The Watch – Part 193:

(Tom’s perspective)

We sat for as long as we could before the feeling of uncomfortableness started to set in, forcing us to resume pacing about. We are now in a desperate situation. Sebastian has been captured and that was our only change of getting out of here.

‘Do you think he’s lying,’ Amy suggested, ‘you know, about Sebastian, I mean.’

I stopped walking and thought.

‘No,’ I said after a few moments. ‘He sounded way too excited.’

‘And you’re sure it wasn’t an act?’

‘Well he is the very definition of crazy,’ I said, weighing up the possibilities once more. ‘But even if you are acting, I just can’t see how you be so genuine if it wasn’t true. I know I’m only confirming what you don’t want to hear, but we can’t afford not to be, considering we’re here.’

Amy didn’t know what to say to follow that up with and so we resumed walking about again.

‘I’m just struggling to see how Sebastian could have gotten captured, that’s all,’ Amy said. ‘He has the watch. He said, and we know because we’ve seen him do so many things, that he can do whatever he wants. Literally anything he wants, nothing is impossible. How the hell did he get himself captured?’ I watched as she rolled up her hands into fists. She was angry. I was angry. I don’t know if I should be angry with Zaylor for keeping us here, or with Sebastian for getting himself captured.

‘We shouldn’t be angry with Sebastian,’ I said to Amy, knowing that she was feeling the same way as I was.

‘I don’t want to be,’ Amy said. ‘It’s not his fault. Of course it isn’t his fault. He might have the watch, but that doesn’t stop him from coming across someone that can beat him in some way.’ She took a deep breath to calm herself down. ‘I’m not mad with Sebastian. But I am absolutely furious with Zaylor.’

‘I don’t think getting angry is the best thing to do,’ I was trying to think rationally.

‘Well, there doesn’t seem that there’s much else to do around here, except pace about until our legs hurt, then sit down until we get uncomfortable and then pace about some more, all whilst waiting for that maniac of a man to come and give us some information about his experiments that we don’t know is true or not.’ Her face went red as if she was trying to get herself together. ‘What else is there to do except get angry?’

I didn’t know what to say. A part of me wants to agree with Amy, and another part of me wants to try and remain calm with the hope that he’s not telling the truth and that Sebastian will come through that door any second now. We’ve been here for an unknown amount of time with no sign of Sebastian anywhere. No, he’s my best friend. He’s not just my best friend, but he’s my life-long friend. We’ve got each other’s backs no matter what. I know that Sebastian is out there, doing everything that he can to find us. We just have to keep as much hope as we can.

Smack.

I turn my entire body to the sound of bone smacking against glass and discover that Amy couldn’t contain her anger any longer and decided to take it out on the glass. I wanted to let her continue until all the rage had left her body, but if I do that she’ll do herself serious injury.

Smack. I could see it on her face that she was in pain, but her anger was numbing it just enough to let her continue trying to break the glass.

Smack.

‘You’re going to hurt yourself,’ I said.

‘I don’t care,’ she said flustered. Her face red hot with rage. ‘I want out of here.’ She hit the glass again as hard as she could. ‘I want out of here,’ she smacked it again. And again. And again until she started hitting it in time with her words. ‘I. Want. Out. Of. Here.’ She hit the glass harder than ever. She stopped.

She was in pain. Her knuckles were red and her hand was shaking. Her face was twisted with rage. She had reached her limit with the amount of pain she could take. She looked up at the glass expectedly. Her shoulders slumped as she sighed with disappointment that the glass didn’t have a single mark. But, I could also see it that she knew that it was a waste of effort.

Without speaking or looking at me, she turned towards the back wall and sat down. I followed and sat down beside her once more.

‘Thank you,’ she said.

‘What for?’

‘For not stopping me.’

‘Oh,’ I said. ‘Er… you’re welcome, I guess.’ She laughed at my silly attempt at… whatever I was trying to do at the time. I realised that what I had said wasn’t the best thing to say and chuckled as well.

‘Sorry,’ she said.

‘Don’t be.’

‘But I am. I’ve never done anything like that before. And it really hurt,’ she said. It was my time to laugh first, which caused her to do the same.

‘What are we doing?’ she said suddenly. ‘Why are we laughing at a situation like this?’

‘I don’t know,’ I shrugged with honesty, but I knew that Amy wanted some sort of an answer, ‘I guess it’s because we both know that we will get out of here. This isn’t the best of places to be, but there are plenty of other places that we don’t want to be right now.’ That has to be the worst answer to anything I’ve ever given.

‘True,’ she admitted.

I wanted to change the subject, to release the tension in some way other than just hitting the glass with our fists. It may not be the most conventional thing to do, but it was the only thing I could think of and from the way it has worked so far, it may just keep our spirits high.

‘You know what’s weird,’ I said casually.

‘What?’ Amy asked.

‘That Sebastian is now both my best friend and your boyfriend at the same time.’ Amy thought about that for a couple of seconds, making me think whether or not that she understood what I meant by that so I started to clarify, ‘you know, because he was once very nervous.’

‘Yeah, I got what you meant,’ she said.

‘Right,’ I said casually as I waited for her to respond to it.

‘You know what’s even weirder?’ she asked.

‘What?’ I looked confused.

‘That he’s now both my boyfriend and your best friend at the same time.’

‘I agree with that?’ Then I realised something. Did we just unintentionally call each other weird?’

TO BE CONTINUED…

Thanks for reading

Antony Hudson

(TonyHadNouns)