Chapter 16

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It's been two days since Barry rescued me from Dr.Wells. Luckily I wasn't too injured.

I had a concussion and a broken wrist. But I don't feel the same. Because throughout those four days of Dr.Wells keeping me, he got me. I feel worthless. I feel like no one cares about me. 

I feel -

"Hey, how are you feeling?" A voice asks. I don't even look at him. It's Barry. "Um, I'm good." I reply fidgeting on the bed at S.T.A.R labs. I hear footsteps walk towards me. Then I feel a warm hand on my shoulder. "Caitlin you've been through a lot, it's okay to be upset." Barry says.

He suddenly cares now? 

"Okay." I respond. I wanted him to leave, I wanted everyone to leave me alone. 

"What's wrong?" He asks concerned. I ignore him standing up, walking to the center of the room.

Barry walks after me and turns me so I face him. His eyes are full of worry. "You are okay Cait, you're safe here." Barry says. I bite my lip. My whole body feels sad and tired. 

"That's not the problem." I respond. Ugh, I shouldn't of said that. "What is?" Barry asks.

"It's just that, everyone is making a big deal out of all of this. I-It's not that big, I'm not that...important." I mumble looking down at my shoes. "Caitlin look at me." Barry says softly. I turn my head up and look in his eyes. "Cait, he kidnapped you and you could have died." He says.

I yank my body away from his arms. 

"I know."  I say. 

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