The Watch – Part 245:

(Tom’s perspective)

I collapsed to the floor, broken and exhausted, and numb. The ground was so soft, my eyelids were so heavy, and my limbs were flaccid, disturbed, and helpless. My head was pounding, and my heart was beating so fast it was hurting my chest even more, and my breathing was thin. I just wanted to lay here forever.

But, the reason why I was in this state, was because I never gave up what I knew. I was not going to let Dr. Amanda win. She knew that I wasn’t going to give up easily, and I knew she could have kept going, but I have to be alive to tell her what she wants, so she finally released my bonds and let me go back to my cell.

‘I’ve never met anyone who doesn’t have a limit,’ she threatened. ‘I’m impressed you lasted this long,’ and that was all she said before she left the room, letting one of her people drag me back here.

I can’t take any more of this, but I know I will have to soon. Throughout the entire time I was there, after each and every attack she made against my body, I contemplated telling her everything, just giving up and revealing what I knew, but that voice in the back of my head stayed strong. I didn’t know how long I could last, but paradoxically, I knew that there was always one more in me. I knew I could take one more, and then another, and then another. I was never going to let her win.

I think my fingers and wrists are broken, maybe even shattered, and I can feel my legs swelling up. I’m sweating, covered in water, and blood. But laying here, not moving, couldn’t be better. Laying here means that I can recover, which means I will be able to take so much more that she has plans for. I will never give up. But maybe I will, just to make her stop. If I tell her everything, it will all stop, I will be able to recover without worrying when she’s going to come back for another round. I can just lay here forever…

They say that every decision that you ever make in your life leads you somewhere. I remember sitting at my computer one day, browsing aimlessly because there was simply nothing to do, when suddenly I found myself reading something that stated that every decision that I have ever made has led me to reading that, and that got me thinking. Of course it did. But then, it wasn’t me who decided to get the computer, it was someone else, my parents to be precise: They brought it for me for my sixteenth birthday when I had left high school because they had a discussion about needing peace and quiet to complete any assignments that I get when I start college. So, was it really me who made all the decisions? Well, the answer is still yes, because it was me who decided to sit at the computer on that day, browsing on that website at that specific time when the post went live to read it.

But even then, a lot of factors had to be put in place for me to read that post. The person who created and, or uploaded it decided to do it then and on that website. If it weren’t for him, then I wouldn’t have done so. So, who made the ultimate decision there? Did he decide to do what he did so that I could read the post, or did I decide to browse on that website so that he could upload that post? Who can say?

But what I do know is that a lot of decisions and a lot of factors has to be made and put in place in a specific order for me to end up laying on this floor. Sebastian had to receive the watch, Amy had to fall in love with him to be sitting at the dining room table with us reading that day’s newspaper which had the advertisement for the concert in, and once we’re at the concert, the four meteorites had to appear out of nowhere, forcing Sebastian to make a quick decision to take us to another universe, where Zaylor had to be on standby to take us and hold us in his laboratory, and then Amy and I had to suddenly find ourselves in another universe. My decisions in all of that is when I decided to go to the concert, decided to go back and say that I was sorry for storming out on Sebastian after I found out about the watch, and decided to be his friend the first moment I met him way back in pre-school.

If we never became friends, none of this would have happened. The question I’m asking myself is: Am I regretting being friends with Sebastian? No, of course not. When Sebastian and I became friends on that day, none of us knew what was going to happen. I can only assume that a lot of factors had to be put in place for Sebastian to find the watch sitting in his living room, so is all of this the fault of the person who sent The Watch to Sebastian? And if Zaylor had decided to create his own laboratory, we wouldn’t have been trapped in it when we arrived. So is it all his fault?

Or am I lying here because I am about to make a decision that will lead to something so much better than anything I could have imagined – for lack of a better phrase, am I supposed to be pulled through the hedge backwards to get there. I don’t know. Not even Sebastian who can see the future whenever he wants knows of what is going to happen.

I’m lying here because I am, and that’s it. There was nothing that I could have done to prevent it, and there is nothing that I can do to prevent what will happen in the future. Call that destiny. Call it fate. Call it whatever you want, I’m laying here because I am. Nothing more, nothing less.

           

TO BE CONTINUED…

Thanks for reading

Antony Hudson

(TonyHadNouns)