I’m Done (Harry Wells x Reader)
Anon asked: For you sad/angst promt list can I get prompt 11. “I wanted you to fight for me and you didn’t” with Earth-2 Harrison Wells, Please and Thank You!
A/N: this request literally made my heart drop when I read it. Let’s do this!
Warnings: Depression, suicide, this took a dark turn. Sorry.
TRIGGER WARNINGS INCLUDE OVERDOSE AND THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE.
Ever since Harry and you had unofficially-officially welcomed onto Team Flash he had been ignoring you.
He wouldn’t respond when you asked him a question in his make shift lab. You would make him food and he would push it away, then go get food from Jitters or Big Belly Burger.
And you were done with this
Everything became too much. Meta humans, Jesse being kidnapped, and Harry ignoring you.
You have had depression all your life, ever since you can remember. And it sucked.
There were times where you felt like the world was crashing down on you. Like nothing and no one could make things better. Except death. Death made everything okay. Right?
These were the thoughts running through your head while you were walking around the med bay.
Caitlin had everything organized in the cabinets. Labeled with small black letters saying “sleeping meds” “pain meds” and “anesthetic”.
You glanced around seeing no one in the cortex and knowing that Cisco and Harry were hard at work in their lab.
A tear made its way down your face, joining the straight line that was your mouth.
The hinged creaked while opening the white cabinet, and you flinched upon hearing the loud notice in the silent room.
Your hand shook as you quickly scratched a note to Harry on a notebook page in the cortex. You felt the coolness of the desk under your hand, and another tear joined the other as you recalled the memories from the room.
The letter was finished so you ripped it out a set in on the desk slowly backing away to try and find an empty room.
The pill bottle felt far to heavy in your hand. The smooth plastic nearly slipping out of your sweaty palm. Thinking about what you were going to do next made your anxiety levels go through the roof.
You finally found an empty room and lifted the pills to your eye level.
“I’m so sorry.” Was all that came out of your lips before you began swallowing the pills.
You didn’t count. You didn’t look at them to see what color they were, how big there were, or if they had any markings.
Your thoughts were clouded with visions of everything that had been happening the past few weeks.
Harry treating you like shit. Metas scaring the hell out of you. And overall feeling useless with the team.
When you snapped out of your haze the pill bottle was empty.
You dried your eyes and fixed your makeup before leaving the room.
Cisco walked by when your were leaving. Quickly placing the empty pill bottle in your back pocket.
“What were you doing in there?” He asked.
“Just wandering, felt a little trapped in the Cortex.”
“Oh, alright. Harry’s in his lab by the way, said he wanted to see you.”
“Tell him I’ll talk later. I need to go lay down,” you smiled lightly.
“You feeling okay? Should I get Caitlin?”
“No. No, I’ll be fine. Just need to close my eyes, and all my problems will be gone.”
“You’re kind of scaring me. Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Perfect.” You turned on your heal and walked to the med bay to lay down.
Two hours later Harry walked into the Cortex and saw you laying on a bed in med bay.
He smiled lovingly and noticed a book open on the desk nearest him, with (Y/N)’s writing on it.
My Dearest Harrison,
To begin let me apologize for what I did. You did nothing and I think that was the problem. You left me, while staying in the same room.
I don’t have a home here. I don’t even have one on Earth 2. And I can’t help but feel like I don’t belong. I wanted you to fight for me and you didn’t.
I miss Jesse. Make sure to tell her I love her.
And Harry, this is not your fault.
Harry threw the book and ran over to where you were laying.
“Caitlin! Cisco! Help!” He yelled drawing the attention of the two brilliant people.
“She’s trying to overdose, she’s not waking up! Please help her.”
Cisco and Caitlin ran around finding what they needed to help.
Barry and Joe walked in carrying food. Barry’s smile fell when he saw you laying on the bed with Harry hovering over you tears falling from his face onto yours.
Joe pulled Harry away and hugged the man.
Harry was never one for hugging people who weren’t you or Jesse, so letting Joe hug him as he sobbed into the older mans shoulder was enough proof of what Harry was feeling.
“I can’t do anything if I don’t know what she took!” Caitlin rushed.
“Cait. She’s not breathing,” Barry whispered, “She’s gone.”
Harry fell to his knees.
He had sworn to protect you from all harm.
And the most harm came from yourself.
OH MY GOD I’M SOBBING.