Sorry this is late. I had a ton of homework and part two and three of my dance showcase.
Prompt from Chooch 77. Iris sees the confrontation between Reverse Flash and Barry when she's in the stadium for some reason.
"I just don't know what to do, Megan." Iris sat down and began to complain to one of the few girls she had been friends with since high school. She had spent most of her time with Barry, so she hadn't had many other friends to begin with. Iris hadn't needed anyone else because she had had her mad scientist best friend that took care of anything and everything that she needed or wanted without hesitation. But now she found herself desperately wishing she had more female friends that she could go to for advice.
"I need more background to this statement, hon." Megan turned attentive eyes on Iris. Iris never came to her for things like this, at least not while Barry was out of his coma. "Is Barry suffering from some long term effects of the lightning strike or something?" She was worried.
Iris sucked in a deep breath. "Could that still happen? Nothing has happened yet, could he really still be in danger?" Her heart beat faster. This was hard enough to deal with, so Barry was not allowed to be sick. That would not be fair.
"If you don't know then he's probably just fine, Iris. You just don't usually come to me when you need help. You've always gone to Barry." Megan's words set off the tears that had been silently restrained in her eyes, and Megan still didn't truly understand why.
"Barry told me he loved me. Like as more than a friend, but I've already agreed to move in with Eddie. Then there's the thing with the Flash on top of that."
"Iris, you have had a massive crush on Barry since second grade, which I personally, would characterize as creepy and in love all at the same time. If a prior agreement to move in with someone was all it took to stop love, this world would be empty and meaningless. You're not married Iris, you haven't even moved your stuff to his place yet. I have seen you with Barry, and I've seen you with Eddie. You light up whenever you see Barry, and if he's sad, your mood immediately dampens. With Eddie, you've ignored his phone calls, your smiles have seemed more and more forced as you've been with him, and Iris, you talked about Barry being in love with you and your excuse was 'I've already agreed to move in with Eddie.' You were talking about love and Barry, but you rebutted it with an agreement. Iris, you wouldn't say you love Eddie because you don't. It's always been you and Barry, and it always will be."
"That doesn't clear up what I feel with the Flash." Iris wanted, desperately, for her friend to be wrong, but she knew Megan was right. Megan was always right when it came to relationship problems.
"I don't know what's been going on with you and the Flash. You stopped talking about him constantly."
"He attacked Eddie, and he told me another metahuman caused it. I believed him, but I still told him never to contact me again. He- he hasn't." Iris stuttered the last sentence.
"You're obviously upset that he followed your command, so why did you give it?" This conversation was starting to feel a lot like therapy.
"I needed him to be gone, but-but I didn't want him to be. I've had feeling for him. It's . . . Megan, I'm so confused." Iris laid her head down on the table and sighed.
"Iris, is it possible that what you feel for the Flash is just because he has superpowers and you feel like a superhero movie love interest? Or maybe because he's a mystery?" Megan asked. She was worried that Iris would be mad, but the question needed to be asked.
"I wish." Was Iris's mumbled answer. "I feel the same way as with Barry
"Ok, I'm going to do something I shouldn't. My fiancé works as a janitor down at the Stadium, and he says that whenever he's there at night he gets the answers he needs. I'm going to give you my key." Megan dug in her purse and pulled out the key to the stadium. "I think Matt's just a bit crazy where this is concerned, but maybe it will help you too."
Iris slid the key into her pocket and thanked her friend. She told herself she would go that night.
"Before you go let's make sure we have this narrowed down to two. OK?"
Iris nodded.
"The first thing that pops into your head, say it. Barry or Eddie?"
"Barry." Iris paused. "Wow. That worked." Iris was shocked that it had been so natural, but the more she thought about it the more Barry seemed like the obvious choice. He had always been there for her, he was sweet, and he was hers. Eddie hadn't been in her life that long, and it was fun to be with him, but Megan was right; she was happier when she was hanging out with Barry than when she was sleeping with Eddie.
Barry stood looking out his window when he saw it. Saw him. The man in the yellow suit. Then man who killed his mother and framed his father. He was on a rooftop not too far from the precinct watching, waiting. The yellow suited man ran down the building, Barry took off without his suit to catch the man.
They stopped in an alley and the man faced Barry as if taunting him.
"It was you. You were the one on my house that night. You killed my mother!" Barry's voice rose with each sentence. "WHY!?"
"If you want to know that, you're gonna have to catch me." Yep definitely taunting. Yellow took off and Barry followed.
They ran through the streets of Central City as fast as they could. Barry began to realize that he was not nearly fast enough to catch the other man. Yellow stopped inside the stadium. Barry didn't even have time to wonder why it was unlocked. The stadium lights turned on, and the other speedster reappeared in front of him. Neither of them noticed the woman sitting in the stands in shock, thinking Megan's fiancé, Matt, was definitely right about this stadium bringing the answers to all questions.
The two speedsters ran towards each other. Barry was pushing himself to reach as high a speed as he could. He was regretting not taking extra time on the treadmill like Dr. Wells had suggested. Barry flipped over his enemy's shoulder and the metahuman stood over him looking down on him.
"Not fast enough, Flash." His voice vibrated, and it sounded familiar to Barry, but he just couldn't place it.
Yellow took off running through the seats with Red farther behind than he hoped, but close enough to continue fighting as they ran. Iris didn't know where a safe place to move would be, so she stayed in place. The Reverse Flash didn't notice her, but she had a feeling that Barry had.
They found their way back down to the field, and Barry was thrown to the ground again. He grunted as the man in yellow kicked him, ran off, and repeated several times.
"Who are you?" Barry shouted.
"You know who I am, Barry." The yellow suited man started beating him again, and Barry was once again thrown down to the ground.
"I don't know who you are!" Barry half stood half leaned on the ground.
"But you do, Barry. We've been at this a long time, you and I, but I'm always one step ahead." He continued to disguise his voice.
Barry threw a punch but the Reverse Flash dodged it easily, and returned it with his own before running off. When he came back around to Barry, he grabbed him by his shirt and threw him to the ground this time holding him down.
"It is your destiny to lose to me, Flash. Just as it was your mother's destiny to die that night." The man in yellow who had haunted Barry all his life ran off into the night before Barry could even rise to his feet.
He sat up slightly, but it hurt too much, and he collapsed back to the ground. Iris ran out of the stands and knelt by his side.
"Barry? Barry!" She gently shook his shoulder trying to make sure she didn't hurt him.
"Oww. Iris, what are you doing here? You could have been hurt." Barry groaned and opened his eyes to look up at his best friend.
"It doesn't matter we need to get you help." Iris was starting to panic. Even after nine months of visiting his motionless body, he was not used to seeing her careful best friend injured.
"It does matter, and I'm fine, Iris. I heal fast, it comes with the speed."
"So that's why you eat so much." Iris laughed.
"Don't try to change the subject. Why are you here?" Barry looked up at her with pleading eyes, and she cracked.
Barry listened intently with a growing smile as he listened to her conversation with Megan earlier that day.
"Sooooooooo, where do we go from here?" Barry asked when she had finished.
"We go here." Iris leaned down to Barry as he began to sit up. They bumped their heads and laughed. Then they both sank deeply into a kiss.