Chapter 3 ~Al~

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Thalia scared me. The way she was staring at Sam… it’s like Sam was a broken machine and needed fixing. Or she was just annoyed by him. But still, why did she look so familiar? Everything seemed familiar in my case though. I was in a car accident. That’s how my parents died. I don’t remember anything from before. It’s like blur city. 
But she barely even looked my way. To most people I was an unimportant third wheel but this was different. I had a strong feeling that I knew her.
The entire week she would just laze around in our luxury room,reading the same silver book over and over again. She always magically had some orange juice. If anyone even tried to talk to her she would growl like a wolf and then tell us to get her something. It was weird but we barely saw her. 
Nothing unnatural happened for about two weeks and then awesome happened. It snowed.
I was born in December and some people say that's why I loved snow so much but I could've sworn it was something else. Everything and everyone just becomes more happier when it snows and that's what makes me happy. Well, everyone expect Sam. He hates the cold. He for some reason got angry at 23rd November at 10:07pm. I mean if he wanted to be scary, why not pick a scary time. But no one in the entire orphanage wanted to witness Sam's anger that day so every year Sam would be chucked out of the orphanage and everyone would hide in their rooms. It made me so angry. Sam was a good kid and I'm sure he has his reasons. And the next day, people would pretend to be fine and treat Sam normally, which isn't great either. I've been here longer than him and I know what it feels like to be chucked into the driver's room without anything or anyone. At least he had Sylvie and me. I had no one. Okay, back to Thalia. I'm starting to sound like a grandpa.
That was the first time I'd seen her put on a jacket and head out the door. She gave is a slight nod and left. That would have been fine,great actually, if it was not 23rd November. She left. Soon after the big scary security men showed up so pick Sam up. He sighed and went with them.
There was really nothing me or Sylvie could do. Sylvie gets worried pretty fast so we make sure she she's asleep.
Me? I watch Sam walked all the way to the vending machine and kick it.
At exactly 10:07 the guards threw him out the gate and Sam growled and walked on.
When he was only 12 feet away from the vending machine a person came in front of him. I looked away. Whoever that person is could be murdered tonight.

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