want to taste traces of the pill I just swallowed. Seriously, it's way beyond disgusting." I warn him.
"I'll take my chances." He smirks as he presses his lips against mine, and his hand cups the side of my face. I place my hand on his shoulder as I scoot closer to him.
The gentle kiss gradually becomes something more passionate as the minutes tick by. Barry's hand slid down my back as we fell back onto the bed. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. I detected his hands on my now bare skin when I began to take his shirt off. The room was silent except for our uneven breaths until...
Ring, ring! Ring, ring!
I mentally curse at my phone when we pull away, both of us sighing. When I checked who was calling, my heart almost stopped. Why would Iris be calling me? "Hello?" I talk into the phone. Barry watched as I did so.
"Megan? Um, can you come to Jitters tomorrow? It's kinda late right now, but I need to talk to you by tomorrow."
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay. Bye." Iris hangs up.
"What was that about?" I look at Barry. "Iris actually talked to me."
"Took her long enough." He chuckles and rubs the back of his neck.
An awkward silence passed between us. We obviously had a hard time getting back into the mood we were in before the interruption, so we just lay back down and fell asleep.
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Okay so I didn't know what to do with chapter lol X) I'm running out of ideas. Does anyone have any for what should happen????
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FanfictionMegan Ortiz just moved into the house next door to Iris West (her best friend) after finishing college and becoming a forensic scientist in Central City. She also has a reunion with Barry Allen, her elementary crush. But when Dr. Harrison Wells' par...