AN: Hey Guys! Sorry the chapter is kinda short, but I'll make it up to you! The next chapter should be out soon I already have it all planned out. Warning: Depictions of torture? I know it's spoiler ish but yeah, if that kind of stuff triggers you or anything than I suggest you don't read. Anyways enjoy! Reviews are appreciated !

Oliver had just come back from a particularly rough night as the Green Arrow. He walked into the foundry slamming his bow on the table in frustration.

"What's going on with you Oliver? You haven't been giving it your all ever since you started training Barry." Dig asked. He noticed Oliver's been distracted, like training Barry has been too much for him.

"I don't know John. I don't think I can train him anymore, he's showing almost no improvement and I don't know if I can do this anymore." Oliver sighed.

"Talk to him, you need to talk to him about it Oliver."

"Yeah, you're right. I'll tell him tomorrow in person" Oliver said. He wasn't exactly looking forward to breaking the news to Barry. He knew Barry wouldn't be happy about it but he had to do it, for both of their sakes.

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Barry was already sitting at one of the tables in Jitters when Oliver arrived. He greeted Barry with a small smile as he took a seat across from him. "Hi Barry, how are you?" Oliver asked.

"I'm doing fine" Barry said before handing Oliver a cup of coffee. "Black just the way you like it..the coffee! I mean, the coffee is black because you like coffee..black" Barry trailed off awkwardly. "Anyways, what did you want to talk about" Barry asked taking a sip of his coffee.

Oliver sighed as he mentally scrambled to figure out how to break it to Barry in the nicest way possible. There wasn't really any other way to say it so Oliver was just blunt. "I'm not going to train you anymore."

Barry nearly spit out his coffee. "Wh-what? Why?" Barry asked clearly taken back and hurt.

Great. This is going to be a lot harder than he thought. "You haven't been improving and you're nowhere near ready to get back on the field." Oliver said calmly. "I just-we're not getting anywhere with this training other than you getting injured and I just don't think… I don't thi-"

"You don't think I can do it" Barry finished for him.

"Barry..I-I didn't say that" Oliver stated firmly. He felt bad, he wasn't trying to upset Barry but he was obviously failing at that. "I just don't think you're improving at a fast-enough rate for you to be ready to fight again" Oliver said watching Barry's expression carefully.

"What are you talking about? I'm almost ready, we just fought that Claker meta last week!" Barry nearly shouted.

"Yeah, and you would have died if I wasn't there." Oliver said, he was starting to lose patience.

"Oliver, I can improve, I swear I can. Just give me more time, train me some more and I'll get better! Trust me." Barry pleaded. He was not going to let Oliver just give up on him like this.

"Listen, Barry." Oliver took a deep breath before continuing. "Until you get your powers, I think you should stick to forensics" Oliver regretted those words the minute they came out of his mouth. Barry had tears brimming his eyes, he looked like he was going to cry.

"So, all that talk about you believing in me, is just bull shit? You said I could inspire people, that I could be a hero" Barry said his voice slightly cracking. Oh god, was he really crying? In front of Oliver too? Could this get anymore humiliating? "You lied!" Barry yelled tears finally slipping down his cheek.

Oliver's heart broke at the sight in front of him. "I do believe in you Barry, don't say that" Oliver said in attempt to calm Barry down. He wasn't lying, of course he believed in Barry and it hurt him that Barry didn't think so.

"No, Oliver. You used to believe in me when I still had my speed." Barry said as he stood up. "Now you're just like everyone else. Like Joe, and Cisco, and Caitlin. You don't think I can do anything without my speed, you think I'm useless?!" Barry shouted furiously trying to fight back tears.

"You know that's not true Barry" Oliver said calmly standing up and placing a hand on Barry's shoulder. Barry shrugged Oliver hand off and backed away. "I don't care what you think, I don't care if you don't believe in me. I'm going to fight with or without your help" and with that Barry stormed out of the coffee shop leaving Oliver there alone.

Oliver didn't go after him, he knew it would just make Barry angrier. He decided to stay at a hotel in Central City overnight. He would talk to Barry later giving him time to calm himself down.

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Barry was glad to see that S.T.A.R. labs was empty when he arrived. He really needed to be alone right now. Oliver's words really crushed his confidence, Barry really thought he was improving and to have the one person he looked up to most not believing in him was a hard pill to swallow.

Barry was pulled out of his thoughts when the computer monitor beeped signaling a meta human attack. Barry grabbed his flash suit and drove to the warehouse that the metahuman was supposedly at. He didn't bother telling anyone, it's not like they believed in him anyways. It was time to prove them wrong. Barry got out of the car scouting the area looking for any possible place that the meta may be. What Barry didn't expect was to be tackled to the floor by some heavy man.

"What? You're not a meta" Barry stuttered.

"No, I'm not. I just want to have some fun." The man abruptly punched on the head knocking him unconscious.

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When Barry woke up the first thing he noticed was that his head hurt like hell. He looked up to find that his arms had been chained over his head forcing him to stand. He was no longer in flash suit. Barry groaned as he looked around wherever he was. He was in some sort of cell, ah now he remembered how he got here it was that man from the warehouse.

"Finally, I thought you'd never wake up" said man chuckled as he walked up in front of Barry's cell.

"What do you want from me" Barry said mustering up all the anger he could find.

"I already told you, I want to have some fun" The man let out a maniacal smile as unlocked the cage and stepped in with a cart of some unpleasant looking weapons.

Barry widened his eyes now realizing what the man was planning on doing. He tried moving back but his movement was restricted due to the chains that were tying him up, leaving him vulnerable. The man just chuckled as he slowly sharpened one of his knives. "You're not going anywhere kid" and with that he sliced the sword across Barry's chest as Barry let out a gut wrenching scream. The man continued doing this until Barry was almost soaked in blood.

"Don't pass out on me yet, we're just getting started"