Catalyst (probably not going to update anymore, don't watch the show anymore)

Chapter 108

She paused, and then finally broke, "Okay Harry, I'll talk to her, but I don't know what I'm going to say." Caitlin got up from her desk, and went after Jesse.

Barry chased after Joe out of the Cortex.

I glared over my shoulder, still seeing Iris sitting at my desk using my computer. This bitch acts like she fucking owns this place. News flash! I own this place, not you. Just because you're the favorite, doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.

Walking over to the side of the desk my computer was on, I glared over Iris, folding my arms over my chest. "I need to use my computer," I hissed, not breaking eye contact with her.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," she apologized, "I just need to finish reading Frankie's f—"

I cut her off, quietly shouting, "No! Get the fuck out of my desk. Read it somewhere else." Iris's eyes were cast down, and she quietly left the Cortex, probably going to tattle on me to Barry.

Fuck her. She always gets what she wants.

It seems like Barry's engaged to her instead of me.

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In my office, everything was quiet.

I silently sent reports to CCPD, suggesting ways they could protect themselves from Magenta: not using metal would be a fucking start. We've never been up against a meta with powers like mine.

The only way we knew how to stop my telekinesis was to tranquilize me and hope I wasn't pissed off when I woke up. That's it, that's all we had to defend ourselves.

Apparently, Julian was involved with Frankie's switch to Magenta, because he was yelling at her, accusing her of trying to kill John. He's never that impulsive; something isn't right.

Julian was the calm and collected one of our relationship and I was the firecracker—well, when I was younger and not fucked up. I've only seen him like that when he hasn't taken his medicine in a while; I probably need to check up on him soon.

Suddenly, the door to my office swung open, and Barry stormed in, visibly angry with me. "What the hell is your problem?" he yelled.

"What?" I asked, glaring at him.

"Why are you being nasty to Iris all the time?" he snapped. I rolled my eyes, and took a sip of my coffee before going back to my work. That pissed Barry off even more. "I asked you a question!"

I spat, "And I chose to ignore you. I'm fucking busy, get out of my face."

Barry unclenched his fist, and sighed, pacing around my office, "I'm sorry for yelling." I continued to ignore him. He sat down in one of the white chairs in front of my black desk. "I just want to know why you're not being very friendly towards Iris anymore."

"Because I'm sick of her bullshit," I replied simply, not taking my eyes away from the computer.

"She hasn't done anything to you," Barry stated, confused as to how his perfect little Iris could do anything wrong.

I glanced at him, shooting daggers. "Really?" I snapped, "That's cute, Barry."

"Please, please just tell me what's wrong so we can put this behind us," he pleaded, sighing.

He's fucking oblivious or he knows exactly what I'm about to say and doesn't want to accept it.

"Fine," I snapped, "you want to know why I'm sick and tired of her? She walks around Star Labs like she owns the place, and completely disregards that I'm in the same room when she uses my stuff. She acts like she knows best for everybody when she has no fucking science background whatsoever. She always drags you away from me, so you can give all your attention to her. You never want to be around me, you just want to be around her, and you act like you're engaged to Iris instead of me. That's why I don't like her. Are you happy know."

Barry's eyes flashed downward, and he sighed, "I'm sorry you feel that way."

"And don't pull the 'you didn't tell me this!' card again, because I'm around you all day so you had to have noticed at one moment in time," I glared, trying to go back to my work.

He didn't argue with me, "I'm going to spend more time with you from now on, okay?" Barry stated. "I don't want you to feel like Iris is the favorite, because I love both of you. I'm sorry it seems like I'm spending all my time with her."

"Yeah, yeah," I mumbled under my breath.

Barry suggested, "Why don't we go out to a bar, all three of us? Maybe Iris can bring Wally too?"

"Can't, I'm busy," I replied quickly, trying to make him go away.

"I didn't say what day," Barry raised his eyebrow.

I snapped, "I'm probably busy, because I actually work unlike the both of you and I have responsibilities."

"You never used to be like this," Barry huffed, leaning back in his chair.

"And you never used to be a dick," I snapped back, not breaking eye contact with the computer as I typed more violently, "yet here we are."

He finally snapped, "You want attention from me but you don't want anything to do with me, Finn. What do you want? I can't read your mind, I don't know what you want."

I violently spun around in my chair, knocking my coffee mug with Barry and I's pictures on it to the ground, and I shouted, "I don't know what I want! But right now, I want you to leave me alone!"

Barry clenched his jaw and fist, trying to keep his cool, and he stood up from the chair, stating passive-aggressively, "Fine, I'll leave you alone."

Barry ran out of the office, leaving me alone.

The cold, black coffee sunk into the dark grey carpet, staining it.

"I want a fucking hit right now, that's what I fucking want," I whisper to myself as I stood up from my desk to enter the tunnels.

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Hey guys, I know I haven't updated in a while, but I'm kind of going through some shit right now so uploads won't be very consistent.

This is the shit that happened: my boyfriend and I have been together since the beginning of January/end of December (about 7 months) and everything was going great up until July 4th. The next day, he began ghosting me. Zero texts, calls, or Snapchats since that day. Around the middle of June, he told me that his ex-girlfriend had tried talking to him, but he "ignored her". We're in a long distance relationship since he's currently in Texas for his naval training, and the main way we would communicate with each other was Snapchat. So when he started ghosting me, I saw that he was still Snapping other people since his number on his profile was going up. This is also the boyfriend that I was friends with for 4 years prior to our relationship and told everything to, including that I had abandonment issues because of what my shitty "friends" had done to me in 8th grade and again in 12th grade. So this motherfucker decides that the best way to breakup with his girlfriend that has abandonment issues is to ghost her until she gives up.

Yeah, so I fucking hate him and the ex-girlfriend he's probably with now. Fuck you Zack.