Okay. Wonderful guesses. I'm glad you guys made the guess. Everyone who took a guess said Bipolar Disorder. I will tell you guys that Bipolar Disorder is not it. In my opinion, this would be a horrible depiction of Bipolar Disorder. It's not just about being angry. I'm still not telling you what Wally has. But this is the chapter to really figure it out. I allowed you guys to venture into Wally's mind in this chapter. Heres another hint. The disorder that Wally (and I have) is commonly misdiagnosed. In middle school, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. And then High School I was diagnosed with Bipolar disorder. Until finally in College, I received the correct diagnosis. It is common to have both this disorder and Bipolar. But one can't diagnose it while one is having a bipolar episode. Okay, so that's your hints. This chapter is a big hint. take another guess.

Superboy, calmly, walks towards Wally. Wally squints his eyes in confusion. Superboy shakes his head, disappointed. He punches Wally in the face, knocking him out cold. Then he grabs the knife and hands it to Robin. Kaldur reacts quickly to wrap Wally's arm.

Superboy looks to Megan who is crying loudly. He walks towards her in order to comfort her.

Robin glares at his unconscious friend. "He wanted to die. Maybe you should just let him die!" He snaps at Kaldur.

Kaldur shakes his head. "Robin you don't mean that. He's still your best friend!" Kaldur examines Wally's wound closely and smiles. "It's starting to close." He sighed. "Now Robin, He probably allowed the stress of missions and this team to get to him. Let's give Wally the benefit of the doubt."

Robin looks at the ground before returning his gaze to Kaldur and Wally. "Yeah. Okay. I'm still upset with him. But you are right. I don't hate him or want him to die!" Robin smiled as Wally stirred.

"Should we call Flash?" Artemis questioned.

"No. No need to get him into any trouble. We'll just handle it as his friends." Kaldur suggested.

Wally sits up and feels his head. "What… What hit me?"

"I did," Connor admitted.

"Why?" Wally snapped.

"Because you were…. You had a knife to your wrist. Remember?"

"No. I did not."

"Yes, you did." Robin half yelled. He was frustrated now that Wally was lying. "Right after calling Artemis a Bitch."

"I would never call her that."

"But you did!" Robin shouted.

Kaldur placed a hand on Robin's shoulder. "Calm down," Kaldur ordered Robin. He then turned to Wally and calmly asked, "what do you remember Wally?"

"Well… I remember coming to the cave. Robin pushed me which caused me to fall over. Because he didn't like my clothes today."

At this, the team's eyes shown disbelief. Robin was about to shout when Kaldur held up his hand, signifying that he wanted to allow Wally to finish.

"Then Artemis said I was unlovable. I tried saying that wasn't true, but she said that no one loves a stupid nobody. Then Robin said he was going to unfriend me. And that's when Superboy must have punched me."

Robin closed his eyes shut tight. He grunted a response of, "that's not what happened." Then he opened his eyes and shouted, "and you know it!"

Wally shouted back. "That is exactly what happened. Why are you lying?"

Robin walked over to Wally and pushed him. "Your lying, you jerk." Then Robin stormed out of the cave, the Zeta tube announcing his departure.

Wally was about to retort to the remaining members of the team when he received a text. He read it over quickly. "Know what? I'm leaving too. You are all acting weird today."

Artemis waited until the Zeta announcement was finished. "What the heck was that?"

"Let's just give him some space today and see how he's feeling tomorrow. I'm really positive that it's built up stress."

Excuses? Friends and family will just keep making excuses until it too late.

Wally found himself walking down the street. No idea where he is headed. The text from his Aunt long forgotten.

"Wally?" A familiar voice calls out.

Wally turns to face his friend Nicole. He smiles slightly. "Hey, Jinxie."

"Oh, Wally. I'm not a little kid anymore. Don't call me that."

Wally shrugged. "Whatever Nicole." He looked her over. "I'm gonna say something."

"Oh yeah? What?"

"Let's have sex." Wally blurted out.

Eyes wide. "What? Wally, you're like my best friend."

"Tell me you never wanted to just let me fuck your brains out!"

"Where would we do it?" She replied, slightly intrigued.

"My house is empty."

Nicole quickly snaps back to reality. She shakes her head vigorously. "No. I can't." She looks away. She laughs kindly. "No offense, But do you have bipolar disorder or something?"

Wally smiles softly. "No. I don't."

She laughs again. "Have you ever even had sex?" She questions, heavily implying she has had sexual intercourse on multiple occasions.

Wally glares at the ground, afraid to look her in the eyes. "I don't have any diseases."

"Not what I asked." She frowned. She brings Wally's head up. He's crying. "Your crying." She states, surprised.

He mutters a sentence that she makes him repeat. He says it audibly louder. "I don't know how many times. I lost count."

"Oh… Kay… How many partners?"

"Don't remember."

"Really?" She squints her eyes. "That's not normal."

"No shit," Wally screams. He grips his head in pain. He starts to breathe heavily. He feels like his heart is going to burst.

"Wally. I'm leaving. I gotta get home. And, I'm no doctor, but Bipolar and Sex addict come to mind. Get checked out. For your safety." Then she mutters to herself, "And everyone else's safety." She looks back towards him. "See you at school. We are still friends. Don't go and do something stupid."

Wally walks away, hands in his pockets, head hung low. He keeps repeating to himself, "I'm not crazy." His phone starts ringing. He looks at it and sees Dick calling him. He smiles brightly. "Okay. Sex addict maybe. But I don't have anything wrong with my brain." He hits the answer button. "Hey man. I'm glad you called. I'm sorry for upsetting you at the cave." Wally apologies. He doesn't remember what he did but knows an apology will make things better.

"That's why I'm calling. I want to say sorry too. I thought about it. You know lying is my biggest pet peeve. But I think Kaldur is right. You weren't purposely lying. Stress got to you dude."

"Yeah. I haven't been myself lately. Must be working too hard."

"So let's just put the fight aside. Come over to the manor. Sleepover?"

"I'm so there. See you in a few hours."

I've never been high before. Never smoked anything. I drank alcohol. Only fruity tasting beverages like tequila rose or Cherry vodka. Some Mikes lemonade, both regular and cherry. Margaritas. Anything fruity will do. It doesn't affect me, so I'm only in it for the taste. What was I thinking about?

Staring at the top of the Central City Flash Museum. If I jump from a top of a building, will I fly? Whoa, hold up. Dick's waiting for me. Focus on what you're doing Walman.

Suddenly I'm on the ground. I look up and see my friend Hartley. "Hey. Help me up."

"Hey, Walls." Harley extends a hand that I greedily take. But as soon as I get up I drop his hand as if it was on fire. It felt like it burned. I don't think I want to be his friend anymore.

Look at him smiling at me. He probably thinks I forgot about last month.

Mmuhahahamahahaaaahhaha. Mmuhahahamahahaaaahhaha. Mmuhahahamahahaaaahhaha. Mmuhahahamahahaaaahhaha. Mmuhahahamahahaaaahhaha.

"Wally! Earth to Wally?"

I look up to see Hartley looking at me. Is he concerned? Liar motherfucker never cared about me.

"What? Have you gone mad or something? What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't forget about last month." All the laughter was gone. Thank god. It hurts to laugh. Come to think of it, it hurts to be happy. It's really painful when I get angry. I can't even describe the pain when I'm sad. Is there something wrong with me? Does everyone feel pain when they feel emotion?

I look up, Hartley looks like he's talking. Where is the sound? Shake my head. "What did you just say?"

Hartley sighed. "I said." he started, annoyed. "What are you talking about? And then I asked you if you were alright?"

"Last month. You yelled at me."

Hartley was taken aback. "Your joking right?" Hartley laughs in disbelief at me. 'That son of a bitch.' "Dude that was just one moment of frustration with you. I don't even remember what happened. It's really petty and sad that you haven't let that go."

"Shut up. Just stay the hell away from me."

I sprint away. I need to get away. I hear him call my name. I hear what he says. "Dude. you are just gonna throw our friendship away like that? Over one… It wasn't even a fight bro. We have been friends for years. Are you kidding me?"

Has he ever been good for me…? Good to me? What's that? I smack myself in the head softly. "Oh duh." I take my phone out of my pocket, hit the answer button and bring it to my ear. I forgot to check who it was.

"Hello?"

"Wally, where are you? Your aunt sent you a text over three hours ago."

"I actually don't know how I got here?"

"Where is here, Wally?"

"I'm by the Flash Museum."

"That's not near the Zeta Tube. Not near our house."

"I know. I must have spaced. Wait. Are you home? You and Aunt Iris should be at work still."

"That was your Aunt's text. We wanted you home to watch a movie or something. Got out early."

"Oh. I promised Dick I would come over to the manor tonight." Wait. "Yesterday." I quickly add.

"Okay, kiddo. He sees you pretty much all the time now. Can't you take a rain check? Your aunt misses having you around the house. Hell so do I. Now that you got this team we barely see you." I miss that. I really do. I know Dick will leave. WIll Uncle Barry?

"Will you leave me?"

"What? Where that come from?" 'Oh, my fuck why can't he just answer the question without pissing me off.'

"Just answer the question please," I say- fast. I try to control my anger. I force a smile even though he can't see me.

"Never Wally. I love you. Okay. Sure, sometimes, as of late anyway, you piss me right off. I get mad. But I still love you and will never leave you."

He won't leave. Dick wins. "He needs me."

"What? What the hell are you talking about now?"

"Dick."

"Dick needs you? Why?"

"I'm his best friend."

"Doesn't answer why he needs to have you at his beck and call more than your aunt and I. Take a rain check and come hang out with us."

"No. He's having nightmares about his parents." I blurt out.

"Oh. That's a bit different. I guess he could use his best friend."

"So I can go?"

"Yeah. Come home to pack a bag and then you can go."

"Thanks, Uncle Barry."

I hang up the phone and slip it into my pocket. Will I hate Dick tomorrow? Maybe he'll hate me?

"You're crazy?"

My head whips around. "Who said that?"

"Whore."

"D… Dad? Is that you?"

"Fucking psycho."

"O-kay. You just don't know" spin the other way. "Who you are messing with." Turn back around. Where the fuck are all these voices coming from?

"Who the fuck are you?" I'm looking frantically around for the source of these voices. 'I probably do look crazy now.'

I stop walking. I take a deep breath.

"Geek. Freak." I take a look around. No one in sight. I take off. I need to get away from the voices. 'Whoever it is… Fuck it. Find out I'm Kid Flash. They might already know. Right. Is it in my head? Oh god, what am I doing? I'm running in civvies. I was out in the open. 'Stupid.' I slap my head. 'Stupid son of a bitch.' I slap my head again. I don't have much time for self-loathing because within seconds I am standing in front of my home. I reach for the doorknob. 'I hope no one saw that.'

The door is swung open. My Uncle Greets me. I don't remember thinking about it, but I just wrap my arms around my uncle. He hugs me back.

"Glad you are home kiddo. You have been worrying me for a few days now. Are you feeling alright?"

"Peachy Uncle Barry. Why you ask?" I don't let him go. 'I don't want to let him go. Maybe he can come with me to Dick's.'

"I got a bag packed for you." He ignored my question. 'What does that mean? Should I be worried? How'd we get inside?'

"Oh, thanks." I shrug his hand off my shoulder. 'He ignored my question. Why'd he do that? Do I still want him to come? No. I need him to come with me.' "Come with me."

"What? Kiddo. I was act…" He pauses. 'What was he gonna say?' "Why?" 'Should I answer his question? He ignored mine.'

"Just come with me."

He sighs. 'Am I a burden?' "Let me just go tell your aunt I'm dropping you off." He kisses me on the head. That's nice. Wait. When he'd get back? He just left.

"Did you tell her?" I ask.

"Wally. Are you sure you're okay? You just zoned out. If something is wrong, tell me."

He's begging me to tell him something that doesn't… that's not there. 'I'm normal. Sane as ever. Maybe.' I smile. 'I'm fine.' "Uncle Barry. Stop worrying so much. Hurry, we gotta go." I hurry out of the door. Uncle Barry was right behind me. He calls after me. I pause momentarily to hear what he has to say. "What, Uncle B?"

"Am I carrying your bag?" He's smiling. No laughing. Too strong. Giggling? Very soft laugh. Chuckling maybe.

"Please." I smile innocently at him. He can't resist my cuteness. 'Am I still cute enough to manipulate him?'

He ruffles my hair. "Oh alright. Just don't tell Iris. She'll think I'm a pushover or something."

And he runs. I chase after him. 'Why is he faster than me?' I push myself to speed up. But Uncle Barry only goes faster. With ease. It's not fair. He comes to a stop at the front door. I stop behind him. He must take notice. He doesn't knock on the door.

"Wally?" He doesn't get to land a hand on my shoulder. I take a step backward. "Kiddo?" His eyes… Look… Sad.

I can't hold the tears back. They pour out in a '(cliche alert, I know. I'm so stupid.)' waterfall. 'Cliche much Walman? Stop crying, you weirdo.'

"Wally. What's? Wrong." Uncle Barry asks, incredibly slowly.

"I wanted to win," I whine.

"Win what?" 'Why is he confused?'

"When we ran here."

"Wally, that wasn't a race."

"I wanted to win." I stomp my foot. I'm getting angry. I wanted to win, motherfucker dammit.

"How about we race tomorrow? I bet you'll win." 'Is he trying to calm me down?'

I sniffle. "No, I won't. I never do."

"You will Wally. I promise. Just please stop crying kiddo." He, tentatively, wraps his arms around me. It takes me a few seconds before I return the hug.

"Why are we just standing here. Let's get inside." I push Uncle Barry away from me and jog to the door.

BANG BANG

"Wally. Are you feeling okay?" Barry puts a hand on my shoulder and stands behind me. 'Why does he keep asking me that? Am I alright? Should I tell him it hurts to feel? Is that even a thing? Maybe I should tell him about those voice thingies?' I place a hand on my head.

"Lly… Wally… WALLY!" I snap my head up. Uncle Barry's staring at me. 'Am I gonna tell him?'

"Master Wally, Master Dick is waiting for you in his room." I snap my head towards Alfred. 'I tell him if it gets worse, I guess.'

"Thanks, Alfie." I run to Dick's room. I need to see him. Hear him.

Okay. So R&R. I half hope you guys figured it out and the other half hopes I still got the mystery. Tell what disorder you think Wally has? Whats wrong with his brain or is it his personality in question? Ooo I said way too much. Take a guess a see you next time!