Barry Allen's POV

We all sat in the room after Caitlin, or killer frost left. To be honest, it didn't really matter which one. Cisco and Iris sat across me, as tears streamed down my face. Angrily, I wiped away some of the tears. Caitlin was right, it's pathetic. I might not have cut myself in 2 weeks, courtesy to team Flash confiscating them, but whose to say I can't go back and do it without anyone noticing.

Tense and uncomfortable silence filled the room. The silence left my head throbbing, thoughts swirling around like some kind of tornado. As usual, Caitlin was right. She was always right. Of course. Everybody in this team hates me, loathes me, abhors me, contempts me. They only pretend to like me because I made my personal problems public, and therefore forcing everyone to take part in this little charade. Who am I kidding, to think that everyone truly forgave me for messing with time. To expect Cisco to exonerate me for killing his brother is like asking me to forgive Eobard Thawne for murdering my mother. I let out a cold chuckle. Here I am, an adult, but still having childish and naive thoughts.

Perhaps, if I could make my punishment permanent, wouldn't that be better?

Abruptly, I stood up, disrupting the silence in the room. Cisco and Iris looked up from their seats with questioning eyes.

"Hey, man, sit down, you know what-"

"Killer frost said isn't true? Or that you don't blame me for your brother's death anymore?" I giggled. "Fine. I will humor you Cisco. Yes, I know it isn't true, and I know you have forgiven me a long time ago."

I glared at them, although I know I don't actually have a right to. "Right, right of course. Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to go out and think some stuff through. Do not bother to look for me."

With that, I left the cortex, and ran for 5 kilometers in my metahuman speed, then slowed down, and started walking, letting my legs guide me. Somehow, I ended up on a building in star city. Huh. Maybe my mind missed Team Arrow.

But they don't miss you. They even despise you.

I gazed down from the top of the building. What a beautiful view, honestly. I used to be afraid of heights, but now, staring down from a forty story building, the sight was almost calming and comforting.

Tonight, everything ends. The Flash will be gone, as if it never existed. Iris, can find a better boyfriend, one she deserves. Cisco, can take my picture and bash it into god knows how many pieces, or use my picture for dart practise for all I care. Tonight, Barry Allen disappears, and the world becomes a much better place without him.

I stepped onto the ledge, then spun around. The cool autumn air blew against my shirt, and I shivered. Slowly, I inched backwards, then suddenly, I was free falling through the air. Everything around me became insignificant nothings, and blurred as I passed through them. Smiling, I anticipated a last ending of my life. A perfect full stop.

People just love to ruin my plans, don't they. Interfering into my personal business, watching my every move like a hawk. I came to Star city to make sure no one could be quick enough to catch up with me. Of course, I forgot to count in Team Arrow in this game.

Just as checkmate was within reach, a gust of wind blew by and I was surfing through the air, ending up on another roof on another building.

Anger was pulsing through my veins. Can't everyone grant me one last wish?

Then my lips quirked into a smile. You wanna play this game, Arrow? Fine, I will entertain you. But just so you know, you will never, ever be fast enough.

Just as I was about to leap into the air, a dart hit me in my leg. A tranq tart. Just brilliant. Black spots stole my vision as I faded out of consciousness.

Once my vision was returned, I searched around the arrow cave quietly. I must have drained through the tranq dart quickly, because I was only out for about half an hour. Stop me once, can't stop me twice.

I almost shouted in triumph as I found a bottle of Ibuprofen. A medicine for stopping pain. Perhaps it can take away all my pain as well.

Popping it open, my mouth broke into a huge grin. It was full, probably around 70 or so tablets. Quickly, I dumped all the contents in my mouth and swallowed it. Carelessly, I let the bottle clatter on the floor, echoing throughout the entire cave. But I am too tired, too exhausted to pick up the bottle. It doesn't matter anyway, not that it will alter the time line. I chuckled at my little joke. How hilarious.

I enjoyed the calmness that float through my mind, and I could feel myself slipping under.

That was, until, the idiots in Team Arrow decided to pump my stomach.

For the second time that night, I woke up. Staring up to the bright white lights on the ceiling, I giggled happily. I rolled over, then ended up on the floor with a loud splat.

"Is this heaven? Or is this hell?" I asked, my face still touching the floor.

"Neither, you ass."

I recognized that voice, but who was it? I groaned as I came to that realisation. Oliver.

"What do you want from me?" I asked. These people are infuriating. I don't know how many times I have already said this, but LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!

"Let me help you. The proper words are... Thank you for saving my life."

Felicity.

"Thank you, but it's all going to waste."

I sprinted to the arrow display using my super speed, then picked up an arrow and tried to jab it through my chest.

Needless to say, that didn't work either. Oliver shot the arrow away from my grasp.

Frustrated, I screamed at them.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME? I DIDNT ASK FOR ANY OF YOUR HELP NOW DID I? SO LEAVE ME ALONE! WHICH WORD DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND IN THAT SENTENCE HUH? LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! I WANNA DIE, OKAY, I AM TIRED. LET ME BE! I WANNA-"

Have I mentioned how much I hate myself? Tears started pooling out of my eyes and trickled down my face. Shakily, I reached for another arrow, but the newbies and Oliver pulled me back, I tried fighting them, but they were just too strong.

I struggled weakly as I felt a needle through my neck. A sedative.

For the umpteenth time, I blacked out.

"Just what are we gonna do with you, Barry?" Oliver mumbled with a sigh.

kay. I know it's crap, but my brain's stuffed with grass and can't come up with anything better. Sill hoping very hard you enjoyed it. Again, apologies for crappy language and grammar. Reviews are greatly appreciated. Next time, enter team arrow and Barry. Stay tuned, and i hope you enjoyed! :)