Mare's POV

I always wondered what life would be like without cancer. Now I know. It's great. 

It's been three days since I had my brain cut open and I am recovering pretty quick all things considered. Dr. Anderson told me that I can leave in two days, although I don't know where I'm going to go. Grant told me that I can move in with him but I haven't exactly accepted the offer. Call me crazy for not wanting to move in with Grant Gustin, but I barely know the guy. 

My thoughts are interrupted by a man running into my open door. He wears a red super suit and slides as if he had just run at high speeds. I start to laugh uncontrollably as Grant walks into my room hubristically. 

"Oh my God, Flash! I knew you were real," I gape with sarcasm. Grant laughs and hops onto my hospital bed. He was visiting kids on the Pediatric floor dressed as the Flash- cute. He kisses me gently, like he just wants me to know that I'm loved. Fireworks light inside of me and I intensify the kiss. 

"Wow," I exclaim. "You, Flash, are a much better kisser than my boyfriend. He's going to be really mad when he finds out."

I kiss him again playfully. "I don't think he'll mind."

Grant leaves to get changed. I am left to wonder what I did to deserve someone like Grant. 

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"Grant, I have something to tell you," I say nervously. 

"What," he says, looking like he is about to pass out. Aw, he's worried about me. Cute. 

"I cheated on you," I tell him, bringing forth fake tears. Nw he just looks confused.

"What?"

"I cheated on you with the Flash," I tell him. He rolls his eyes and I start laughing hysterically. 

"Don't do that to me Mare! I almost crapped my pants," he says looking annoyed and relieved at the same time. 

"I'm sorry I almost made your pants brown," I say satirically. My laughter dies down and there is an uncomfortable silence in the room. My skin crawls wondering why I feel so sheepish.

"Mare I have to ask you something," Grant says. My stomach drops and I feel like I have just been sent to the principal's office. "Barbie gave me your letter."

I cough, almost choking on my shock. "You didn't read it did you?"

"I did."

"Barb wasn't supposed to give you that unless I died," I say embarrassed. "I wrote sappy things in there."

"Well," he says pulling out the letter and opening it. "What you wrote here at the bottom. I can't read it. What did it say?"

I look away not wanting to talk about what happened before I went into surgery. 

"It was nothing."

"It was something."

"It said... I love you," I lie. 

"See being an actor lets me know when people are lying," he tells me. 

"Okay, okay," I give in. "It- it said... I don't remember."

"You do."

"No I don't. I swear."

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A/N: I'm sorry that this is terrible. It' so short that I'm going to post another chapter tonight :)