Finding her usual ray of sunlight so despondent struck her like a blow. A sinking feeling filled her and she crossed to him, kicking the door behind her. “I’m here, Cisco,” she said soothingly.She placed her palm on his back and rubbed it in a circle. “You’re stuck with me.” she assured him.
“Tell me what happened,” she cooed gently, knowing he responded better to affection to any other method.
“The earthquake? My fault. My best friend shutting me out? My fault. There’s a whole list of things, but I’ll spare you. I hurt thousands of people. I’ve killed people. I’ve broken everyone’s trust with these damn powers.” Cisco sighed, rubbing his hands over his now empty wrists. “I had these wristbands that essentially took away my power to send out vibrations, but they made other aspects of my powers worse. I vibed something, and it was worse than ever before. I have been repressing a lot of feelings and holding back energy and I just could let those wristbands change who I was. I took them off.” He drew his eyes away from the dreary white wall and locked in on Lisa’s face. “I don’t know how to go forward.”
Lisa rushed over to Cisco’s as quick as she could. The tone of his text she didn’t take lightly. As soon as she parked, she was racing for his door. She basically slammed into the door in her haste. She hoped he’d just think she knocked. “Cisco!”
Recalling that he said it was unlocked, she basically burst into the room. “Cisco! I’m here, what’s wrong Sunshine?”
Cisco hardly hear the bang on the door as he stared blankly at the wall. “Everyone is abandoning me, my powers are out of control, and I don’t know what to do anymore.” He sniffled from the couch where he sat, curled up in a blanket.
Cisco had worked on a jammer for his phone and computer all day, knowing his half-sister would try and decrypt it or find somebody who could. He’d dropped the wristbands off at the lab for Barry to find, hoping he wouldn’t come looking for him. At this point he really didn’t care what happened or who found him.
He wandered about Central City, hood up, hair pulled back, and a pair of sunglasses on. Every few feet he would stick his hand out, sending vibrations out and sending garbage cans flying, breaking street lights, and setting off car alarms. Cisco felt a dark energy coarsing through his body and a grim smile spread across his face, as he knew there was no holding back anymore.
“I literally just told you that I was here to check in? Jesus, it’s like talking to a brick of dairy-free cheese.” Hartley rolled his eyes. “And, again, I’m the good guy.”
Cisco ignored the man’s insult, despite wanting to laugh at how ridiculous he just sounded. “Check in on what? The state of the city? Because it’s in ruins.” He said in a stern tone. “You’re not the good guy, Hartley, no matter how big your freaking ego is.” He scoffed before continuing on his way.
Hartley rolled his eyes. “Always a pleasure, Cisquito,” he drawled, straightening up and meeting his gaze. “I’m here to check-in.” He spat. “Does Harrison still have you wrapped around his finger? Or have you finally opened up your eyes so your vastly mediocre brain can process that I was right all along?”
Cisco clenched his teeth as the spanish nickname rolled off the other’s tongue. “What I’m doing is none of your business.” He huffed, stopping a few feet from Hartley. “Why are you here? Back to terrorize people from your past again?”
Barry: Why are you getting a new phone/number? And thanks Cisco. I’m…I wish things could be different.
Cisco: Just…Don’t worry about it. I’ll leave you alone, and that way you’ll be better off. Good luck with things, Bar.
Cisco backup 