The Watch – Part 149:

I teleported us both into the spare bedroom. I kept my finger crossed for the room to be empty when we arrived. Seeing herself in my arms would be incomprehensible to say the least, but luckily she was still downstairs, allowing me to lift Amy onto the bed, made sure that she was comfortable and left her to rest.

There’s no going back now. I have to complete my plan. I feel terrible even thinking about doing it, but technically I’ve already done it, with myself and Amy, except they knew partly what was going on, but does that make it right. Does what I am about to do make me a bad person? Is this going too far? I can’t ask those questions. I just have to get this over and done with.

Knowing that the other Amy would hear the door opening upstairs and would investigate, I made sure to do this quickly before she starts calling the Police, if she hasn’t already.

Stepping out into the hallway the noise of the door clicking open and shut echoed around the hallway.

‘Who’s there,’ I heard Amy’s voice call from the bottom of the stairs. I didn’t stand and wait for her to lose interest and think of some excuse, I kept moving forward. My heart was beating in my throat, faster and faster with each step I took closer towards Amy.

‘Is that you?’ she asked.

‘I’ve already called the Police. You had better get out of here before I do anything I’m going to regret,’ she threatened, but still I continued forward. I was a step away from the stairs and revealing my return. It was then I stopped. I took a deep breath, gathered all of my thoughts together and push myself forward.

‘How did you get in here?’ Amy called. I didn’t know what to say. There was nothing that I could say to make her understand. How do I explain what I am about to do? Why would she even understand it if I did? She doesn’t even know me, so I have nothing to say. I walked downstairs, taking my time. Amy started to back away, slowly. I didn’t want her to leave the house as that would make things difficult.

I’m making this sound much more sinister than it actually is. I’m not going to do what I’m unintentionally describing. Although, I might as well be doing that. It feels as if I am about to do that, and trying to reassure myself that I am not is futile. My head is full. I can’t think of anything else.

Amy was scared. She can’t help but notice my eyes: So much activity. Her being scared increases tenfold. Tears start running down my eyes once more. I continued forward, momentum kept me straight and true.

‘What are you doing?’ Amy asked, her voice shaking. I reached out and grabbed her upper arm.

‘Get off me. How dare you do this.’ I reached for my watch. Everything was ready and primed so all I had to do was press the button.

‘Help,’ Amy screamed at the door, hoping that someone would hear her. She struggled with everything she had, hit my chest to try and push me away, stomped on my feet and reached out at my eyes with her fingernails. I struggled to stand straight and solid as my finger neared the button. I wanted to say that I was sorry, that there was no other choice, but I just couldn’t bring myself to say it.

My finger pressed the button. We disappeared from where we stood, entering the Void. Her struggling stopped immediately as her body was broken down into atoms and her mind being transported from one Universe to another under the protection of the watch. The same set of circumstances happened as all the times before, and soon we were standing on another world, in another Universe. I made sure to catch Amy as she fell backwards so that she didn’t slam her head against the ground. Her eyes were still telling me that she was scared and confused.

‘I’m sorry,’ I said before her eyes closed and she too passed out with exhaustion. All I have to do is return to Amy. My Amy. All I have to do is press the button down once more and disappear, leaving this Amy to wake up later on and not know what is going on. I wasn’t sure what Universe this was. I wanted to pick one where she would feel at home, but when she wakes, will she ever be truly home.

I stood up straight and set the watch to teleport me back home.

‘I’m so sorry,’ I said before disappearing once more.

When I returned to my house, where Amy was lying on the bed in the spare bedroom. When she wakes, I will have to tell her everything that happened

There was probably a simpler solution, one that didn’t require me to take such drastic actions, but I was in a state of shock, I didn’t have much time, I had to make a snap decision to make things right. I had to…

None of those reasons are an excuse for what I did. I will have to live with that. I could erase the memories from my mind, but I want to keep them. I want to remember them so that I’m not drawn to do anything like that again.

I overstepped my mark and I will pay for it. I can do anything. But that doesn’t mean I have to.

TO BE CONTINUED…

Thanks for reading

Antony Hudson

(TonyHadNouns)