When Barry woke up the next day, his first instinct was to check if what happened wasn’t a dream. After making sure no one else was in the room, he slowly reached for his hips and let his hands slip to his legs. Yes! He was feeling it. There was tickling all over what used to be his dead-limbs, painful tickling, but it was better than nothing. There was tears forming in his eyes. Barry wiped them quickly when he heard sound in the cortex.
He looked up to see Caitlin entering the room, looking directly at him.
‘’Hey! You’re awake! No more nightmares?’’
He shook his head.
‘’Don’t worry about Zoom, dude.’’ Said Cisco, entering the room in Caitlin’s footstep. ‘’Once you’re back on your feet, we’ll figure a way to kick his ass.’’
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Barry could still hear the hope in the voice and his heart ached at it.
‘’Hopefully…’’ trailed Caitlin.’’At least he’s getting the rest his body needs for now.’’
To tell the truth, Barry barely slept last night, but he wasn’t going to admit it. He had a very hard time falling asleep, in part because of the pain being his constant companion, but mostly because of the choice he made. And, when darkness claimed him, nightmares of Zoom’s attack assaulted him, catapulting him back in the real world, shaking, sweating, breathless.
He waited to be alone in the room to test the limit of what he could do with his legs. He started by moving his toes, before trying with his lowers legs, succeeding in both cases, even if all the movements left him grinding through his teeth from the pain growing up in his back, leaving him painting for a moment. Happy with the progress, Barry figured the next step would be sitting up. Once he got his breathing under control and the pain was back at a manageable level, he decided to go for a try.
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The speedster would stay awake at night, wondering if he was losing his sanity. All logic would dictate to tell the truth, his friends has been there for him, always will. Right? But what if, just what if his mind was right. He could either tell his friends he was starting to get better and risk their wrath, risk being throw away like some unwanted leftover for lying and being such a coward or keep on lying and risk being throw away for being useless to them.
The only way out was running. That was the only logical thought in his irrational mind. Which was ironic considering running was the one thing he couldn’t do right now. That was the plan, like a hurt and cornered animal, he needed an opening to make a run for it.
On the 5th day since waking up, once it became clear to rest of Team Flash the condition might never chance, they decided to go forward with Eobard’s chair. Barry didn't even need to fake grunts of pain as his best friend helped him get out of the bed and in the chair. The bright side, if there was any, is that while Barry was putting all his concentration on keeping the pain and his breathing under control, he coudn't see the guilt in his doctoc friend's eyes, bitting her lips.
''I'm so sorry Barry, I should've find something to make you better. '' She told him earlier that
He looked up to see Caitlin entering the room, looking directly at him.
‘’Hey! You’re awake! No more nightmares?’’
He shook his head.
‘’Don’t worry about Zoom, dude.’’ Said Cisco, entering the room in Caitlin’s footstep. ‘’Once you’re back on your feet, we’ll figure a way to kick his ass.’’
There it …show more content…
Barry could still hear the hope in the voice and his heart ached at it.
‘’Hopefully…’’ trailed Caitlin.’’At least he’s getting the rest his body needs for now.’’
To tell the truth, Barry barely slept last night, but he wasn’t going to admit it. He had a very hard time falling asleep, in part because of the pain being his constant companion, but mostly because of the choice he made. And, when darkness claimed him, nightmares of Zoom’s attack assaulted him, catapulting him back in the real world, shaking, sweating, breathless.
He waited to be alone in the room to test the limit of what he could do with his legs. He started by moving his toes, before trying with his lowers legs, succeeding in both cases, even if all the movements left him grinding through his teeth from the pain growing up in his back, leaving him painting for a moment. Happy with the progress, Barry figured the next step would be sitting up. Once he got his breathing under control and the pain was back at a manageable level, he decided to go for a try.
Bad …show more content…
The speedster would stay awake at night, wondering if he was losing his sanity. All logic would dictate to tell the truth, his friends has been there for him, always will. Right? But what if, just what if his mind was right. He could either tell his friends he was starting to get better and risk their wrath, risk being throw away like some unwanted leftover for lying and being such a coward or keep on lying and risk being throw away for being useless to them.
The only way out was running. That was the only logical thought in his irrational mind. Which was ironic considering running was the one thing he couldn’t do right now. That was the plan, like a hurt and cornered animal, he needed an opening to make a run for it.
On the 5th day since waking up, once it became clear to rest of Team Flash the condition might never chance, they decided to go forward with Eobard’s chair. Barry didn't even need to fake grunts of pain as his best friend helped him get out of the bed and in the chair. The bright side, if there was any, is that while Barry was putting all his concentration on keeping the pain and his breathing under control, he coudn't see the guilt in his doctoc friend's eyes, bitting her lips.
''I'm so sorry Barry, I should've find something to make you better. '' She told him earlier that