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The Unbearable Truth
A thin ray of sunlight shone through one of the bathroom windows, resting upon Sam's forehead, enough to get his eyes open. All afternoon and evening of the previous day he lay passed out on the floor, lost in dark abyss of his true reality.
https://s20.postimg.cc/aombmj7pp/SB_finds_out_32.jpg
Upon waking, he found himself breathing heavily again all the while STILL asking, "Al? Al? I really need you Al! Please...can you hear me?"
Al didn't come. That made things all the more hopeless.
Eyes squinting from the ray of light, Sam struggled to lift himself up hissing a bit from the aches anyone would experience sleeping on a hard, tile floor. He held his legs up to his chest, arms wrapped around them. He knew he needed to pick himself up from the floor...pick himself up and out of the dark pit he's been thrown in, but immediately thoughts and memories of Donna returned and he buried his face in his knees and sobbed.
Oh Donna! I'm SO sorry! If only I could tell you that. I'm sorry about everything... I never meant to..., he shuddered at the thought and cried harder. Forgive me Donna! I love you!
Now his tailbone ached and he was reminded of how he really needed to pick himself up! Using the toilet as a boost, he pulled himself up and tried to steady his wobbling legs. He managed to get that under control, but the sudden onset of remorse and anger, he could not. With tightened fists and teeth clenched, his blood came to a rapid boil. Throwing his arms out and shouting up towards the Heavens he cried, "WHY GOD WHY!? After EVERYTHING I've done for You...WHY!?"
https://s20.postimg.cc/mf093x0i5/SB_finds_out_33.jpg
"I've done everything you've ever asked of me and this is how you repay me!? How you repay my WIFE!? How could you DO this to us!?"
He lowered his head dejectedly. Never feeling so crestfallen in all his life, so betrayed. He knew God worked in mysterious ways but this final outcome for him and Donna was just awful! Unfair! A knife in the back.
https://s20.postimg.cc/4dh4646h9/SB_finds_out_34.jpg
An act of a careless God, whom he was foolish enough to put so much faith in but...after wiping his hand across his face to remove the tears...he knew God wasn't careless. After all he witnessed in his life, especially during these leaps, he KNEW that! Without a shadow of a doubt. God is ever loving, seer of all the cosmos. There's always a reason why things happen...he just wasn't sure he'd ever figure this one out and quite frankly he didn't want to!
Letting his feelings of sadness and betrayal take over again, he shook his head in disappointment at his God and spun on his heel while exiting the bathroom.
*****************
Meanwhile back on Earth...
https://s20.postimg.cc/439lmrrv1/SB_finds_out_36.jpg
Al wasn't sure if this moment he was in was reality or a dream, but either way he was talking to himself. Mostly about his concern for Sam.
Poor kid. Coming to the realization that his marriage he never knew about for the past seven years is over... This is going to be hard for him to accept.
https://s20.postimg.cc/5tsmo99e5/SB_finds_out_35.jpg
What can I say to help him get through it?
"Al?"
Hearing the greeting, the moment of talking to himself disappeared as Al slowly opened his eyes. He was in his bedroom, back home. How did I--?
"Oh good, you're awake," the voice said. Al immediately recognized it as Gushie. "I gotta tell ya, when I saw you lying on the floor in the Imaging Chamber I about had a heart attack!"
Al rubbed at his forehead, trying to remember what Gushie was referring to.
"You gave us all a scare there," Gushie continued, "but thankfully the doc on site informed us that you weren't dead and had you transported back home until you became conscious again."
Remembering, Al began to sit up.
https://s20.postimg.cc/k426zqpql/SB_finds_out_38.jpg
"Take it easy," Gushie encouraged.
But Al waved the suggestion off. "Did you figure out what distorted the link?" he asked Gushie, swinging his legs over to the side of the bed and rubbing his temples this time.
"We feel the reason is the same as when Sam received the Shock Therapy. He was simply too mentally unstable for the link to be maintained." Gushie's eyes lowered in pity as he added, "Poor Sam. I can't believe Donna did that..."
Al's head shot up suddenly as the events of the past 24 hours all came flooding back. "Oh God SAM!" he cried, "He needs my help to get him out of this!
https://s20.postimg.cc/6y24dc97x/SB_finds_out_39_EDIT.jpg
(Yes, my photo editing s"u"c"k"s, but he needed a different look on his face for this scene!)
Gushie quick! We have to get back to the Project immediately!"
"Uh, I dunno if that's a good idea--"
"WE'RE GOING!"
*****************
The past two days had been a drag, almost literally. Sam had to drag his b"u"t"t" out of bed each morning to get his responsibilities done, dragging his feet while doing so. He just couldn't get the feelings of remorse to go away. Neither his anger. He wanted to pray that Al would reach him immediately (they obviously know what Donna did!) but he wasn't speaking to God right now.
His wall phone rang, interrupting his thoughts and he reluctantly answered it. It was Emma.
"Hey Sam," she greeted. "Umm...are we still doing piano lessons today? I knocked on your door and there was no answer."
I don't remember a knock...Sam thought. He wiped his hand across his face and figured he must've not heard it in this deep pit of depression he was in.
"Sorry Emma," he answered, "Today just isn't a good day for me. I'm not feeling the greatest."
"Oh...I'm sorry."
"No it's ok...umm," he scratched his head trying to think of what to do. He couldn't seem to plan out the future right now. "I'll let you know when I'm feeling better and we'll start lessons again ok?"
Sam could feel Emma was taken aback. "Umm...ok," she said. "Are you alright? Do you need anything?"
Her questions made him feel all the more overwhelmed. "No thank you," he replied at a rapid rate, "I'm fine. Thanks Emma. Talk to you later." Then he hung up. Oh boy... he thought, staring at the wall in regret. I bet that hurt her feelings. Oh gosh...
As he continued to wallow in his grief, he heard a familiar sound suddenly appear from behind him.
https://s20.postimg.cc/5q1fhmw25/SB_Al_returns_1.jpg
Sam froze. His first thought was that it wasn't that familiar sound he knew. He was hearing things in his distress, he was sure of it! But...that didn't stop him from saying, "Al?"
He slowly turned around.
When he saw the figure standing before him, clear as day, his eyes lit up as the corners of his mouth turned up, creating an enormous smile!
"AL!" he cried.
https://s20.postimg.cc/fi8p10wct/SB_Al_returns_7.jpg
To be continued...
:)
A thin ray of sunlight shone through one of the bathroom windows, resting upon Sam's forehead, enough to get his eyes open. All afternoon and evening of the previous day he lay passed out on the floor, lost in dark abyss of his true reality.
https://s20.postimg.cc/aombmj7pp/SB_finds_out_32.jpg
Upon waking, he found himself breathing heavily again all the while STILL asking, "Al? Al? I really need you Al! Please...can you hear me?"
Al didn't come. That made things all the more hopeless.
Eyes squinting from the ray of light, Sam struggled to lift himself up hissing a bit from the aches anyone would experience sleeping on a hard, tile floor. He held his legs up to his chest, arms wrapped around them. He knew he needed to pick himself up from the floor...pick himself up and out of the dark pit he's been thrown in, but immediately thoughts and memories of Donna returned and he buried his face in his knees and sobbed.
Oh Donna! I'm SO sorry! If only I could tell you that. I'm sorry about everything... I never meant to..., he shuddered at the thought and cried harder. Forgive me Donna! I love you!
Now his tailbone ached and he was reminded of how he really needed to pick himself up! Using the toilet as a boost, he pulled himself up and tried to steady his wobbling legs. He managed to get that under control, but the sudden onset of remorse and anger, he could not. With tightened fists and teeth clenched, his blood came to a rapid boil. Throwing his arms out and shouting up towards the Heavens he cried, "WHY GOD WHY!? After EVERYTHING I've done for You...WHY!?"
https://s20.postimg.cc/mf093x0i5/SB_finds_out_33.jpg
"I've done everything you've ever asked of me and this is how you repay me!? How you repay my WIFE!? How could you DO this to us!?"
He lowered his head dejectedly. Never feeling so crestfallen in all his life, so betrayed. He knew God worked in mysterious ways but this final outcome for him and Donna was just awful! Unfair! A knife in the back.
https://s20.postimg.cc/4dh4646h9/SB_finds_out_34.jpg
An act of a careless God, whom he was foolish enough to put so much faith in but...after wiping his hand across his face to remove the tears...he knew God wasn't careless. After all he witnessed in his life, especially during these leaps, he KNEW that! Without a shadow of a doubt. God is ever loving, seer of all the cosmos. There's always a reason why things happen...he just wasn't sure he'd ever figure this one out and quite frankly he didn't want to!
Letting his feelings of sadness and betrayal take over again, he shook his head in disappointment at his God and spun on his heel while exiting the bathroom.
*****************
Meanwhile back on Earth...
https://s20.postimg.cc/439lmrrv1/SB_finds_out_36.jpg
Al wasn't sure if this moment he was in was reality or a dream, but either way he was talking to himself. Mostly about his concern for Sam.
Poor kid. Coming to the realization that his marriage he never knew about for the past seven years is over... This is going to be hard for him to accept.
https://s20.postimg.cc/5tsmo99e5/SB_finds_out_35.jpg
What can I say to help him get through it?
"Al?"
Hearing the greeting, the moment of talking to himself disappeared as Al slowly opened his eyes. He was in his bedroom, back home. How did I--?
"Oh good, you're awake," the voice said. Al immediately recognized it as Gushie. "I gotta tell ya, when I saw you lying on the floor in the Imaging Chamber I about had a heart attack!"
Al rubbed at his forehead, trying to remember what Gushie was referring to.
"You gave us all a scare there," Gushie continued, "but thankfully the doc on site informed us that you weren't dead and had you transported back home until you became conscious again."
Remembering, Al began to sit up.
https://s20.postimg.cc/k426zqpql/SB_finds_out_38.jpg
"Take it easy," Gushie encouraged.
But Al waved the suggestion off. "Did you figure out what distorted the link?" he asked Gushie, swinging his legs over to the side of the bed and rubbing his temples this time.
"We feel the reason is the same as when Sam received the Shock Therapy. He was simply too mentally unstable for the link to be maintained." Gushie's eyes lowered in pity as he added, "Poor Sam. I can't believe Donna did that..."
Al's head shot up suddenly as the events of the past 24 hours all came flooding back. "Oh God SAM!" he cried, "He needs my help to get him out of this!
https://s20.postimg.cc/6y24dc97x/SB_finds_out_39_EDIT.jpg
(Yes, my photo editing s"u"c"k"s, but he needed a different look on his face for this scene!)
Gushie quick! We have to get back to the Project immediately!"
"Uh, I dunno if that's a good idea--"
"WE'RE GOING!"
*****************
The past two days had been a drag, almost literally. Sam had to drag his b"u"t"t" out of bed each morning to get his responsibilities done, dragging his feet while doing so. He just couldn't get the feelings of remorse to go away. Neither his anger. He wanted to pray that Al would reach him immediately (they obviously know what Donna did!) but he wasn't speaking to God right now.
His wall phone rang, interrupting his thoughts and he reluctantly answered it. It was Emma.
"Hey Sam," she greeted. "Umm...are we still doing piano lessons today? I knocked on your door and there was no answer."
I don't remember a knock...Sam thought. He wiped his hand across his face and figured he must've not heard it in this deep pit of depression he was in.
"Sorry Emma," he answered, "Today just isn't a good day for me. I'm not feeling the greatest."
"Oh...I'm sorry."
"No it's ok...umm," he scratched his head trying to think of what to do. He couldn't seem to plan out the future right now. "I'll let you know when I'm feeling better and we'll start lessons again ok?"
Sam could feel Emma was taken aback. "Umm...ok," she said. "Are you alright? Do you need anything?"
Her questions made him feel all the more overwhelmed. "No thank you," he replied at a rapid rate, "I'm fine. Thanks Emma. Talk to you later." Then he hung up. Oh boy... he thought, staring at the wall in regret. I bet that hurt her feelings. Oh gosh...
As he continued to wallow in his grief, he heard a familiar sound suddenly appear from behind him.
https://s20.postimg.cc/5q1fhmw25/SB_Al_returns_1.jpg
Sam froze. His first thought was that it wasn't that familiar sound he knew. He was hearing things in his distress, he was sure of it! But...that didn't stop him from saying, "Al?"
He slowly turned around.
When he saw the figure standing before him, clear as day, his eyes lit up as the corners of his mouth turned up, creating an enormous smile!
"AL!" he cried.
https://s20.postimg.cc/fi8p10wct/SB_Al_returns_7.jpg
To be continued...
:)
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