Everything seemed to be doing alright after the ISA was defeated in Blue Valley. McKenna Garrick finally had a girlfriend, her best friend, and her family to support her as Summer School rolled around as Courtney faced the battle between being Starg...
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SIX MONTHS LATER . . .
HEADING out tonight was another night of patrol since Courtney made us come every night when it was eight till midnight to patrol Blue Valley. To make sure that there was no threat of the Injustice Society. But like every night everyone gets crabby when they are tired, after searching for hours and finding...nothing. Empty handed after six months of searching for Cindy Burman, the only Injustice Member that we haven't seen other than Grundy and Gambler.
And out of all of them, I would want to fight Cindy Burman, after everything that she has caused to the people I have cared about in the past. I really just want to bring Justice to everything she has done and put her in jail. To finally end the whole terror she's caused. Ever since spreading those nudes that Yolanda sent Henry.
Henry. Man there was a time I grew to hate him with a growing passion, after what he did to Yolanda. But in recent months it's been weird not seeing the gingered hair boy in town. The one who deep down before he died, showed his more caring side. A side in which he never showed. And then he died admitting he was sorry to Yolanda.
But that didn't mean I never had my fair share of hurt and trauma that I went through. Going from the tunnels of the Injustice Society remembered everything that had happened. All the way to the memories of everyone who we lost. Including Joey & Denise Zarick all the way to Henry King. The blame game, in blaming myself took me a long time to recover since it still haunts my dreams sometimes.
One time I did go to a therapist in Central City during Spring Break to talk it out. But it's not like I can start a conversation going. "I'm a superhero named the Flash, and I suffer from a side effect of PTSD from not being able to be fast enough to save people." That wouldn't end well, I would either end up in a psych ward, or just be laughed at by the Therapist.
So I joined Yolanda into going to church everyday for Six months before meeting up with Courtney. I tended to just sit there in silence trying to focus on the good thoughts for the past six months. To try to calm down my nerves. But out of the two of us, my best friend was suffering from killing Brainwave. From killing him. Which wasn't easy for her to hide from the others but Courtney and I.
It reminded me of when she would stay silent somedays processing everything with Henry Jr. and I would just sit there in silence to help her. To just tell her without saying it to her, that I was there for her.
At home, my mother was supportive of me and understood what I went through in the past months and allowed Yolanda to stay if she needed to get away from her family. She would try to help Yolanda and I the most she could, but at the same time distract us enough to forget about what happened for a few minutes. But the house felt safe, Wally took care of Girlfriend, and continued to do dangerous experiments when my mother would sometimes not come home for a day or two while doubling shifts.
