Chapter 8

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 I stare at my computer screen

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 I stare at my computer screen. 

Nothing.

I mean for the past week the crime in Central City has been zero.

So I'm forced to stay in the same room with Barry all day long.

"Do something!" Cisco exclaims staring at the computer next me.

Barry sighs.

"That's the fifth time you've said that." He says.

Barry and I haven't talked much this past week. 

We only say hi and bye to each other and occasionally make small talk but other than that, I ignore him.

Because if maybe, just maybe, I ignore him for long enough, my feelings for him will go away.

Then we all hear a loud ding. 

I quickly look at my computer screen.

"Robbery! Fifth Avenue!" Cisco says. 

"Go Barry!" We yell in union. 

My hair flips around as Barry speeds past me in a red blur.


Barry strides in, a smile on his face. 

"I'm assuming by that smile, it means you got the bad guy." Cisco says.

"Yeah, I got him." Barry replies.

"Good because it would be creepy if you were smiling because he got away!" Cisco says widening his eyes.

I smile. But I don't make any eye contact with Barry.

"Hey Cisco, is Dr.Wells back from his meeting yet?" Barry asks. 

"No I don't think so, why?" Cisco asks back.

"Well maybe you should go check." Barry says.

"Um why? I am very comfortable here, in fact I- oh- ohh, yeah I'll go check." Cisco says raising his eyesbrows and leaving the room.

"What was that about?" I ask nervously. Even though I know Barry purposely wanted him to leave. 

Barry plops down in the chair beside me. 

My eyes are glued to the computer screen.

"Cait." He says.

I clear my throat,"Yeah?" I mumble.

"Are you okay?" He questions.

I bite my lip and turn my head towards him.

"Why would you ask that?" I say.

"Well this past week, I feel like-like we are growing apart, did I offended you or something?" He asks.

No, you just ripped my heart out and tore it in half and left it there.

"No, I'm fine, we-we're fine, I didn't see any change in us." I say quickly.

"You sure?" He asks curiously.

I try to stop my hands from shaking. 

"Yeah, I'm good." I lie.




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