Barry Allen's POV

I did the only thing I was good at. Run. Or so I thought. I slammed into a wall, not vibrating quick enough to phase through it. I tried I couple more times, but still had no avail.

So I ran the other way. For a moment, I just ran, just felt the feeling of the wind blowing against my face and watched everything blur past me. I wonder if I could go quick enough to open a breach to space, where there's no oxygen. That might be an effective way too, seeing as nobody would be able to stop me this time.

Suddenly, a breach opened up in front of me. I wonder, just where this breach is to. Hesitantly, I put one foot in the breach. Next thing I knew, I was lying on the floor, my head pounding. I took a look around me. Definitely not space, nope. Then I saw someone glaring down at me.

"Is-is this earth 2?" I asked the figure.

"Nope, buddy. You are a giant nitwit, Barry. Did you know how hard it was to find you?"

I stood up, then removed the invisible dust from my clothes, refusing to meet his eyes.

"I didn't ask for you to find me. And if I really am such a burden, then why don't you just leave me alone?" I sighed tiredly.

"Okay, okay. That's enough. You, are going back to star labs with me. And we, are going to have a little chat."

"You mean, with power-dampening glass in between? You are gonna throw me in the pipeline aren't you?"

Shocked, Cisco stared into me.

"What makes you think that I'd do that to you, bro-"

"Judging by the fact that you hate me and faked smiles around me and played along with that little charade? I wouldn't be surprised if you came up with devices for torture. So what is it, huh? What devices did you invent?"

I know I absolutely did not have the right to question him like that, but I just couldn't stop my mouth from speaking without thinking. Perhaps because I really am a brainless idiot after all.

"Barry, do you know where we are?"

I shook my head no. Then started looking for a sign that could tell me where the hell I got myself stuck in. Seems like I just couldn't stay out of trouble, could I.

"Hub city."

The infamous city of crime. At least according to my knowledge, one of them.

"How did you find me?"

"Well, in arrowcave, Oliver might or might not have put a tracking chip on you, then we-"

"You know what? I don't even want to know. Cisco, leave me. Alone. I am a burden to all of you, and that should end. Now." I said with finality, then turned and left.

Cisco, however, had something different in mind. He dragged me by my arm into a breach.

That's how I ended up in star labs.

Iris and Caitlin sat by the computers. Cisco took off his glasses and set them on the counter. Then he gestured me to walk with him. Caitlin and Iris just stared ads I trotted by.

We ended up in the vault. He stared me right in the eye.

"Barry. You need to listen to me. I DO NOT, and I repeat, I DO NOT hate you. Not one bit. Listen to me, Barry. None of us hate you. And you are not a burden. You are a hero. The Flash. A lot of people in this city admire you, look up to you, and rely on you."

"And a lot of problems happen because of me. Reverse flash? Because of me. Zoom? Because of me. Savitar? because of me, because of flashpoint, and is me. All that proves one point- I am the dead weight. Do you even know how many citizens wouldn't be harmed or killed if it wasn't for me? A real hero would not cause problems. A real hero would be able to save EVERYONE and not harm anyone. A real hero wouldn't need help from other people because they could fight them on their own, because they are strong enough. I am NOT a hero, in fact, I am everything that a hero isn't." I exclaimed, all the while making hand gestures and jabbing a finger into myself, my voice starting to shake. But I can't break down, not now.

Cisco put a hand on my shoulder, telling me to breathe.

Slowly, I calmed down.

"Which is why you all should stay away from me. I am trying to protect you, by not being anywhere near you. So they can't come after any of you when they're trying to avenge themselves, whether it is because they remember flashpoint or they just hold a grudge against me." I concluded, looking down at the floor.

Cisco sighed.

"Barry, we are stronger together, remember?"

"No-none of this stronger together crap, Cisco. Yo-you know damn well how untrue that statement is. If you guys are in my perimeter, you guys will all be harmed, or be in danger. I cannot put any of you in harm's way. Not anymore. I can't take it if any of you are hurt because me. Not again." I stuttered through my words, anxious to get out of there.

"Are you so sure bout that dude? Remember when you started being the flash, you were the body and we were the brain? You would dash out there and then we would tell you how to defeat the baddies. That stayed the same until today, even when we had fights, the baddies always make us resolve our issues." Slowly, he started stepping towards me. I started scooting backwards.

"How about the times when Caitlin got kidnapped? Or when Iris got harmed? All that was because of me."

"Barry. I think you need to stop blaming yourself and-and-and start believing in what we tell you."

"Why, Cisco, why do you still trust me? You don't have to fake smiles around me anymore, I know very well how much you hate me."

"For the last time, Barry, I DO NOT HATE YOU IN ANY WAY. YOU, Barry Allen, The flash, are my BEST FRIEND."

Intense silence filled the room.

"What do you need me to do to believe me, Barry? Cuz I can prove it."

I thought for a long time. I really want to believe him, I do. But, should I? Because it will just bring them harm. And Savitar is still out there.

"I-I believe you, Cisco. But, I'm dangerous. You all should leave me."

"Barry. Why do you think we stuck with you through all those times? Because we believe in you. We want to be with you, we want to help you fight. Voluntarily. You didn't force any of this."

Finally, he stepped in front of me. He took my arms, pushed up the sleeves, and faced my wrist up. I winced at the sight of them.

"That is why, you need to tell us how you're feeling. We will listen, and we will help you. Don't think that it's a burden, because it isn't. We all have bad days. Caitlin, when she lost Ronnie. She talked to us after you came along. And see? That made her better. She's happy now, at least."

"I'm supposed to be the hero, the one who's supposed to be strong. Crying and talking to all of you about my personal feelings? That's pathetic and makes me feel worthless and stupid. Further proving that I am no hero."

"Then let me tell you what happens when you keep it all in. I know what really happened yesterday, Barry. Movie night?"

I tensed up, and my arms flinched as he caressed the scars on my wrist.

"We can't lose you, Barry. If you do that, then we will really hate you."

"So, enlighten me on how you're feeling now?"

"Better."

"What were you really doing when I found you?"

I stopped talking, words forming in my brain trying to make one coherent sentence. I opened and closed my mouth multiple times. Then I muttered as quiet as possible "I was trying to open a breach to um, space, if that even is a possible thing. It's stupid really. Don't worry about it. I'm fine." I laughed uneasily, trying to lighten the mood.

Cisco took the information, and used a couple minutes to digest it. Great job, Barry. Now he thinks you're just downright useless and crazy. Probably send you to a nuthouse.

Realisation dawned on him, and he came forward and engulfed me in a bear hug.

"Barry, no offense, but I think you should see a shrink."

Time seem to have frozen the moment those words left his mouth. So he does think I'm insane now huh.

"And by shrink I mean Caitlin because we can't have the officers knowing you're the flash now can we."

I still stood frozen.

He reached for his pockets, then pulled out an orange bottle.

Anti-psychotics. Maybe.

"These are anti-depressants. I think you'll be needing them. M not forcing you, just if you need them. And you can always call me if you're feeling blue. I'm willing to lend a ear to listen."

Then he walked out of the room.

"Hey Cisco!"

He spun around and looked at me.

"You're not gonna tell the rest what happened last night right?"

"No dude. Not my secret to tell. But a word of advice? You'll feel much better if you told them."

Then he left me standing alone, clutching a bottle of pills in the middle of the vault.

What next? What do I do now?

MAJOR PROBLEM. This story is straying so far from the original plot line. Really sorry for that. And the crappy content and grammar and language and everything. Next time its Barry Caitlin friendship a little. Story probably ends in 2-3 chaps. Then I'll be writing one-shots or other stories. Thanks and please review! Hope you enjoyed! :)