ClHAPTER 10
"What the hell do you mean, I killed her? You can't accuse me of something that I haven't done. For God's sake, I haven't even met your wife, Mark. So why don't you directly get to the point, huh?" asked Joe, confused as to what Mark was saying. He closed the door and sat down on the chair.
To his words, Mark just laughed and said, "You're right, you are one of the good people aren't you? You never do anything that would hurt someone. You don't have a bad bone in your body."
"Hey, why don't you just cut the crap and get to the point. I don't have all day," said Joe as he got up from the chair ready to leave.
"The last job I did with my father was because I had no other option. I needed the money. I owed people money, and it was time to pay them back. So I decided to do it," he said as he paused for a minute, "My wife couldn't pay their money back after you arrested me. We lost everything that day. Our home, money, business, family, every single thing. It broke her down completely. She gave up on everything and killed herself. She hanged herself to death," he said as he stared at Joe with hatred and anger in his eyes, blaming him for destroying his life.
Hearing this, Joe just sat there in complete silence. For the first time in his life he sat there completely still, not knowing how to react to the situation. As he was about to get up from his chair he heard Mark yelling, "Who will give me justice for what happened to my wife, huh?"
To this, Joe just said one statement sadly, "You dug your own grave, Mark," and left the room. As he was walking to his desk the captain came to him and told Joe worriedly, "You need to get to the hospital right now, Joe. Iris gave me a call saying that you were not picking up your phone."
"What happened, captain? Is Barry okay?" he asked worriedly seeing the expression on his face.
"I don't know, Joe. She just told me to tell you to get to the hospital ASAP," said captain Singh. Joe quickly just grabbed his jacket and left the precinct.
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"What's taking so long? Dr. Wells should have been out by now. It's nearly four hours now since they took him for surgery," said Caitlin, pacing the floor. They had been sitting in the waiting room for over three hours now. Three hours that's what the doctor had said for the surgery. "He's going to be fine right?" asked Caitlin, worried.
"Hey, Caitlin, why don't you sit down for a while? You're making me feel dizzy with all the pacing."
"God, I am so sorry, Iris. I'm just worried, you know?" she said nervously as she sat down.
"I understand. I'm feeling the same way, but I know that he is going to be fine. I mean after everything that he has gone through he is not going to give up now," said Iris positively.
Just when Caitlin was about to reply Joe came running to the hospital.
"Iris, is Barry okay? What happened?"
"Dad relax, Barry is fine. I was just worried about you. I haven't seen you the full day, and I tried calling you, but you weren't picking up your phone, so I got scared and gave captain Singh a call," said Iris.
"Iris, you scared the crap out of me," said Joe, breathing a sigh of relief. He didn't know what would have happened if something had gone wrong with Barry. After everything Mark had said he knew that he was the reason that everything bad had happened. "How long will it take for his surgery? Shouldn't he be done?" asked Joe, looking at his watch.
"Iris, the doctor is here," said Caitlin as she walked a little further, waiting for him to speak. Soon both of them followed Caitlin's path, and Iris, like a journalist, started attacking the doctor with questions.
"How was the surgery, doctor? Is he going to be okay?"
To this, the doctor just smiled and started, "The surgery was a success. We didn't have any complications during surgery. Everything went smoothly as expected. We were able to place the pin in effectively."
Everyone let out the breath that they were holding.
"Is he awake? Can we see him?" asked Joe.
"He was just waking up as he was moved into the ICU. He will be groggy, which is completely normal. He may also be in some pain and discomfort which is also normal, but we have him on a course of pain killers which should help deal with the pain. If you all are ready I can take you to him."
Nodding, everyone followed the doctor as quick as they could wanting to make sure that Barry was really okay. It wasn't that they didn't trust doctor. They just wanted to see him with their own eyes.
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Barry moved his head from side to side. He felt like his leg was on fire. He closed his eyes, trying to relive what he just saw. He had no idea what it was. He remembered seeing his mom, talking to his mom. She was there with him the entire time. She showed him something, but he couldn't remember what it was. He couldn't remember anything. Her last words, her goodbye, nothing at all. He closed his eyes, thinking that maybe his mind was just playing a sick trick on him and when he opens them all things will come back to him. But this time when he opened them he could hear someone, a woman, talking. He quickly turned his head to see her, disappointment taking place on his face. It was Linda, his nurse. She was telling him something with a smile on her face.
"How are you, tough guy?"
He just blinked once so that she could leave him alone. At least someone was smiling, he thought to himself, annoyed. He had been naïve in thinking that he will be able to recollect everything that happened in his dream. His thoughts were soon broken when the door pushed open, showing his family and Dr. Wells.
"Hello, Barry, how are you feeling? You up to seeing some visitors?" asked Dr. Wells with a smile.
Barry just blinked once sluggishly. He was soon eloped in a hug by Iris, following Caitlin and Joe. His gaze followed Iris, who was constantly looking at his leg after every few seconds. Slowly he moved his head to an upright position so that he could see what had been done to his leg. His first glance at his leg made him regret his move. It looked horrible and ugly. It was so heavy, and he could see the pin.
Seeing the expression on his face, Dr. Wells said, "I know it's not very appealing, son, but you need to remember that it will help you to walk, and it will only be for a few weeks. Also you need to keep your leg as still as possible so that you don't undo the progress that you have done."
Hearing this, Barry just wanted to run away from the hospital. He knew the doctor was helping him make a full recovery, but he felt like he was in some jail. Seeing the expression on his face, Caitlin sat down beside him and held his hand, reassuring him that everything will be alright.
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It had been five weeks since Barry was hospitalised. Everything was going alright, which was good since a lot had happened. The good news is that the last robber, James, was caught, and everyone was put behind bars, and Henriksen, who was also a part of the gang, was given minimum years compared to the others as he had helped them find the other gang members.
Barry was healing and recovering very well. He could now sit upright without any help from anyone, and stay awake a longer time than he used to. His morphine had been reduced, causing him to stay alert and active. The only problem that was concerning everyone was that Barry had started having nightmares. He use to wake up in the middle of the night with his hand on his chest breathing heavily. The nightmares had been frequent every alternate day. Once Joe saw him crying in the middle of the night after his nightmare, but when he confronted him Barry ignored the topic making Joe more worried.
Since then Joe stays with Barry to calm him down. These last few days had been heavy with drama from Barry. He refused to take his medication through his IV, as it used to make him vulnerable, vulnerable to more dreams. They even had to restrain him once as started removing his IV from his uninjured hand and nearly fell of the hospital bed, but today everyone's day had been amazing after a long time. Dr. Wells had finally removed the wire from his jaw. He still couldn't eat with his mouth, but they had finally heard him say one word after a very long time. Well, it wasn't very clear, but you can't complain when that person's jaw was fractured.
"Hey Barr, what are you watching?" asked Iris as she entered the room. She quickly handed her dad the coffee cup from jitters, and he gladly accepted it giving her a smile. To this, she just said "you're welcome" and sat down next to Barry.
"No ... id-idea," said Barry, looking at Iris. He was so tired and in pain that he was not exactly concentrating on the television. He just wanted to press the call button for more morphine, but he didn't want to have those nightmares again. He didn't want to remember what happened to him.
"You know dad, we should talk to the doctor so that we can get him out for a few minutes. He will feel better," said Iris as she removed a take out from her bag, "This is your favourite dish, dad. Eat it up while it's hot."
She quickly handed the food to his dad.
"Here's your fork and knife."
As she was handing out the knife to her father, Iris dropped the knife on the floor, causing it to make a loud noise, but no one noticed the dark expression on Barry's face as he was staring at the knife, the sound making him jump. His thoughts were broken away as Joe spoke.
"You know he can't go anywhere, he's stuck here for a little while..."
As the words left from Joe's mouth a million things blurred through Barry's mind. He started staring at his room, he was at Joe's house in the living room. He and Mark were fighting. He was being punched as if he was a punching bag.
"Barry Allen, You see, it wasn't that hard. So when I had asked you, you should have said it then," he said with a smirk, smacking Barry on the face, "It would have saved a lot of time and energy of mine, and you wouldn't have been lying in this position on the floor begging and crying for help."
He got up and went to the kitchen table and removed a knife from the knife stand. He quickly bent down near Barry and cut him just above his heart and pressed it there till Barry squirmed in pain. He laughed at the scene in front of him and dragged the knife all the way to his abdomen and stuck it inside him.
Barry screamed, but Mark didn't care. He twisted the knife, causing Barry more pain. Barry bit his lip so that he could stop one more scream. Everything was starting to fade around him. He could feel the blood dripping from his abdomen to the floor, the warm sticky blood making him sick. Just as Mark was about to stab him again with the knife, the rest of the men came down and tried to stop him. Barry heard one guy telling Mark, "Please leave him, he's just a kid."
Mark just punched the guy in the face and told him, "Do you want to finish the guy or should I? You all are nothing but cowards who create the mess and can't clean them up without mommy dearest."
"Brother, let me do it," said Clyde with a smile, coming forward, "Let me take something from them for once."
Mark just smiled at Clyde and patted his back. He then passed on the knife to Clyde who just took the knife and threw it away saying, "I don't want to dirty my hands, brother."
He bent down next to Barry, who had his eyes closed. He shook his head with a disappointed look on his face and grabbed his hair causing Barry to open his eyes. "Sorry, kid. This is going to hurt," he said as he started banging Barry's head on the floor with all force. The pain that Barry felt could not be described. It was like someone was constantly pushing him through a brick wall. He could feel his head cracking up like an egg, the difference was that instead of the yellow liquid flowing out it was a dark red liquid.
"Barry, son look at me. Barry, Barr are you okay? Son, answer me," said Joe as he saw Barry staring at the wall and constantly repeating the words "please don't hurt me." He sounded scared and panicked as if he was reliving the whole accident. Seeing that he was completely out of it, Joe pressed the call button numerous times.
Suddenly after a moment Barry stopped speaking and completely went silent. Suddenly his arms started trembling followed by his legs. His eyes rolled back into his head and his body started convulsing. His nose started bleeding and everything just changed in a flash. His son, Barry Allen was having a seizure. His seventeen year old son was having a seizure.
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