Only The Beginning

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(A/n if you've never been to Portillos, then you might not understand some of the things in this chapter)

Barry and I arrived to the scene and studied it. To me it just seemed like another robbery, but then I heard the witnesses point of view. I then realized it was a lot more than just another robbery. I noticed Barry was acting differently, and he suddenly seemed tense around me. Which of course put a frown on my face, remembering we were just kissing and smiling not too long ago. But once Joe arrived, that answered all my questions. I also figured out it was an attempt robbery, and the robber failed to do his job.

"Hey." Joe said, finally arriving and walking over to us. "What are you thinking?" He asked us--moslty Barry since he seemed deeper in thought. Barry got up from his squated position and stepped closer to Joe. I followed behind, realizing I'm kind of being left out.

"The blood splatter patterns and the trajectory of the remains--" he paused to take a breath and subtly looked around, "only a high speed collision could have done this. But to cause this type of damage to a human in this space? Whatever hit them would have to have been moving fast."

Those were all the words that took me to understand and suddenly the world slowed. The air became thick, my throat became dry, my heart beating faster than ever, my mind flashing back to that horrible night. I suddenly felt dizzy--scared. Frightened actually.

He was back.

The murderer who killed Ian. The monster who threatened me. The speedster who made me keep a secret that slowly ate me up inside. The asshole who put me in a position I would have never wished to be in. Nor even thought I would ever be in.

Barry's word sounded more and more distant by the second, to the point where I couldn't even hear him. I felt my hands tremble, sweat slid down my forehead.

How could just a couple of words affect me so much and so quickly? Was I having a panic attack? What was this new feeling--emotion?

Whatever it was--I sure as hell didn't like it.

"Destiny?" I heard someone say. I felt myself trip, because I tripped, I landed on someone.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" I looked up into the eyes looking worriedly into mine. His ocean blue eyes blinked repeatedly, "Destiny?"

I snapped out of the weird trance I was in, "F-Fine." I lied though my white teeth, putting on a smile.

"You don't seem fine kid." Joe stepped in. I noticed Barry was watching my actions carefully again. I didn't know why though.

"Des?" Barry said, "You definitely look like your getting sick or something. Which is weird because you were perfectly fine a second ago." He said as he grabbed my arm to help me steady myself. I then realized I was still leaning on Eddie.

"Oh god, sorry." I said as I got off him, my cheeks turning pink--I was sure of it. But that was a bad idea. I still hadn't balanced myself yet, so I tripped again. Only to land right into Barry.

"I think we should get you home." Barry said, wrapping an arm around my waist that way I don't fall again.

"Guys, I'm fine. I think it's just hunger doing this to me. You'd be surprised what happens to me if I don't eat enough," I said with a light laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

"Barry you've got work to do, I can take her." Eddie potested.

Barry replied, "Its fine." I felt his grip tighten.

"You do have a lot Bare, and not only that but we have something to talk about." Joe added. It looked like Barry was fighting with his conscience for a couple of seconds before giving in with a sigh.

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