Lunar Eclipse

chapter 1

"The cantlie line is a vertical plane that divides the liver into left and right lobes creating the principle plane for hepatectomy" I read out loud for the fifth time today, trying desperately to shove that information into my brain. Another Sunday spent trying to cram the anatomy of human body. I sigh and run the blunt pencil through my messy brown curls. I preferred having my study table next to my bedroom window.

Zeus begins to bark from downstairs, obviously desperate for my attention. Mom yells at him with her sharp voice, annoyed. I regret not being able to spend as much time with my beloved husky as i used to. And i begin to wonder what life have i chosen for myself. Me? A doctor?
Half way through first year of Medical college made me realize its so fucking hard, stressful and torturous. I feel like even after becoming a doctor i wont have much to look forward to, nothing to wake up to and be excited about. I didnt even feel  10 percent of the pride people feel when they get into a prestige medical college.

"Conner ," yells my mom. "come down and have your lunch dear, you really need a break from all that studying " .

" in a bit mom, just give me ten minutes"

I put the pencil in between the pages the close it with a thud , I look over my shoulder towards my bed , what a mess it is .all the written short notes that I had made are all layed over my bed making just a thin line of space  to lie down, the messed up drawings in blank pages all crumbled up and left around on the floor.

I take a sigh and turn towards the mirror , I might have looked atleast  the 15 times in the past hour, making weird faces , looking at myself so closely that I might have seen some of my pores. Running my hands through my messy hair, looking at my left profile with running fingers across my jawline.

" hey there handsome,"  i smirk at the mirror
" if only I had some beard "
I stared at my profile a little longer, wouldn't  reallly call myself ugly, i look better than alright, atleast i think.
Snapping out of my usual chain of thoughts i rush downstairs expecting a good meal.

there she is, mom. Brown curly hair, big brown eyes, cheeks glowing with her smile . she wore a black top with blue jeans .

"what is for lunch maa ," I hug her from the back, she is setting up the dish on the table ,
"soup?  maa u made a soup , seriously, why would you make me that?".

" you need to be healthy honey , and I know you have your soccer practice thing today" she says.

hearing that my face sunk , " you remember that?"

She nods her head with happiness and kisses my forehead.

" nah , I think im just gonna pass" i tell her.

The emotions on her face change a little. Her smile begins to fade.

. She tells me that I cant be doing this forever, running away from the things that I didn't like to face .

" what are u talking about maa? " i ask, pretending to be confused . she is looking at me for a while with silence figuring out words perhaps in her mind.

"look i know u like to play football , and I also know there are issues with some of the hooligans in town but baby you cant just shut it down , sometimes u have to fight for your right honey".

"last time I fought for my rights it was bleeding nose and black and blue eyes mom, but il go anyway "

My car was gifted by my granddad, a white subaru 360. A old classy piece of crap. It definitely turned heads as I drove down the lane and a became a laughing stalk. It was loud and at times gave jerks with black smoke . I cant tell that to my mom , who  wanted  another lecture on that ? so I just avoid it.