As A Movie

CHAPTER - 08

After having dinner Sam went to his room. He laid on the bed with the hopes of getting some sleep. He closed his eyes to fall in dreams or even nightmares at this point. He was becoming desperate for sleep by now. He tried taking deep breathes or even going as far as stupidly counting sheeps in his head but everything seemed to no avail. He still couldn't sleep instead just ended up tossing and turning in the bed.

He had insomnia.

He was only a kid when he had witnessed his alcoholic of a father abusing her mother countless times. He would always get drunk and beat her, sometimes too bad that his mother wouldn't even be able to stand up without falling again the next moment. He hated his father. He despised him to the core of his heart and he was even sure if he wouldn't have been a helpless kid back then, he wouldn't have let that happen to his mother.

Not that he didn't try to save his mother back then he did. But what harm could possibly a bite from a little kid do to a grown up man. While he used to try to push his father away from her mother there his little sister used to cry until her hard crying would turn into sobs for her only to fall asleep lastly. As much as he hated his father he hated himself more for being that weak kid and unable to protect his little sister and mother back then.

Sam wanted to be strong.

Strong enough to protect his loved once.

Sam was five when finally his mother gathered courage and divorced his jerk of a father. But those things Sam saw as a kid were imprinted in his mind. He wanted to forget it but he couldn't. That had left him with a trauma. Since then his eyes had become sleepless. Those would be fortunate days when he would get to sleep few hours and those days were rare.

He thought about the lady, his mother who divorced his father without having any job or any other source of income. She was worried how she would take care of her two kids. Her family was understanding and nice so they helped her in getting a place to set up a cafe. On ground floor it was cafe whereas they lived at the first floor. Sam was proud of his mother who had always been trying her best to take care of him and his sister.

Sam didn't want to worry his mother more than she already was because of other things so he had been keeping is insomnia a secret and it wasn't even that hard to keep as he was always in his room so his sister or mother never knew. Whenever he would close his eyes face of his cruel father beating his mother would come to haunt him down which eventually made him sleep deprived but he still tried to take care of himself so his health won't be affected.

He was lost in his monologue that he didn't realise when sleep took over him early in the morning. It would have be barely two hours and so when he woke up. He came downstairs. It was still early so he thought why not cook breakfast for everyone, with a bright smile at the thought of his sister and mother getting happy he pulled out his mobile and put on a pop song to get in the mood.

He was very excited as it was his first try to cook something other than just making noodles or heating pre cooked food of convince store. With bobing his head up and down to the beat of the music he swayed his body swiftly taking out utensils and ingredients from the cupboard and fridge as he decided to make pancakes.

He used Internet to browse the recipe because he had no idea how to make it he didn't even know the proper ingredients. He pulled up his sleeves and got ready to make the batter mix all ingredients. After getting it ready he had out the batter on the pan. As he was waiting he got back to swaying his body with the song when he smelt something burning and the next minute he could see black smoke which made him turn and look back at the stove.

His pan was on fire.

His pan was literally on fire when his eyes fell on it. He quickly turned off the stove and put the pan in sink turning on the tap to cool off the fire. By then his mother had woken up and the faul burning smell made her run to the kitchen where she found her boy dumping the burnt pancake in the trash while coughing due to smoke.

" What were you doing?" she asked Sam she astonished.

" I was trying to cook pancakes." Sam replied while scratching the back of his neck. Too much for first trail. He was sure he wasn't going to try cooking after this disaster he would be with eating cup noddles all his life.

" More like burning down the whole house. " his mother teased him while patting his head as if giving him assurance that it was okay.

" Now let me cook. And you Mr Sam Patterson clean up this mess." she said with fake strictness while giggling a little at his child's attempt.

" Hahaha sure mom. Let the expert take the lead." he said while bowing in front of her mom in dramatic way while getting aside for her to take things in her hand while he would clean up.

" Bye mom bye little sis." Sam bid his bye after eating scrambled eggs her mother made.

" I am not little you dimwit." his sister yelled as Sam ignored her nagging and rushed out for school.

School, a place he was never fond of but still he had to attend it and who made this 75% attendance criteria anyway. Sam swored he would kill that person once he will find out. He didn't like school for many reasons like studying. He wasn't exactly bad at it. He was average but come on lets get real no one likes to study. And then not to forget his school was filled with either stupid or egotistic jerks. At least he didn't encounter any normal student. And lets not forget the hormonal teenagers of his school who would get laid at anything or everything that is alive.

Lectures of first half went in a blur with Sam not listening a single word teachers were saying either he was zoned out while pretending to focus or he kept his head down. Finally it was last period and he couldn't be anymore happier. It was Chemistry lecture. Mr Johan entered and whole class went silent. He was one of those teachers you wouldn't want to piss off. So even Sam never dared to do anything his period that will annoy him. Mr Johan began teaching while Sam continously glanced at his watching from time to time.

Just 15 minutes more.

" Alright class dismissed." Mr Johan said curtly. Everyone started packing their bags quickly ready to strom out of the hell called school. When Mr Johan cleared his throat to make an announcement which frankly no one was interested in except so called teacher's pets because after all the news was coming from Mr Johan.

" There will be a group project." Mr Johan said which made Sam groan in annoyance. Just another reason to hate school, group projects where he would be obliged to interact with his so called classmates.