Note: College AU.

Sad ending. sorry, guys, but they can't all be perfect!

Enjoy!

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"I got a j- What?!?"

Barry stared at the letter in shock.

He, the shy nerd, was going to be a delivery man.

Yikes.

...

It was his first day.

And he was terrified.

Could he get fired for being shy?

He hoped not. 

'Cause if he could, then he wouldn't last very long.

...

The first delivery went great.

The old lady smiled when he blushed, sighed for her package, and even offered cookies.

The second one was fine too.

It was a young child who was surprisingly polite.

It was the third one that scared him.

...

It started out great.

He walked up toward the door.

He knocked.

Out came a man wearing only a pair of pants.

"Where do I sign?" he asked sleepily.

Barry blushed and handed it to him.

He took the clipboard and signed before inspecting Barry, causing him to fidget.

"New, huh?" the guy said.

Barry nodded slowly.

"I'll give you a few days," the man muttered before heading back into his house.

...

"Uh... who lives at 62 Dalton street?" Barry asked (Couldn't help it! I put Glee references wherever I can!).

"Guy named Leonard Snart, but we call him Snart. He's the reason you have a job. Always scares off the employees by making fun of them."

Barry raised an eyebrow.

"People quit their jobs because someone picks on them?"

Blaine nodded (again! Ha!).

"Why? Has he picked on you yet?"

Barry shook his head slowly.

Then he remembered what the man had said.

"I'll give you a few days."

Well, shit.

...

"Are you going to make me want to quit?" Barry asked when he walked up to Snart's door.

"At some point. Unless I like you. Which I sincerely doubt."

"Ouch," Barry muttered.

Snart raised an eyebrow.

"How old are you, anyway?

Barry scowled.

"I'm in college, jackass."

"So you do have a mouth on ya."

Barry rolled his eyes.

"I'm a nerd, yes. I'm usually shy, but if you're going to get me fired, then I'm not going to be nice."

Snart raised an eyebrow.

"Also, I'm not calling you Snart. I'll call you what I want, and I want to call you Len."

Len shrugged.

"Can I sign for my package now?"

...

Over the next few weeks, Len left Barry alone.

Until he didn't.

...

"Hey, Len," Barry greeted.

Len just stared at him.

"Hey, Barry."

"Something up?"

"You're a freak."

Barry stepped back.

He knew he couldn't leave until Len signed, but he really wanted to.

"Len?"

"You're a jerk. Bet if you had parents, they'd be ashamed."

How did he know?

More importantly, was he right?

Would Henry and Nora be ashamed of him?

"You don't deserve anything."

Barry swallowed, tears threatening to spill.

This was what he thought every day.

It took so much convincing to tell himself it wasn't true.

But what if it was?

What if he was just a waste of space?

"I'll sign, but I never want to see you again."

Barry let a single tear escape as Len signed and handed it back to him.

"Well... I guess this is goodbye, then," Barry said as he walked away.

But Len had already slammed the door.

...

Barry replayed the words in his head.

"You're a freak."

"You're a jerk. Bet if you had parents, they'd be ashamed."

"You don't deserve anything."

"I'll sign, but I never want to see you again."

He looked in the mirror.

He didn't really want to see himself again.

If he closed his eyes forever, he would never have to see his ugly face again.

...

Barry Allen was found dead in his apartment on his college campus. He had hung himself, without a note.

...

Len never remembered what he had said to Barry.

After all, he had been drunk.

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Note: ...

Am I the only one who honestly hated that ending?

Sigh.

I hope you enjoyed anyway.