Title: Mirrors and Masks
season 1.5
Y/n - Your Name
Note - I sort of rewrote like 90% of this chapter. It's not necessary information but, I'm just sayin.
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You make your way to the park, placing your bag down and fixing your appearance.
Your vision is blocked when somebody places their hands over your eyes.
"Guess who?" A completely recognizable voice asks.
"Mom?" You joke, turning around to see Wally.
He chuckles and gives you a warm and welcoming hug.
You don't normally hug all your friends, in fact, physical contact is something that you try to avoid in many situations. Wally is an exception though.
You pick up your bag, throwing it over your shoulder and continue on your search for a place to sit.
"How are you?" He asks, accompanying you on your walk.
"I'm..." You ponder for a second, unable to explain the stress of being at a mind-numbing school seven hours nearly every day. "existing."
"Hmm. Yeah, I'm for that."
"Huh?"
"You existing. That sounds pretty cool."
"Nah. You may think it does, but it's not all that great."
"Oh shut up." He picks a place to sit.
You shrug and join him.
"Hey, where were you during the last few classes of today?"
"I... was ditching." He answers at an uneven pace. "Wiiiiith Jessica."
You pause, staring at him. This maybe would've hurt you, if you believed it.
"Bruh shut the fuck up and tell me what was actually going on." You disregard his bluff, while simultaneously hoping that it's a bluff.
"No, really! I was!" He insists, and your heart immediately drops when he continues. "It was lunch and we were talking and she and I wanted to get out of there and I mean it's only the last class after lunch, so we went to the movies. We saw Frozen 2, since it just released a few days ago. And she was wearing shorts, so you know what that means."
He did not seem to stop talking, he kept adding on.
You walked right into this, you scold yourself. You've got no right to be mad.
You grew silent and distant the more he spoke.
And to think he was interested in you.
"Y/n? Y/n?"
You realize you had zoned out when he wasn't talking about it anymore, and he had a concerned look written on his face.
"I thought we were gonna watch Frozen 2 tomorrow?"
"Oh—" he pauses, muttering something under his breath. "I'll just watch it again."
You wanted to be mad, but you didn't have the words. "Its alright. I didn't really want to watch the movie anyway."
You fail to make eye contact as you say that.
"Hey I really don't mind watching it again if it's with you. You know you're my number one."
But wouldn't it be better to be the only one?
You lay your back onto the grass, staring at the sky. Your throat began to swell, but you furrow your eyebrows when you realize that something doesn't add up.
"Jessica Stevens, right?"
"Uh, yeah. Maybe. I didn't quite catch her last name."
"We've only got one Jessica that isn't a freshmen. We're seniors, Wally. So, unless you're telling me you've got a weird thing for freshmen going on now—"
"Okay, okay. Jessica Stevens. She's blonde, blue eyes, glasses. What's your point?"
"She and I share the same last period of the day, and she sat right in front of me."
You caught him red-handed, and you realize that he's done it again. He leaves in situations for extended amounts of times and never tells you where he is. He's hiding something from you. Granted, you're glad it's not actually something about Jessica, but you're growing tired of his excuses and inability to trust you.
You sit back up and sigh. "Why is there always something that you're never telling me?"
He stays silent, contemplating on if he should tell you.
"Hey, just don't tell me."
"Thanks for being understanding, y/n."
"It's not understanding." You say after a few seconds of silence. "If you have to think about how much you can trust me and not already know how much you can trust me, then, I don't want to know."
"No, it's not like that-"
"Then what is it like?"
"Aw, such a cute moment." Another voice rudely intruded. "If I put this moment in a cup of tea, I wouldn't need any sugar."
"Were you even listening to what was happening?" You turn to the person, irritated. They had weird clothes so that either meant one of three things: Hero, Villain, or Cosplayer. Judging by Wally's venomous response, you chose Villain.
"Mirror Master." Wally spits, quite angrily.
"Mirror who?" You cock your head in confusion.
The Mirror guy's once confident stance drooped. "Seriously?" He asks, giving you his full attention and looking at you as though you've been living under a rock. "Mirror Master? The Flash's greatest enemy? No?" He aims his gun at you.
Naturally you would turn away from a gun pointing right at you and maybe cried a little, but your impulsive behavior cooly guided you through that.
"Doesn't ring a bell." You shake your head. "Besides, wouldn't Reverse Flash be Flash's greatest en-"
"Oh shut up." His gun starts to glow.
A sudden wind flies past your right, and knocks Mirror Master to the ground.
"Oh? It's FlashBoy? I was hoping for the real deal."
While he pays attention to Kid Flash, you get the hell out of their crossfire.
"Where the fuck is Wally?" You whisper to yourself, your heart racing in a panic when he's nowhere to be found.
"I'm all you're gonna get, and all you're going to see right before I knock your lights out." He speeds towards Mirror Master with the intent to tackle him, but falls right through his form.
Quickly realizing that it was a hologram, several more appear to confused Kid Flash.
Kid Flash began to spin in circles, creating a tornado to knock down all of them. More kept on appearing.
No more than a more 50 feet away was a man in regular clothes, suspiciously pressing buttons on his wrist while facing toward Kid Flash.
You slowly approach the man from behind, noticing that he seems to be wearing the same goggles as the holograms.
You could see Kid Flash visibly getting dizzy and exhausted.
"Show yourself, coward!"
The regular dressed man chuckled, continuing to press buttons as more holograms appear and overwhelm Kid Flash.
You take a few steps back. He has a bigger stature, so it would take quite an amount of momentum and leverage to knock him over.
You run at the guy and decide to jump in the air and launch your lower half of your body into his back, successfully kicking him and causing him to fall.
When it happened, all of the holograms faltered and fell.
"Bullshit!" The guy gets up and turns around to see you, on the ground, scooting away from him.
He whips out a gun, aiming it just below you and shooting.
The ground beneath you opens up. With a single yelp of fear, you fall through.
"Y/n—NO!" Kid Flash shouts, and the mysterious white world swallows you up.
How did he know my name? You wonder as you fall.
You hit the ground, landing on your right arm.
"FUCK!" You shout, the resonating snap of your bones births a growing pain that spreads throughout your forearm.
You whimper as you use your left arm to support your attempt to get back up.
Trying not to stumble, you come to a full stand and look at your arm.
You couldn't bear to continue to look at your awkwardly bent arm. There was a slight slant to it's form that disturbed you, inducing you with a sick feeling.
"FuuuuuUuuuUuUUUUck." You whine, the sharp pain only increasing.
You turn around, taking a second to absorb your surroundings. Or, surrounding. Only one thing could be seen, no matter which way you looked.
A black abyss with a shit ton of mirrors.
"What do I do?" You ask yourself, trying not to panic. You've definitely been in these situations before. Totally.
Okay, maybe not. But panicking would not get you anywhere, so you take a few slow breaths. You clench your jaw and brace yourself through the pain, and trying to figure out what you should do.
"Help!" You shout.
It feels pointless, and the chances of anybody hearing you are slim, but you have to try.
"Oh god. This is my life now." You say fearfully. "All those years of going to school, down the fucking drain."
It hit you that you'd never see Wally again. Where did he go, anyway?
Wait a minute.
Kid Flash called you by your name, earlier. If you didn't know any better, you'd say that he has an identical voice to Wally.
"What if Kid Flash is Wally West?" You say breathlessly.
"Hah, NAH." You counter, feeling ridiculous for coming up with such a notion.
"Wait, but what if?"
It would explain all the unexcused absences. It would also explain the random bruises, and his difficulty with telling you about this career.
It makes sense.
So what do you do with this information? Do you just forgive Wally? Do you get mad that he didn't tell you?
A surge of unexplainable emotions washed over you as you contemplate your next move. For now, you just hope that somebody can get you out of here.
"Y/n?" A voice calls out, a voice that had to belong to none other than Wally West.
Wally appears through a mirror, dressed in yellow and red.
"Y/n! Are you okay?" He speeds to your side and gently takes you into his arms, taking you through a mirror to get back to reality.
"What took you so long?" You grumble, cradling your broken arm.
"I was caught up in traffic."
In the near distance, cuffs were being placed on Mirror Master.
The Ambulance arrived to check for further damage.
You get ushered to the open back of the ambulance. They start by giving you numbing drugs to deal with your arm later in this hospital.
Kid Flash slowly approaches you, his arms crossed.
"I guess this is my ride." You say.
"Thanks for helping me back there." His voice is weird and masked, but you we're sure that the voice earlier definitely came from him.
"Anytime. See you around."
He's just about to leave, when you distract him by saying, "Oh, and by the way."
"What?" He asks.
You beckon him and get him to lean close for what you're about to say.
"I think you owe me an explanation, Wally."
"Wally? Who's that?" His act is transparent.
"So just to be clear, you weren't with Jessica earlier?" You question, completely read th to recieve information that could possibly hurt you.
He pauses for a moment before shaking his head and releasing an airy chuckle. "I haven't even watched Frozen yet."
He was no longer talking with whatever his voice disguise was.
"I don't even know why I said it, or why I didnt tell you for so long." He began his start to a long rant. "Well I do know why I didn't tell you, I couldn't. Your safety is important to me and if people knew, well, Mirror Master knew. As a result, he went after my personal life. This was exactly what I was trying to avoid, and now you're hurt." He uses his thumb and middle finger to press his temples.
You could finally see why he never told you. Although you view it differently (if he told you sooner, you would be more prepared for such events) you can't help but appreciate his intentions.
"Hey. It's okay." You hold his hand. "I love you, and I appreciate you. We can talk more later."
He makes sure that nobody's looking.
"Theres something I've wanted to do for a really long time." His breaths become shallow as he builds up his courage.
You didn't have the time to question it. His other hand gently held the base of your neck, and he kissed you.
You froze.
He stops the kiss and looks at your reaction, assuming that you didn't like him that way. "I'm sorry." Is all he says.
He's about to pull away when you yank his hand back to you, your free hand grabbing his waist as you lean in and kiss him.
You smile as he pulls alway, your heart pounding louder than it ever has before. "I was surprised." You explain your reaction earlier.
When somebody made it to the back of the ambulance to assist you, Wally backed away.
"We're definitely talking about this later." You smirk.
"See you at the hospital." He winks.
In a flash, he was gone.
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Hey folks, it's been nearly a month since I last updated. I've been working on releasing some new ones while working on the old ones so its definitely been taking a while.
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