Well guys. I'm back. This is a really really short chapter though and I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy it though!
Barry Allen's POV
The moment I strolled into star labs, I knew something was wrong. Why was Iris crying? And why was Cisco staring into nothingness, with a crease between his brows? Then I looked at Caitlin, and it clicked: She was holding one of my razor blades. That meant she went over my things in the bathroom, which meant she saw the cloth stained with fresh blood, which meant...
They knew.
Of course, first thing, was to deny that the razor blade was mine, no matter how pointless it seemed. So I put on a smile, and greeted everyone.
"What's up, guys?"
They averted their gaze from the floor, to me. Intense silence filled the room. I nearly forgot what I came here for until I saw my suit. Right. Crime fighting. There's a bank robbery in Central City Bank, and I need Cisco to fill me in and give me necessary data, for example hostage situation and if our big bad criminal is a meta human.
"So, umm, I came here because of a robbery in Central City Bank, and I need-"
"Barry, what is this?" Iris asked with a shaky voice and teary eyes as she held up the razor blade.
Inwardly I panicked. But then, panicking would just give me away, wouldn't it?
"I don't know Iris, but can we come back to that later? I need to help those people in the bank-"
"Stop pretending you don't know about this Barry! We found this in your toilet!"
My mind screamed at me to think of a believable lie. Lie. Lie. Lie.
"Why are you going through my stuff? And stuff in my bathroom doesn't necessarily have to be mine now does it. It can be Joe's, seeing as he has a more serious shaving problem compared to me right? Now can we go catch the criminal robbing the bank?"
"Yup, Barry's right-"
"Thank you, Cisco." When did he start typing into his tablet?
"There is a hostage situation in the bank. But we will talk about this when you come back Barry. Don't even think about us letting you off the hook."
I groaned inwardly. For the umpteenth time, LEAVE ME. THE HELL. ALONE. Do you people not understand the word privacy? Going through people's stuff? I'd thought they'd be better than that.
That's how you wanna play it? Fine. I'll at lease have some time to come up with a convincing lie.
After helping those people in the bank, instead of speeding back to star labs like I usually do, I walked back. Coming up with a credible story is not as easy as it seems.
My best bet, it that they have forgotten about the whole deal.
Unfortunately, I am not that lucky.
"We need to talk." Three of them stood in front of me as I entered star labs.
Well, let the interrogation begin.
Short chapter again and I apologise. I was in a hurry cuz I have to leave for 4 straight hours of tutorials. Ugh. Again, sorry for the crappy language and grammatical errors. Please review! And I hope you enjoyed it!