This is just a quick one-shot to channel my frustration with tonight's episode. Canon-mostly. Enjoy!

Felicity's hand shook as the door closed behind her. Her footsteps echoed as she stomped down the stairs in her heels. Heels she should have been out of hours ago. Her hands curled into fists as she caught sight of him standing alone in the middle of the training mats. And he wasn't wearing a shirt. Shocker. His mouth opened in question as she advanced on him.

"You are such a Jerk!" She yelled just moments before her fist collided with the corner of his mouth. Her knuckles cracked against his jaw and she yanked her hand back with a gasp of pain.

"What the hell was that for?" He snapped, raising his fingers to his bleeding lip.

She cradled her right hand with her left as she glared up at him furiously.

"You are such a jerk! I can't even believe you! God damn it, Oliver!" She bit her lip to stop from going into an angry ramble.

"Why did you hit me?" He was confused and angry.

And he was an idiot.

"I just left Roy Harper on my couch at home. You know? Where the kid cried himself to sleep because he broke your sister's heart." Her eyes narrowed dangerously as Oliver made to interrupt her. "Except he didn't just decide to break her heart, did he? Huh, Oliver? No, he had some green Vigilante Jackass convince him that it was the best thing for everyone!"

"Felicity, listen-" He started but was cut off when she poked him hard in the chest.

"You are such a fool. You just broke Roy's heart and I can't believe you would do that to Thea. You know why he cheated, Oliver? Because he tried to dump her and she refused. Because they love each other. And she knows he's not okay. She knows he's been lying to her but she loves him anyways. She refused to break up with him because she knows that he needs her. So he broke her heart. Because he trusted an idiot. You're the idiot, by the way. In case I wasn't clear earlier. You are the most infuriating idiot I've ever known!" She poked him again as her vicious diatribe ended.

He was angry. His eyes were narrowed and his mouth was set in a tight line.

"She's my little sister. And he can't control his anger. I made the right call. It's none of your business, Felicity." He growled.

She let out a humourless laugh. "No, Oliver. It was none of your business. It wasn't your call to make."

Her eyes were beginning to sting with unshed tears and she just knew that she'd be crying before this was over. Because it wasn't over. Not by a long shot.

"Felicity, just-"

"No! Don't Felicity me!" She took a step back and ran a hand through her hair. "It was bad enough when it was just me that your cowardice affected. God damn it, Oliver. You are such a coward."

"Excuse me?" His body was as tense as a bowstring as he stepped into her space. "I am not a coward."

She sniffled. "Yes, you are."

"I am not!" He roared. "Wanting to protect my sister makes me a coward?"

"No, Oliver. Being afraid of letting her live because you're afraid of losing her is what makes you a coward." Her jaw clenched as they squared off. "You deciding what's best for the people who love you instead of letting them love you is what makes you a coward. You pushing everyone away makes you a coward. Because you're too afraid of losing anyone else to really love us the way we deserve. That makes you a coward."

"This isn't about you and I!" He snarled with guilty eyes.

"Of course it's not!" She snapped bitingly. "It's never about the two of us. Because you decided a long time ago that you got to make the decisions in my life. You decided that breaking my heart over and over again was better than actually caring about me." A tear escaped and she swiped at it quickly. "This isn't about us, because I accepted your decision to continually hurt me to save yourself future possible loss. I hate you for it now and then, but I accepted it. Because our mission is more important than getting the guy."

"Felicity, I –" His words were quiet but she cut him off again with a shake of the head.

"This isn't about me, Oliver. This is about you hurting the people around you. How dare you make that decision for Thea and Roy? You keep talking about how full of rage Slade was when Shado died. So why would you ask Roy to give up the one person who keeps him whole? Just her name is enough to bring him out of the dark. And you made him give that up. And that makes you not only cowardly, but selfish." Her eyes cut over the makeshift bed that he'd set up for himself and Sara and she snapped. "And just who the hell do you think you are to be doling out relationship advice, anyways?"

His mouth twisted in anger and his eyes swept over the bed as well. "This isn't about me and Sara and-"

"No, of course it isn't. Because your relationship is the picture of healthy isn't it?" She screamed back. "You two live in the past and drown in each other's darkness. That's great. And hey, you spent the whole day trying to curb her murderous instincts. But yeah, you're right. You definitely have the right to tell two people who actually love each other not to be together." She leveled him with a withering stare.

"Tell me how you really feel, Felicity." He retorted sarcastically.

"Why would I do that, Oliver?" Her voice lost volume as the tears started to fall. "So you can tell me that you can't be with someone you care about again? You've already broken two hearts today, you want to do mine next?" His hand shot out to cup her cheek but she knocked it away. "Or are you going to say something about how much I mean to you and how we're partners? What will it be this time, Oliver? Will you let me down gently, whilst still giving me hope? Or will you stomp on my heart like you did to Roy?"

She stepped back and wiped at her cheeks. His jaw was tight and his eyes burned with regret.

"I've never been more ashamed of anyone than I am of you right now, Oliver." She paused as he flinched beneath the verbal lashing. "I've believed in the mission and you from the very beginning. I fought by your side even when you hurt me. I defended you even when you made me cry. But I am so ashamed of you right now. Because you just hurt two of the most important people in your life and you feel no remorse." She raised her chin. "Something to think on, Ollie."

She turned on her heel and moved to walk away.

"Don't call me that. You never call me that." He pleaded thickly.

She bit her lip and her steps faltered. "That's who you are, isn't it? If you wanted to be seen as the man who came back from the island, the man who loves his family and his friends, the hero, then you should have made a different choice." You're with the wrong woman.

Silence followed her out of the lair. Tears fell freely as she drove home. She sat outside her apartment for a few moments before she managed to put on a brave face.

She introduced Roy Harper to the wonders of Doctor Who that night. She shared her mint chip ice cream and promised to always be his friend.

She was the friend that he needed. She might not be able to fix Oliver's mistakes tonight. But she'd do her very best.

So it's not very happy, but it made me feel a bit better. And I can't be the only one who was frustrated tonight. Thanks for reading!