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Figure this out; a way of preventing her from taking her last breath. Iris normally didn’t overthink of a future; nor did she want to feel the way the weight of that future was pushing pressure on her head. Iris wanted to be the level headed; she didn’t want to say goodbye and she noticed the look of dread that came across his face when the heartfelt words escaped her lips. But all Iris thought about was the day she’d gasp and take her last breath. A day she dreaded the pit of her stomach forming. 

But I trusted Barry; I knew him; he was a hero he’d always been a hero to me. Even if I was too afraid to admit the truth to myself; to say the words sooner. I love you; the very best part of me was him; his heart; how he deeply loved. He’d sacrifice himself for those he loved. And I didn’t want that to factor into a decision he’d make. As her head rested upon his chest; dark hues glanced up peering at him. His confession; his words hitting close to home. Was he saying the words that sitting on his chest in fear? In fear today this week might be the last time. The last time we held each other. The last time we smiled and embraced the love we shared. Reaching up letting her palm caress his cheek gently to force his face to tilt down towards her. “ I know you will, but promise me if it comes down to it; you won’t be reckless for me. This city needs you Barry; the hero the man you are. I’m just Iris, a reporter.” Was she hinting her life lacked the importance his lifted? Yes; and even if she was fighting the tears that dared to break through; a softness; a vulnerability to her now. 

“ Do you need the team would hate us if we took a few hours away; for each other?” If this was  the last time; last day on earth; what would you do? Work or spend time with the ones you love; and Iris didn’t want to take any minute for granted; but she also knew Barry; he probably guessed the way the wheels were turning in her head now..

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

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Shook to the core. The idea of the dying; the idea that in a few short months my life was either a news reporter or I was laying on the ground unconscious; barely breathing. The reality set a sinking pit into her stomach. Sick; Iris felt like she might throw up. But her running to the bathroom wasn’t going to do herself or the man she loved any good. Instead she stood grasping for air. Swallowing thickly until she managed to compose herself. 

Enough to breathe. Enough to look at Barry with a sense of optimism. Iris wasn’t sure what her future was holding, it felt dim. It felt like she had the weight of her future now on her shoulders. She didn’t want to assume the worse. This was Barry; she couldn’t imagine what he saw in that future; when it came to us. When it came to witnessing my pending fate. Iris couldn’t foremath that reality; she felt shaken to her own core now. Her smile didn’t fade; she was putting on an extra brave face for herself; for her dad and brother but most importantly for Barry. He tended to hold the weight of the world on his shoulders; and the last thing I wanted for him; was to put more pressure on himself. Iris was brave, the strength that came from within. By now her hands were soothingly tracing along his arms as a sense of comfort for himself and her own. A home; a safe place in the brewing storm; that threatened to take me away. 

A hug; that I could arrange leaning my dainty frame in eagerly to his own. Arms moved from his arm to loop around his waist, my head coming to rest upon his chest. Eyes closing as I took in his familiar scent. Of calmness, the brunette let her arms tighten around him as if two people in their own bubble now. I vaguely recalled the movements out of the room probably to give Barry and I space to process; to figure out a move. A minute passed before Iris’s eyes lifted and she rested her chin against his chest. Eyes blinking up rapidly up at him. Her home; the love of her life. “ Just I need you to know I love you Barry.. And if it happens I know you did everything you could, and know you gave me the very best of myself the love I always needed and wanted..” Was it a goodbye? No but Iris feared she’d never say what was craved out in her heart for this wonderful man.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

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Iris West had always been brave, she ran the thrill of stories, of capturing each news story. She was the girl that liked to track down leads, who enjoyed to be the one writing each captivating story. But now she was knew her pending future. She knew her life was hanging up in the balance. Was she terrified? Yes very much so, but she had to trust in Barry, she knew he’d stop at nothing to protect her, to keep her safe. And for that she felt relieved but also scared of the lengths he’d go to keep her safe. And now Wally was in on the save, he wasn’t going to let his sister go willingly. Point is if it was a choice between her own life and his, she’d sacrifice her own. But that was a thought she kept to herself already feeling the scolds she’d go, feeling the lectures she’d get from her dad, from Barry. 

But he was the flash the people of this city needed him, I was simply yet another reporter, I kept this lab sane, but Iris didn’t feel like her future was worth that hassle. As she met his eyes, she offered a gentle smile of encouragement. Biting down on my lip as my hand was pressed to the desk as my eyes met the stats on the screen. Iris knew Barry and Wally quite well. And she trusted they’d run like hell and reappear in one piece.  As she listened to each article named, the news sources, she watched Caitlin write down each other; and repeated each title in her head as  a memory.  Exhaling a few deep breaths, Iris controlled any tingle of fear and nerves she felt. Within minutes Barry had come into view.  And she having the care in the world for him.  She briskly walked around the desk of lab computers and stepped forward placing a hand on his arm. “ How’re you doing?” Not knowing how far Barry saw into that day; she wanted to make sure he was okay. Offering her brother a smile as he made his way to Caitlin and the others to give us a moment. My hand slide down his arm to meet his red gloved palm.  Only Iris was more concerned with Barry than herself. 

She knew she was in safe hands, but these next were weeks were give or take, what could we do to change these futures?

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

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Iris was smart; she was driven when it came to wanting the truth. Even now as her back felt like it was pressed against a wall. She felt like she was pulled into a stop. But Barry he was her home; the safe place to land. And in her time of uncertainty; she felt like the only person she was able to turn to was him. And Wally; he tended to beat to his own drum which was not surprising considering. And when Barry made his own comment; I had to feel the smile against my lips. It was Barry he knew us the West family. He knew our strengths; how he tended to stick together. “ It’s how my dad raised us to be. Strong, dependent on ourselves.” Iris didn’t have a mother to count on. 

Her dad; was her anchor. And Barry he was a home stand a lighten rod that made her feel safe. Iris didn’t want to think of where she was heading. In fact she held onto the way it felt when he kissed the top of her head. Before she was forced to let his frame go. A plan in motion; of running to the past. Of running to save me. In which I was grateful to Barry; to the team who felt I was worthy, and I walked the way to the lobby to where our friends stood in silence. Where I was forced to feel all the prying eyes on me. Iris stood in front of her brother; her dad as he came to her side and gave her a hug. “ I’m fine.” She aired out to him. She was fine. It was a future that felt told; but she had all the belief in her hero; in Barry to come out on the other side. Which is why she felt herself hold any tears in. She faced her home, her family as Wally came bouncing in with his suit on. And I felt myself smile a prideful smile for him. As Cailin decided to detail the plan to us all; a jump into history into the past; and I wanted to cry; to hold onto that hope of seeing another day. 

“ Okay,,;I felt how I did, I didn’t believe it was simple. Of jumping back and forth; of feeling helpless but it was BArry he wanted believe I had a future; so I needed to as well. With the comfort of my dad; I leaned into his side as I watched my brother; my love jump into the future and I held onto the promise. “ I love you.” I aired out more to myself than him. As he disappeared from sight. Cailtin and Cisco the people I trusted and I watched in a blur to hear the news; to hear his voice again.. 

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

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It was the feeling left in the dark that didn’t sit well with Iris. She hated feeling like choices were being made for her. She was a strong independent women, she was capable of handing the consequences, the stakes. And yeah it stung to hear her life may be taken; that her life was on the line. But the way Iris saw it; if she was left in the dark, how? How was she able to help her boyfriend? Her friends. We were a team, we’re in this together. Shaken up to her core; the knots that formed in the pit of her stomach. The only ounce of comfort was the touch of his hand rubbing comfortably on her back. Forcing her frame to inch in closer to his safe embrace. Eyes briefly shut as she let her mind process. 

Back in time, relive the events that led to her untimely death. She had a future; but what kind of future was the brunette looking towards in fear? In fear that the day she woke up would be her last? But Wally; he was stubborn he would sacrifice himself; he wouldn’t back down just because myself or our dad told him it was dangerous; if he knew that my life was at risk; he wouldn’t hesitate to jump in, and knowing that Barry the most loyal protective man I knew was on board; would be with him on  the other side; it brought a sense of comfort to me. Eyes snapped up cherishing to the feel of his lips pressed against my head, a soft smile lingered upon my lips. 

“ We’re alike in that sense, Once us Wests get our minds on something it’s hard to convince us otherwise.” I spoke in a confident manner; of course now was absolutely not the time to be confident, to show that side of myself but it felt nice. Tilting her head up to take in his features, she lifted a hand up to touch his cheek and she nodded as she uttered in a whisper. “ I know, you always make sure the people we love get home.” Pausing as my eyes met his own, fingers caressing his cheek gently. “ Promise you’ll make sure you come back too.” I knew Barry if there was any risk of one getting stuck in the future; he’d push Wally through before himself, Of course it was a rare occurrence but I had to touch all my bases now. Future; the headline, see what events lead to that night; the night I felt chills about. Swallowing the small lump that formed in my throat, I soften my gaze as I slowly untangled my frame from the male’s and I took a step back. Hearing the chatter of our team right down the hall. 

Face the music, head on. “ Yes, Let’s face it head on.” An uttered word as her hand found the comfort of his bigger palm. And with a turn the pair started to the coms area; knowing by now her dad probably followed the brunette here; Which was only confirmed when I heard Wally mentioned something about future, as the screens of data was already collected; our people many brains put together.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

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Two halves of a whole.. It’s what Barry and Iris were. Since the day her dad brought Barry home, welcomed him into our house after the sudden death of his mother. After the unwarranted arrest of his father; Iris remembered all the day we sat on the couch watching some lame rom-com. Especially when it snowed, I could tell Barry had a tender heart. He always worried about his dad, he blamed himself for not saving his mother. And All I could do was hold his hand; and tell him he was a hero. And even now as we grew older; as we became adults. Into the world of the impossible. 

Barry wasn’t just a hero to the world, he wasn’t just a hero when he wore the mask. He was a hero to me everyday. I loved who he was; the strong person he was. He held the world on his shoulders. He sacrificed himself countless of times for the city. Iris hated when he lied; but Barry had a good heart, it was always in the right place. Even if she was stunted, hurt this morning. She was scared, she was feeling vulnerable. She was scared she’d never get another story to report. She was scared the love Barry and herself had built would wash away. 

But staring into his eyes; hearing the tone of his voice, the promise for a tomorrow; which was never promised. She had to let her walls down, shouldered pulled down as her eyes closed in the safety of his own embrace, where the brunette felt safe. With him. “ Okay.” a hum of understanding. Iris was never one to hold grudges, to be mad at him for long. And she felt the hold; the safety net with him. Barry had a plan; go back in time, figure out the news articles that still stayed true to the present. She trusted him; for her life; and trusted he wouldn’t stop at any hults until her future was safe; our future. The love we were building as one. Pulling her head up from the comfort of his chest; the brunette’s eyes locked with his own. At ease; her felt the nerves in her stomach; but she kept it at bay. 

“ Something tells me, even if I told Wally no, he wasn’t going to listen. Besides I know he’s safe with you, and I know two minds are better than one. I’ll be on the coms every step, tell us any articles you see, and we can try to track down each headline; maybe a clue to who is after my life.” My life the words fumbled through her lips; with a breathless taste; one that left her lips quivering.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

[ofreporterintinct]

Future appeared blec, the future Iris believed she had as a reporter. She remembered the vague memory of being shown an article, with the name Iris West Allen, indicating she and Barry ended up married. At the time before Barry and I were together it scared me. Not because of how I felt, but because he was Barry the loyal heart, the man he was the protective nature he had before I knew he was the Flash. Barry wasn’t a hero in my eyes because of the mask, because of the saves he had, he was loyal, he was kind, those eyes made you feel relaxed and calm. Iris could long to look into his eyes for the rest of her life. 

But now, the future was unknown, it was terrifying the terror of knowing Savitor might be why she takes her last breath. Barry lied to her with reason, and she saw it the remorse in his eyes, the sincere in his voice, and that’s why she forced a smile to lace upon her lips. An ache to be in his arms again. “ I know babe..” The words left her lips out of habit, as her arms came to slip around his neck, a tight grip one that held her close to him, to his safe embrace. “ Just be honest with me, I’m not made of glass. I know you, I know my dad. You two won’t let me die without trying.” Trying to defeat all the odds. Defeat the notion our future now held. Each time we got to a place of joy, a leap into the happiness, a threat came into view. Did I trust Barry? Yes with my life, he was everything to me. Our friendship, our new found love for each other. I had just let him in, to who I was as a partner, a reporter I wasn’t ready nor was I prepared to let him go. I knew the risk he was willing to take in the future, to read each headline, and I was appreciative of him, I loved him all the more. And standing in the hallway I only thought of how lucky I was to have a man like Barry Allen love me the way he did. 

A sentimental expression laced over my features head tilted up as my hands  locked around his neck. I brought my head close enough to brush my lips against his echoing the words. “ I have faith in you. And I can help. We’re in this together.” Another brush of her lips as she felt content in his arms. The love of her life. “ Can we just focus on the now for today? If you need to go into the future today, you can and we move from there.” Definitely retracting her first statement, but the future felt foggy, it felt unstable for her, and right now Iris only counted on him, to save her; and she’d be his right hand girl, help through the storm.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

[ofreporterintinct]

Iris West liked to be in control. She’s witness pain, she’s witnessed those who were abandoned at one point in time. She valued her life; she wanted to live to the day to tell the stories enclosed on our city. Iris was a damn good reporter at heart. She was the one who believed in the Flash before knowing it was masked by her best friend her soulmate. The man that slept in the same house right down the hall her whole life. Iris never stopped believing in him. But when her dad told her the fate that lingered in the air. She was scared, she lost sight of the man she slept next to now. Barry was never a lair, he was loyal, he was caring. It’s what made him a hero in her eyes. Not the speed, not the red suit, but the man behind the mask. 

The love he held for others, the devotion he’d move waters for those he cared about. But Iris had been naive and dumb, she convinced herself for years she and Barry were friends; the type of people that overstepped their boundaries, the type that laugh at stupid quoted movies. Shared popcorn and had those hidden jokes only we understood. Iris assumed we’d have a forever, a lifetime to remain the years I kept from us. And now she felt the pain of the idea of never saying yes, of never living a forever with him. And yes Iris knows Barry like the back of her hand. He felt guilty it was written all over his face. 

In this hall; within S.T.A.R labs, it was us having one of our hearts to hearts. I vented out how I felt and Barry was understanding, and man it was so hard to say mad. I saw the fear in his eyes, in the tone of his voice, And I knew he’d move waters to secure our future together. Swallowing the lump that formed in my throat, the brunette had let her hand entangle with his own. And she was home with him. Even if Iris told him to be careful; she knew it was always a chance he may get wrapped up in time. In the future in the past; and it was Barry. Nodding her head she whispered the words as if the pair were hidden away in their own bubble. 

“ I know, I’m sorry for getting mad. I just.. We don’t keep secrets from each other. I know you, you like all the information before deciding on a plan, I believe in you Barry.” He wasn’t just the flash he was always her hero. The man she wanted to come home to. Leaning forward she slipped her arm around his waist until her head could land on the comfort of his chest. Breathing in and out as she said the words. “ I love you.” And she did; always had even if she was blinded to her feelings at the start. The comfort of his touch, of reassurance, one moment for us. Then we’d leap forward; to find a key.. 

To saving her life, a future that felt unclear.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

[ofreporterintinct]

Anger had subsided. Iris was someone who felt deeply. She was someone who would feel angry, happy that tingle of excitement all wrapped in one. But hearing the pain in her father’s voice when he slipped up it scared her. Iris valued her life; but when it came to being colloidal damage to the future; for Barry she never considered she was worth that hassle. Iris was independent, she was in the process of finding an empty building to fund her own company; to start her own newspaper; writing was her passion. Showing the city a young independent women was capable of changing the world spoke volumes. 

But Barry he was the flash. He was a hero to her; as Barry but also as the speedsters we all knew and loved. Her heart ached each time she was away from him. And she hated being mad at him he was selfless; he always spoke with intention. And his discretion now; it was all a means of protecting her. Not growing that fear that now ached through her body. Expression soften. As she felt his tender touch; the way his lips pressed against her palm. Eyes blinked in contentment. Before lips parted now to speak. “ I understand. I just.. I never want to be placed in the dark.” She wanted to be involved in the decision making. Iris was strong she wasn’t a fragile flower that needed to be shielded. Barry loved her; she felt it with his touch. With the tender way he spoke. And she could tell he was hurting; the reality she may be taken in a few months. Death it was final. The brunette blinked back a few tears that dared to fall. She made sure her eyes found his own. 

“ We’ll fight this okay, but if you go into the future; does that put you at risk? If it’s a risk for you, I don’t want you to do it.” I cared; I didn’t want harm to come his way; even if that meant me taking my last breath. Holding my breath now as the tips of my fingers extended out; enough for nails to caress the edge of his chin. Enough to feel him. A plan? We’d find one that works; we had time before that fateful day; before I’d be forced to sacrifice myself. The fear would die down; it was Barry he’d do anything for me. 

And I’d risk it all time and time again for him. He was my anchor; the man that moved water for me. All fear I felt subsided with him; and for a second I felt the air emit through my body; to bask in this moment; of feel of our hearts being whole together.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

[ofreporterintinct]

Head strong; independent it was who Iris West was. She was the girl who ran after each story. She was the girl who never ran from fear. Iris understood each story she wrote; she wanted to find the truth. But when it came to Barry she was left with confusion, with worry. More than ever because she knew his secret; knew who he was in the dark. Iris had always know Barry Allen was going to be full of greatness; he was going to be a man of saving the world someday. She had been blinded for years of her own feelings and now she felt hurt that he felt the need to hide the truth. She was mad at him; she was even mad at her own father for trying to help Barry keep her in the dark. And now standing in the hall with him; she felt vulnerable. She felt small. Iris was smart; she was capable of handling herself. 

But hearing the words protect her; the vulnerability in the male’s voice it scared her. Because barry was a protector; but he also knew her. He knew she was able to handle herself. He knew she was able to fight her own battles. Even with their new relationship now. Her hand still held onto his as she tried to form those sentences that kept going around and around in her head. “ then le me help you. I don’t need the protection, I’m here. Did it ever occur to you that the future is stupid? That it doesn’t decide our fate we do.” Iris was holding on for dear life. To the idea her own fate was in her own hands. That this savitar wasn’t the monster; that he wasn’t a true threat to her. But she was scared she felt that shaking feeling in her legs; and she felt the weakness in her body which forced her fingers to curl tighter against his palm. 

“ Let me in Barry, what makes you believe the future is real? Maybe we can change an event here in the now that can save me..” Save me the words escaped lips in a whisper as eyes traced along his frame; she was scared, even if she felt too proud to say the words. She wasn’t weak she was strong; a reporter and now she had to debate the future of her own life. But this was Barry he loves her; he’d give anything for another day for us; I trusted him even now. But I wanted to stand beside him; not be left in the outskirts in the dark.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

[ofreporterintinct]

Anger; it was a heavy emotions that crippled our insides. Iris was loyal; she’d follow her best friend anywhere. Yes she understood him; when he felt his people the people he loved were threatened he tended to pull back. He tended to want to take control. Iris was confused at the start of the day; she was sad and dare she say heartbroken? Barry and herself had only been trying the dating aspect; nothing serious. Truth was he’d always been in her line of vision. He’s always been in her corner; always been the one to hold her hand. To hold her when she had tear strained cheeks. He was her anchor; the only one she wanted to be a constant. And then the rug was pulled out from under her. 

He decided an us wasn’t an option. Barry decided that we should stay friends; and it was how he did it. He was gente he wore those puppy eyes that made it difficult for you to be mad. He held her hand and said the famous line; “ I care about you, I’ve always loved you Iris but now isn’t right.” He ended it with I rather you in my life as friend than to ever hurt you. Too late I thought to myself. For days I was that stupid girl; who spent most of her time wallowing on the couch. Iris would watch stupid pathic movies and drink her red wine, each time she heard Barry speed to the door and his keys jingling from the outside; she’d pull the covers of the soft blankets over her head and pretend to sleep. As if she could just magically be okay. Until today; she should’ve felt relieved that she did nothing wrong. That Iris had been a stand up girlfriend, should’ve been honored that everything the split; the hurt he caused me was all due to wanting to protect me. But I only saw red eyes on myself; the anger I felt coursing through my small body when I stepped through the STAR lab doors. 

I was mad at him. Making decisions for me; without consulting me. I felt numb at the thought of taking my last breath. Of not being able to protect myself. I was left in the dark. It was a crippling feeling. Hands swinging on my sides when I said the words. Savitar; the name left an emptiness in my throat. Eyes peeled forward as I tried to mask the fear I felt in my body. The fear that I might die. Shaking my head as I pulled my arms across my chest in almost defend. 

“ Barry.” A name I longed to say now felt flat. “ My dad told me, You’re trying to save me. What does Savitiar want with me? “ A small hint of emotion; of the fear underlined in my voice, Reaching out; I ran my palm along his arm. “ Barry; Flash or not you’ve always been my hero. You should’ve told me.” A insult retort raging at the tip of my tongue instead hand dropped back to my chest as the wall opened for the vault room, Head nodded forward. My fate on paper; I was a brave one for wanting to see what changed; it was odd but despite how angry I was; I still had trust in him.

You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.

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You'll always be my home.

@IloveMusicals

A home that was supposed to be real 

Something real that was more real than Iris ever expected. Especially after the tragic death of Eddie; the same day I found out about Barry my best friend. The man I could confide anything in. I found out his biggest secret of all that he was the flash. The speedster in red; that ran circles around our city. Ran to be a hero. Barry was a hero on his own without the suit, without the speed. He’d always been someone I admired. His strength; his way of moving forward from the pain. Honestly Iris knew she had been dim to the truth. She had hidden her heart from the reality. The reality of him; of the possibility of us. Iris never wanted to lose him; their friendship. Which is why she played it safe; she liked Barry; we had a connection. 

One of love, passion; but when it came to dating Iris was in those easy early stages of an us. She had went on a few dates coffee dates at jitters, a nice restaurant an italian place her favorite. But she felt like we we were pretending not be ourselves. Was it harder because we had known each other for years? Was the spark completely within our heads? The brunette felt the questions beaming at her. We eventually found our own footing with each other; we talked; we felt okay with Barry speeding off as long as he came home to me. As long as I got my goodnight kiss; the kiss every girl dreams of. It was steady; it was safe for us. That was until Barry started acting weird; he made me feel like he either wanted to escape me, or he wanted to walk on eggshells all of a sudden around me. I was left feeling confused; not to mention that awkwardness around my father; who was like a dad to him too. I felt unsure of myself; I was confused. 

I was sitting in my home living room with my head held into my hands. I heard the door assuming it might be Barry; or hoping on my part to explain himself for his own behavior at star labs, instead I was met with my dad’s he had tear strung eyes; I reached his glaze as I uttered. “ Am I not enough? Did the dream not live up to the reality? I asked more so to myself than him. I felt his arms wrap around me; as he whispered “You’re always a enough Iris, any boy who doesn’t see it, doesn’t deserve you.” I nodded with a prickle of tears that peeked against my eyes. “ Thanks Dad.” He whispered something about saving me. In response I had furrowed brows in confused. “ What are you talking about?’ He realized instantly he said his thought aloud. I felt numb when he said it aloud. 

Savitar? Who was that? He had mentioned apparently I died in the future to this Savitar; and it clicked in my mind; Barry; he saw the future? He thinks I die? More red flags ran up within my head as I stood to my feet more determined than ever. I wasn’t a wounded flower. I didn’t need to be saved; I needed some clarity from Barry; the man who felt it was okay to keep life altering secrets from me. With heels of my shoes leading out of the house; I was a women on a mission. Iris didn’t want to message him and say those dreadful words “ We need to talk” Was he ending this? No but she needed to know what was going on especially if we’re life was in danger. 

The brunette had drove to Star Labs; knowing her boyfriend; a speedster at heart. She had gotten to the lab; stepping inside where the lights peeked on. I had said hello to Caitlin who smiled as I spotted Barry in the hall; I was a girl on a mission. A stern expression; as I asked. “ Who is Savitar?” I asked being coy; knowing if Barry trusted me he’d be honest if he was playing scared he’d hide it and my answer of what to do would be made up. I liked Barry; may even love him; he was the boy I craved; the one I longed for. But not based on lies; what we had was meant to be real with each other. 

That meant letting me in. Arms pulled to teether across my chest.