CH9- My Girl

-Isaac Allen's View-

After I woke up unexpectedly from a coma, I was forced to stay in the hospital for a few more days to make sure that everything was okay with me. While I was recovering, the police had came to me many times to recount that day.

Luckily, court wasn't necessary because they managed to arrest one of the people in the shooting and he was certainly a rat in the Mob. All he needed to hear was that he was facing over 10 years and he started singing like a canary.

So the Central City police and Starling City have enough information to take down the Mob and that gang respectively, for good.

"I'm gonna go start the car, Tate." Joe said, leaving Thea and I alone together. I had already received my discharge paperwork and I was properly dressed in my own fashion instead of those horrid hospital gowns, so I was ready to go.

I was sitting next to Thea, holding her hand as we both sat on the hospital bed, shoulder to shoulder. She was squeezing the life out of my hand and had her head on my shoulder.

"Thea, I gotta go-"

"I know." Thea said quickly, slightly emotional. I sighed and stood up while still holding her hands, this brought her up with me and encompassed us into a hug.

Thea softly sighed in content into my neck.

"I just met you but I like you a lot, I almost got you killed, I don't wanna hurt you an-"

"Thea it's okay. I'm perfectly fine. I'm still the guy you've always had a crush on." I said with a grin. Thea grinned with and captured my lips with hers for a passionate kiss. (A/N: I'm aware of the age, but bare with me, he'll be 18 and over soon)

This lingered on for many seconds, but ultimately it had to come to an end.

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Thea and I walked out of the hospital being hand in hand, not caring who saw anymore. Well, her more than me. I never cared.

"When am I gonna see you again?" Thea asked hopefully, staring into my soul with her adorable eyes.

"Next time I piss off a Mobster and have a fight out here again." I said with a laugh. When I looked at Thea she was staring back at me with a pouty face.

"Sorry. In all seriousness I'm gonna try and visit every few months. I know we both have busy schedules, but I'll try my best for you." She nodded in content as we shared a short, but passionate kiss.

"Wait, Tate." I stopped walking and turned around to look at her.

"Are we..?" I initially wasn't expecting this question, but now that it was here, I knew exactly how to answer it.

"Yes, you're my girl Thea." We smiled at each other.

"Lay off the drugs." I whispered to her seriously. She scoffed, but nodded understandingly. She cheered up slightly when I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

I walked away from her and into Joe's cruiser as he smiled at me.

"Don't say it Joe. Don't you dare say it."

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As soon as I stepped foot in the house, Iris tackled me into a hug.

"Oh my God! I was so worried about you when Dad told me you got shot! I thought we would've lost you." Out of nowhere, Barry came out of the kitchen and joined the hug.

"Barry? I thought you were at college?"

"I was, but I came back as soon as I heard the news. I knew I'd be needed here. You think I wouldn't be here after I heard about my little brother getting shot three times?" While the three of us hugged, Joe watched in the corner.

"Joe, get over here." I said playfully, making Iris and Barry start teasing him into the hug as well.

"Alright alright." Joe joined the hug, making it a full family hug. Well, as family as it can be for Barry and I. We must've been thinking the same thing, because Barry looked at me with the same glint I had in my eye.

"Oh yeah, did you two know that Tate has a girlfriend?"

"Joeee." I groaned.

"Girlfriend?!"

For the next three hours, I was being relentlessly interrogated, asked, and harassed by Iris and Barry about Thea.

"You're a badass you know? Taking three bullets and surviving is very badass." Barry stated. I nodded sheepishly.

'I would've died if it weren't for the Star Force.'

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-3rd Person View-

-June 28th, 2010-

While the West's and Allen's were indulging in a happy and wholesome family moment, something sinister was being orchestrated at Star Labs.

In a secret room hidden within the laboratory stood "Harrison Wells." In reality, this man was Eobard Thawne. A psychotic time traveler who is obsessed with Barry Allen and his legacy.

"Gideon, search for anything relating to The Flash disappears in Crisis."

[There are still no results Dr. Wells]

"Gideon, search for anything relating to the Crisis."

A newspaper pops up, showing a picture of the Flash and a man in a black, red, and yellow superhero costume standing side by side with a shield in his hand the same color as his suit. The title of the newspaper was, "The Flash, Dark Star, and Friends, Save the World From a Crisis." Written by Iris West.

"As soon as he was born, he changed the future. The calculations were done way before I went back to kill their mother and I should've killed him that night." Eobard muttered, seething at the thought.

"That damn energy force can cancel the effects of the Negative Speed force. Why!" Eobard yelled into the air, punching the wall.

"Gideon, find anything you can about the Star Force, trail back in time as far as you may need." Thawne said, irritatingly exiting the secret room.

"As you wish, Dr. Wells."

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-Thea Queen View-

I laid on my bed and couldn't help but feel like I was floating on a cloud. So far, it looked like I had found the boy of my dreams. Although I was still very sad about Ollie and dad, I now had someone in life who can comfort me through it all.

I walked out on the balcony and pulled out a cigarette with a lighter, but I couldn't help but stop myself and think about this. Isaac's voice was ringing in my head.

"Lay off the drugs." That's all I was hearing over and over again when the cigarette came close to my face. He was worried for me, about what this could do to my body. I know that I'm stubborn, but I feel like I can listen to him more than anyone else.

'I don't have a good influence in my life that knows what I'm doing, no one except him. I let him in, so next time he comes to visit, it'll be his turn. He'll let me in.' I threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out.

I went back into my room and scrolled through social media, pictures of Isaac and I holding hands were everywhere. I decided to take the next step, and posted a picture that I took of us in the hospital.

It was him laying in the hospital bed making a heart sign with his hands and me giving him a kiss on the cheek. In only a few hours, the post had gained a lot of traction and people were starting to "ship" us.

'What does that mean?'

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(A/N: I was thinking of the movie "My Girl" with McCauley Culkin when writing this lol. Heavy inspiration. McCauley is lowkey the best child actor ever.

Uncle Buck, Home Alone 1, Home Alone 2, Richie Rich, and Getting Even With Dad?? Come on now.)