Supercorp (one shot compilation)

Will you share your soul with me? (Unzip your skin and let me have a see)

It was cruel and she couldn't do anything about it, she doesn't have a say, the only thing she could do was keep her mouth shut. Because no matter what happens her foster parents would always side with her siblings, well of course, who was she? She was just a kid they got at a shelter.

Why they even bothered to adopt another child was beyond her, it was all hazy, her experiences with that family. At least they had the decency to bring her back to the foster home due to "mischievous behavior" she doesn't know where they pulled that out from.

She snapped back to reality when she heard Kara calling her name from the other side, her voice worried and scared. She didn't know why but then she realized she started crying, realized that chest rising and falling at an abnormal rate, realized that she has been screaming at Kara to get her out, for the love of God just please get her out of there.

What should only, probably, be 10 minutes in there feels like an eternity, time being stretched longer and longer as her breathing gets ragged, her voice hoarse from all the screaming she has apparently been doing, she's on the floor now, it was wet and cold but she doesn't care, her hands holding on the pipes of the sink trying to stop herself from shaking even further, her eyes closed shut, she's feeling light headed now, all those lessons gone, her irrational fear has eaten away at it,

She hears someone screaming back, the loudness only making her feel worse. Lena can't make out who it is anymore, was it still Kara? Or was it her step sister? Were they back?

"Please... please, make them stop,"

"Please make them stop laughing..." She can hear them so clearly, laughing so loud, all of them, there's banging on the door

"le-let me out, just please let me out,"

She's back inside that closet, that dark unforgiving closet, her hands shaking but she can't see them, there's not enough air to breathe, there's never enough air to breathe when she's in there, and it's dark just so dark, and no matter how hard she pounded on the door it wouldn't budge, her foster parents would just shrug it off, say the kids were just playing around, a game she was unwilling to play, she's done, she doesn't want to play anymore, "Kara!"

The bathroom feels small, it's getting smaller, it doesn't have windows, and it's all brick walls and the door, thick and solid as she kicks at it.

The room is spinning; it felt like hours, like years, slowly dragging her back to that dark place, she's coughing, her lungs are on fire, it made her puke on her side, the contents of her stomach now all over the floor, bile still in her throat as it stings and aches, when she heard someone say,

"Lena, take cover!"

She only had the energy to hide behind the pipes she has been gripping hoping it's enough to cover her from what's about to happen. She was about to pass out when suddenly a gush of air comes in as the door was pulled out of its hinges, wood shattering as it was thrown to the side by a mass of red and blue who immediately came to her after, she finally let go of the pipes trading it for something warmer, something steadier.

A pair of blue eyes greets her; full of care and worry, she can drown in them, an ocean of comfort, familiarity washing over her they're just like Kara's she thought, though the red cape says otherwise

She feels faint as she looks around frantically, a hand gently stops her, cradles her now heavy head; she buries her face into it as much as she can,

"S-supergirl, I- whe-where's" she wheezes out, the feeling of being choked is still there, her vision a blur, tears stinging her eyes, she barely has them open