I can't. It was too much for my body to handle. Electricity bounced head to toe, stabbing my heart, my brain.
I cry. Not because it hurts. With every shock I my baby's heart beat fades.
"Hello again Ms. Snow."
"Please let me go!" I pleaded. "You don't want to do this!"
"Sure I do," Strange said, "I want to see you healthy."
"You're deranged."
"So let's talk about people you love."
My eyes widened. I didn't speak.
"So Ms. Snow?" He sat down, "who do you love the most?"
Silence.
"You don't scare me you stupid son of a bitch."
He sat up, turning up the electricity. I heard the voltage go higher and higher. He took the button.
Invisible bolts of electricity surged through me. Stabbing parts of my brain I didn't know we're there.
I'm not letting you go! I pulled my hand and reached to him. Barry Allen was reaching too, but he faded like footprints in the sand.
"Who do you love! Ms. Snow!" He yelled.
I couldn't see. I could barely hear. "Who do I love?"
No Caitlin!
"Go fuck yourself asshole." I spat in his face.
He wiped his face and he pressed the button, and I felt a heart give out. "GAHHH!" I yelled.
It wasn't mine.
It was the baby.
"Who do you love!" He asked again.
No not my baby. He killed my baby.
More shocks surged throughout my body.
"Barry hold my hand!" I reach out. I felt his finger but he just faded like snow in a storm.
The shocks stop.
"Who do you I love?" I smiled. Looking at his image in my eyes. He is handsome. So powerful, God so good in bed. He was my love, my world.
"Barry Allen."
"Good, good. We are making progress, Caitlin, may I call you Caitlin?"
I think I nodded.
He sat down. Writing my mental diseases.
Wait.
Do I have mental diseases?
Everything seemed so hazy. So unreal like I couldn't believe it. Everything was spinning, slowly I felt my life slipping away.
Don't you dare die. This is my body too you know. I don't want to die.
Do you know if the baby's gone?
Come on Caitlin be truthful to yourself for once, you never wanted that baby, like deep down you never--
Shut up! Just shut up! I'm not like those psychopaths. I'm not a killer! You didn't my question.
Fine, yes we lost the baby. What now you're gonna cry?
"Do you want to get better? He wants you to get better." The Doctor said.
I struggle against the chains the shackles, trying to get free.
How many times are you going to do that?
The doctor came back, he sat down calmly, "so tell me, Caitlin, whose this Barry Allen."
I smiled, "He's Shy," I giggled "Clumsy."
"I see."
"His humor... Is a bit out dated. He's obsessed with science. "His heart his big. That's why I love him, he cares."
Doctor Strange smiled "I see."
Feeling of knifes stabbing me over and over again. Shocks of electricity just flowed through me.