It was 2:15 am and just like the past four nights, Wally was sitting on the corner of his bed, leaning against the wall. Eyes wide as he stared of into the dark. Hands tapping his thighs to the beat of the music coming from his head phones.
His head turned towards the door as he heard movement from outside his room. Hands instantly stopping their movements. He tensed when he heard his father grumble something just outside his door before hearing a door close. He heard the flushing of the toilet and didn't dare move until he was sure his dad was gone again. Even then, he hadn't moved for another five minutes.
When he did, he let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the wall. He waited.
Ten minutes.
Thirty minutes.
Fifty minutes.
When an hour came, the red head was snoring slightly. He thought that maybe, for the first time in days it would be okay, but that thought didn't last long. He started twitching. After a minute the twitching turned to jerking. His body jerked violently and the speedster awoke with a jolt.
His breathing was heavy as he lowered his head down to glare at the bed. His hands started their tapping again. His once lively bright green eyes turned dull found their gaze on the familiar spot on the opposite wall.
Just like the past four nights, he stared at that wall.
He didn't understand. What was wrong with him? Why couldn't he sleep?
He could feel the affects of the sleepless nights slowly taking a tole on his body. He's losing energy and eating can only go so far. He ate more often and when he did, it was more than usual. The team and Barry noticed but he passed it off as just running more, using more energy. They didn't know he was trying to make up for the sleepless nights.
He felt it in the back of his head first. He groaned as the usual headache travel to the front of his head. With a shaking hand, he reached for the bottle of Tylenol on his bedside table. Shaking out two pills, he popped them into his mouth and swallowed them dry.
That was another thing about not being able to sleep. He would constantly get headaches that, even with taking pain relievers, would almost leave him paralyzed. They would hit randomly and when they did, they would stay for hours. Constantly making his temples throb with pain.
It took all of his self-control to hide them when at the Mountain or on patrol. When anyone ever noticed him wince from the force of the throbbing and asked, he would simply pass it off as being hungry. Being Kid Flash it was easy to convince them it was only that.
But maybe he'll tell them soon. Maybe he'll ask for help. He'll stop being stubborn and realize that he had a problem. A problem that wasn't going to go away on it's on. Maybe he will someday, just not today.
With the headache slightly dulled he tried again. Hoping that he would finally get some shut eye.
Once again he sat there, waiting.
Thirty minutes passed, sleep was creeping forward. Freckled cheeks lifted as a small smile came upon the pale face. He welcomed sleep with open arms.
.
.
The twitching started. Slowly at first, but then quickly turned into jerks. Soon the red head jolted awake, breath quick and hard as sweat rolled down his forehead.
Taking a glance at the clock, he growled and swore when he took noticed that he only got thirty minutes this time. For the third time that night he was tapping away to the beat of his music and staring at the stupid wall. His hopes crushed for the fifth night in a row.
And just like the past four nights, Wally didn't get an hour of sleep.
A/N: Okay not fully satisfied with this but it's currently 2:46 in the morning. Soo whatever.
It's kinda what I'm dealing with right now but honestly to a lower extent. Sleep deprived, only recent and I'm taking pills for it. Headaches, dear lordy I swear they're gonna kill me.
Review tell me how it is, may continue this one if people would like you just have to askkk
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