In Fifteen

Alex Lettock sits staring at the 'Dear Journal' he has written down already. He blinks, remembering the date. He jots it down, then stops again, his eyes clouding over as if they lost all for of thought from before.
"Ah!" He abruptly spurts out, and begins the writing.

Dear Journal,

It has been about a month since the car accident. My injuries have for the most part healed over, however Lindsey's did... not. I didn't know one person could be upset for a month straight, even after buying into what excuse I used to get her to talk with me still. Either way, I have chances - as if I never did before, HA!
Anyway, I have continued my experimentations with this power of mine, and it lead me to one more extremely important factor - déjà vu. Although I figured it was just a passing thing whenever Lindsey felt it, other people - usually weirder, I suppose more sensitive people - I have had contact with have as well. For example, I was sitting with my friend Chris about a week ago, when he ended slipping on a loose napkin in his kitchen. He fell and really hurt himself, so I quickly threw that out and moved back. I stopped him from slipping the second time, but he mentioned a feeling a déjà vu right afterward.
Now, Chris isn't exactly what I would call an emotional person, but he definitely is one of my more... empathetic friends. I figure this has got to be a fluke though - I feel déjà vu occasionally myself, it doesn't mean anything at all.

Alex closed his journal. He looked up at the time and decided some fresh air was in order.
Walking towards a sandwich shop not far from his house, Alex received a call from another friend of his, Eileen. They agree on meeting at the shop and talking for a bit.
"Yeah, some womanly advice would be lovely, Leena. Thanks, I'll see you there." Alex states before hanging up.
Beating her to the shop, already seated and contemplating the health risks of a double meatball sandwich with the triple cheese, Eileen eventually arrived and sat across from Alex.
"Hi." She said perkily.
"Hey, how's it been going?"
"Oh, you know, just living. How about yourself, any new and exciting things in your life? What's this you told me about needing 'womanly advice?'"
Alex gave Eileen a look that he usually ends up giving her one or twice ever time they are around each other. It's the look that reveals personal conflict: On the one hand how they are friends and gender shouldn't and hasn't mattered for many many years, but the other being the fact that she is still definitely an attractive female that is trustworthy and fun to be around. Thankfully, Alex realized that he was giving this look, and quickly erased from his focus.
He then responded. "Yeah, womanly advice. You see, there's this girl that..."
Eileen promptly interrupted him with mockful oo-ings.
"Stop that. Anyway, I kinda screwed up about a month ago with this girl Lindsey, and I don't know how to fix it."
"Well, what did you do or say to make her angry?"
"It's not what I said really. I mean, I didn't help my case at all, but really it was what I accidentally did. I may or may not have left her hanging after a date. And by hanging -"
"You mean you just didn't kiss her goodnight or something? Because that's acceptable you know - always kiss on the second date." Eileen interrupted.
"More like I left her at the movie theatre. I kinda just up and left. Sort of."
Eileen gave a shocked look. She pushed herself away from the table. "Excuse me?"
"Yeah, I know what that sounds like. But seriously, it wasn't entirely my fault."
"It certainly sounds like it though. Explain yourself. Immediately." She gave Alex a judgmental look, so to say 'make it good' with her eyes.
Alex sighed deeply, and began his extraordinary, and mostly unbelievable story of turning back time - a total of fifteen minutes - five times a day - and how it saved him from a car crash - helped him meet Lindsey to begin with - and so on. By the time Alex was finished, the overbearing look of utter disbelief and condescending thoughts. Which was immediately followed up with a disgraceful laughter meant to strike Alex in the pride.
"Understandable reaction I suppose. Pass me napkin quickly please?"
Still laughing, Eileen shakily grabbed and handed him the thin napkin. Alex, with a victorious smirk on his face, unfolded and laid the napkin in front of Eileen. Then he swiftly grabbed her coffee out of her hands, halting her laughter and transforming into a loud and resentful 'Hey!'
"Trust me." Alex said quietly, pouring the coffee all over the napkin and table. Eileen stood instantly, letting out a small yelp. Alex followed suit, reaching out and taking her wrist. The moment she began to struggle free, the entire world stopped.

Eileen stood motionless as the world reversed itself around her and Alex. She watched as the cup of coffee refilled and replaced itself to where she was holding it, which meant it was mid-air. She gazed in complete disbelief and fear over the coffee-soaked napkin turning dry and moving itself back to itself container. Her eyes followed her styrofoam cup continue the path she carried it, all the way back to the counter where she purchased it. Suddenly, the world regrouped, and started again, moving forward as it was moments ago. She looked at Alex, him letting go of her wrist now. His smirk didn't go away as Eileen looked at him, terrified.

"I see. And it just happens whenever you want?"
"Yup. At first I thought it was because of the pocket-watch I bought not too long ago, but it just happens whenever I force it to happen." Alex answered.
Both began to walk towards his apartment, being sure to take their time.
"But, there are rules. For example, it only works five times a day. From midnight to midnight. No exceptions; I can only turn back a total of fifteen minutes each time; whatever objects I hold go back with me -"
"That's what I just... experienced, right?" Eileen interrupted.
"Indeed it was. Along with that, I've begun to notice that people that are a little emotional or empathetic tend to notice the change through déjà vu. It's really unnerving, especially when I did it around Chris."
"This is a real trip." She interrupted again. "So Sci-Fi. It feels unreal."
"It's even more difficult trying to explain this to someone you ditched at a movie theatre. All because of an accident. I was being a real-life superhero, and the only thanks I get is utter disbelief and the coldest shoulder possible."
"Did you show this girl? Have you even seen her since then?"
"Not really. And our phone conversations have wittled down to small talk and me attempting to make it up to her."
Eileen chuckled a little. "Ungrateful bitch. You save her life and then she doesn't even shake your hand for it?" she jokingly shakes her head in disapproval.
Alex laughs. He then looks up and sees his apartment building about a block away. He sighs and turns back to Eileen.
"Thanks for the support, but really, I don't how to do this. You're my closest friend, this is the kind of stuff I think I'm allowed to share with you. Her on the other hand... well, we don't exactly have a serious enough relationship for me to just break out that I can travel through time." Alex chuckled at his own statement.
Eileen let out a loud awe and hugged Alex tight 'I never knew you felt that way about our friendship!" She said loudly, following it with vocal fake crying. "It's so sweet, it makes me cry."
Alex struggles her off. "Yeah yeah, cut that out. Now, I'm pretty much home, so we need to make an agreement."
"Am I being sworn to secrecy? Awesome." Eileen gave a smile.
"Yeah, exactly. Now I understand that this isn't the type of thing that you can just tell someone about and have them believe you. However, you need to promise me that you will never ask me to send you back ever again, and also do your best to ignore any sense of déjà vu you may get - that'll freak me out."
Eileen looked at Alex and gave a disgruntled look. "You really think that I would ask you to do somethin-"
"Yes, hence the promise you won't. I've done my experimentation with this power of mine, and I don't want to press that any further. You shouldn't press the usage of this power either."
"You're still planning to use it though, right?"
"Here and there, but never to manipulate people or events. Just to keep a better status quo, if that makes sense."
Eileen resumed her disgruntled face. "Not really, but I think I understand what you are telling me; don't ask to be sent back in time for personal gain."
"Exactly. But, I feel as if I have nothing to fear. You won't be making any surprise visits for lottery numbers, will you?:
"I doubt it."
They both chuckled at the thought. Hugs were then given, and Alex said bye to Eileen. He watches her turn around and go around the corner towards her car, eventually heading back into his own apartment.

Dear Journal,

I made a mistake once again. In a attempt to show Eileen my ability, I risked a bit. Although I have already discovered that an item that I'm holding can go back with me, I never assumed that a human could go with me. It worked though. I must not try that again though - I'm pretty much at the verge of not having anything with Lindsey anymore, especially since there is no way to explain myself.
Tomorrow brings more chances though. Worthless ones, but chances nonetheless.

The clock returns to its regular forward motion the next morning. Alex stands away from the glass of juice, which within a few seconds of the clock getting back to its usual movement, made its motion, falling and spilling everywhere.
"All clean. Time to go." He said to himself.
Alex took up his coat and left his apartment. A confident smile overtook his face as he made his way uptown.