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She shut herself away. There was nothing else she could do.

Lena had told Kara that she was going to be afraid when she started feelings things again but she hadn't realized just how bad that feeling would be.

Lena had tried. She had called Kara the next day, arranging to meet up but when that time actually came, she bailed, made an excuse and stayed at home.

At times, she hadn't even shown up at work.

Things were getting worse and she couldn't control it.

Kara had tried calling her and she had ignored all her calls.

Hector, her executive assistant had called her and she'd told him she wasn't feeling well.

The only thing left to try was for Supergirl to show up. Again.

Lena had tried all different ways of getting this out of her system but nothing had worked.

She had written it all down on countless pieces of paper that were now scattered on the floor of her apartment. She had tried yoga, exercising, tai-chi, meditating (all in the privacy of her own home of course) but nothing could stop the feeling she was trying so hard to bury.

She missed Kara, yet she couldn't see her. She wanted to hear her voice but knew she would break if she did, and the worst part in all this? She knew Kara didn't and never would, feel the same.

Lena had gotten used to staying in watching crappy daytime TV and not bothering with make up, she even got take-out instead of actually cooking.

She knew what her mother would say if she saw her looking like this.

Lena Luthor, what the hell is wrong with you?!

A deep crease appeared between the Luthor's eyebrows and she got up, going over to her kitchen cabinets and pulling out an extra large bag of chips.

She didn't need her mother's approval or anyone else's for that matter.

She sat back down on her couch with a huff and turned her TV up louder to drown out the thoughts in her head.

Lena hadn't realized that she'd dozed off until a sharp knock came at her door.

She jumped awake, the bag of chips were resting on her stomach and the TV playing was playing some happy families commercial.

She sat up and switched the TV off, hoping that whoever was on the other side of the door would go away.

"Lena?"

Kara. Dammit!

"Lena, I know you're in there!" Kara called.

Lena stayed silent.

"Look, I don't know what's going on with you. Maybe you're taking Jack's death a whole lot harder than I thought and I'm sorry if you are but Lena, please...just talk to me."

Silence.

Lena heard Kara sigh.

"Fine. Y'know what? I'm just going to sit here until you decide to talk or let me in. Either way, Lena, I'm not going anywhere."

Lena rolled her eyes.

Did she have to be so dramatic?

She heard a bag drop and then what she imagined was Kara sitting down, resting back against the door.

"Still not talking?"

Nope. Lena thought, that stubborn streak shining through.

"OK, well I think this is being a little childish. You're an adult and should be able to talk to people. If you think you're so messed up, go see a shrink if you can't talk to me!"

Lena smirked.

Then she heard Kara sigh loudly.

"Lena, I just want to help you."

Lena moved silently to the door and quietly sat down and rested her back against it.

If you could see both sides of the door, Kara and Lena were sitting back to back, only a door separating them.

"You can't..." Lena said softly.

Kara's voice sounded relieved.

"Lena?"

Nothing again.

"Lena, are you there?"

"Yeah...I'm here." Lena replied, her voice still soft and quiet.

"Why don't you think I can help you?" Kara asked, talking slowly.

Lena sighed and rested her head back against the door.

"Because..." Lena couldn't finish her sentence.

"OK, I understand this is hard for you, Lena. I've never seen you like this-well, not so much seen because I can't see you, but you get what I mean." Kara babbled.

Lena smiled warmly.

Kara could be incredibly cute when she babbled.

"I do." Lena answered.

"Anyway, I just want to help but I can't do that if I don't know what's wrong with you." Kara told her gently.

Lena nodded even though she knew Kara couldn't see her.

"Maybe if you started slow. I can't see you, can't reach you. I'm not going to interrupt you or do anything. Just try...please, Lena."

Lena bit her lip and nodded as tears fell down her face. It was better that Kara couldn't see her. If she was going to confess anything, now would be a good a time as any.

"I'm afraid." Lena started, her voice trembling.

"OK, that's a good start. What are you afraid of?"

"Myself. The way I'm feeling." Lena admitted as the tears kept coming.

"Lena, I'm just going to let you talk now, OK? I won't ask any questions. You just say everything as though you're alone. How does that sound?"

"Terrifying."

"I know but you can do this. I know you can."

Lena nodded.

"OK."

Kara waited patiently.

Lena took in a deep breath and then closed her eyes as she let everything she was trying to hold back, come forward.

"I've been feeling differently towards someone. It scares me and I know they don't feel the same. That's what makes this harder because in the past, when someone didn't return how I felt, I could just back away and leave them alone but...I can't. Not this time and Kara, it's killing me."

More tears came and Kara could hear her sobbing. She wanted to kick the door down and wrap her friend in her arms and hug her until all the pain she was feeling went away.

But she had made a promise and as much as it hurt her, she stayed silent, waiting for Lena to say more. Kara was sure there was more.

"I think these feelings have always been there but I had too much to concern myself with so I didn't pay any attention to them. I mean there was that thing with my mother and Cadmus, I got framed and broken out of prison, and then Jack died and since then it's all been...I don't know, but you've helped me so much and I think...that maybe...maybe you've helped me to feel again."

This time, Lena waited to see if Kara would say something.

Lena turned slightly and placed her hand on the door, imaging that Kara was doing the same and feeling a little comfort in that.

"Kara, I don't know how to make you understand so I'm just going to say it; I'm in love with you."

Lena waited but Kara said nothing.

On the other side of the door, Kara sat with her back still to the door, her eyes wide.

Of all the things she had expected Lena Luthor to admit to, she didn't think that would be one of them.

"Kara? You can say something now." Lena said with a nervous chuckle.

Kara swallowed.

How did you respond to something like that? How did Kara feel about it?

Panic suddenly gripped her and she got to her feet as quietly as she could.

She turned away from the door and began creeping along the hallway.

There was a click and Kara squeezed her eyes shut as Lena opened the door behind her and peered out into the hallway.

"Kara?"

Kara bit her lip and opened her eyes, turning back to look at Lena.

Her eyes were red and she looked dejected. Frightened too.

"Lena...I'm sorry but I can't do this right now."

Lena hung her head and nodded slowly.

"It's alright...I understand."

Kara then watched as she went back inside and shut the door quietly.

Author's Note- Thanks guys for all the favorites/follows and reviews, it means a lot! :)

So Kara has ran out on Lena! :o Probably not the best idea considering how hard it was for Lena to open up to her but stay with this and see how Kara deals with it herself.

Lena might not be the only one who has been struggling with something ;)