Operation Centuria: The First 25

Day 15:Clock "For The Fifth Time" by Jane

There’s two choices: To repeat everything again or to suffer. 

The clock strikes 12, and I’m so glad that I still made it. “Baby are you alright?” he’s alive, for the fifth time. I look at him and quickly give him a peck on his cheeks. “Baby?” his eyes was too confuse. “I’m okay, I need to go baby, I love you” and then I went off.

That’s just it.January 21, 12 o’clock in the evening. He will caught up in an accident then he won’t remember that he died again and again, he won’t remember that I saved him for the fifth time. He won’t even remember that I cried the first time I saw him died, he even won’t remember how I kissed him on his lips the second time that he passed away. Those memories will be fading away one by one. 

The first time I got this time travelling clock was when I was 12, my grandmother told me that I can go back in time for six times, I didn’t believe it at first but when I had no choice, when I had no time to think of anything, I really did go back, to the first time that we meet. He was my superman, he saved me from being alone forever. He saved me from breaking my heart. And now, I only have one last chance to go back in time, I only have one last chance to save him. My grip tightened in the clock that I am holding. I can’t lose him again. 

I run as fast as I can, I can’t afford to lose him. I can’t. There’s no way I’m gonna let him die, again. 

“Shey?” my mother called me when she saw me crying, for the fifth time. I wearily wipe my tears and tried to put a smile on my face. “Hey mom” She didn’t care that I greeted her, she quickly grab me and hugged me from behind. “Let go.. Let go of him.. “ Her hands spread around my shoulders and hugged me tight. She knew what I am doing, she know everything, because she’s my mother, she’s the only one left who’ll understand me more than anyone. “Mom.. I can’t… and I won’t” and that’s the end of our conversation. I just love him so much that I can’t accept the fact that our forever will never be..forever.

“Baby?” our love life has a time limit. As far as I know were near to the end, and as far as I know, it’s today. I cried hard yesterday knowing that he might leave me today… he will leave me again. “Why are you crying? Is there something wrong? Tell me” His face was too charming and I can’t take my eyes off him. He’s really attractive, but that’s not the reason why I loved him so much. The reason is… the time when I felt I was alone in this world, the time that I was crying hard at the grave of my grandmother that I regretted not saving.. he was there, for me.

I slowly look at my time travelling clock, 2 hours to go. I held his hands and then run with him. It’s like I was so free, it’s like there’s nothing to worry, it’s like our love story will never end. It’s like eternity…with a time limit. “I love you” he smiled and cupped my face before his lips was attached to mine. My tears flowed over and over. Please, don’t end. Please, don’t make the time goes on, please, stop for a moment. I kissed him passionately, and put all my love in it, I can feel his affection running through our kisses. “Let’s live to eternity” and before I closed my eyes, he was gone. 

“Shey! Why are you here outside?! It’s freezing cold! Come on!” my grandmother called me. I look at the clock, I’m back to the time that I don’t know him. and this is when I will see him for the first time. My grandmother held my hands pulling me through inside the party. This is it. I heard those vintage songs. “Shey this is Liam, Liam this is Shey, Play around both of you” my grandmother said. I saw his face again, he was younger. 

I was suppose to play with him. I was suppose to ask what’s his favorites. I was suppose to enjoy the night. I was suppose to have a crush on him because he hugged me. I was suppose to smile, sincerely.. for him.

But I didn’t do anything. “Grandma! Let’s go home?” and before I went outside that hall, his face was slowly fading, and I know… there will be no another time to meet him, again.

That one last look, and my tears fell off.