Vedadeva

v i o l e t

"Oi, Deva, get your ass off the couch and go outside."

It had seemed like his mother had finally has the last straw with him. Mahadeva laid on the couch, chip bags and soda cans all around him. The TV was playing some channel that he'd seen about a hundred times, but he still watched.

"What?"

"I said, get up."

"Ma, I already told you--"

"And I don't care! People think you don't even exist, as all you do is sit here and eat. You've been like this ever since we moved here! Can't you at least put a little effort?"

"So then what," He grumbled. "So when I finally fit in, you're going to tell me that we have to move again?"

His mother was silent. "It's what's been happening for the past six years," he continued. "Your job doesn't allow you to remain in one place for a long time. I understand that, but it's annoying to always start over."

"I understand," she nodded. "But you need to do something with your life. You're going to graduate collage soon, and then you're off into the real world. You won't have to move anymore. So please, just for me, can you please try and make friends?"

Mahadeva sighed and rolled his eyes. He wanted to believe her so badly, but he just couldn't bring himself to.

Plus, it was just so comfortable laying on this couch.

"If you don't get up," His mother began lowly. "I will kick you out myself. Go out now, before it starts raining."

"Okay fine."

He muttered complaints and curses as he got off the couch, grabbed his jacket and shoes, and as he walked out of the door.

Pang!

It was a notification from his girlfriend, Pooja. It was online, of course, it's not like he could maintain an actual relationship. They sometimes face-timed, but it was usually texts of memes, or just some twitter posts.

Mahadeva clicked on it, to see a long paragraph. Oh dear, what was it now...

"Hey! Heard you just moved, soooo how is it? I mean, it sort of upsets me that I had to hear it last minute, but that's fine. Anyways, how's Rhode Island? No idea why you would move there, it's literally like freezing. Florida is so so soooo much better. Anyways(again lolz) I'm texting you to tell you that I'm going on a road trip with the girls...it's for a school thing. So, I won't be that active. But, that shouldn't bother you too much, since you like forgot my existence. Anyways byeeee." 

Damn it.

Mahadeva knew how much Pooja hated when he suddenly stopped talking to her for a while. Of course, he explained that this was just for relaxation, and that she shouldn't take it personally. But of course, she never listened.

Irritated, the boy put his phone away, and scanned his surroundings. There weren't many flowers around, making the whole area look empty and dull. Not many people were out, since most of them had mothers that didn't care if they stayed instead all day.

Suddenly, Mahadeva heard laughter behind him, making him freeze. He slowly turned around, to see a group of boys. He quickly turned his head back, and started walking faster. There was no way that he was going to talk to them.

"Hey, are you the new kid?"

Those words made the boy freeze, before walking again. "Yeah," he replied, not turning around.

The one on the bike caught up to him however, and was now next to him. "Yeah, I haven't seen you around. So where do you live?"

"Across the street," he answered, before wincing. He should have lied, why did he tell random strangers his house?

The boy smiled, "Well, it was nice meeting you...what was your name?". He awkwardly patted Mahadeva's backside.

"Mahadeva."

"Mahadeva? Bro, what kind of weird name is that?"

His friends behind him started to laugh. "Honestly though."

Mahadeva gave a tight smile, "Yeah, it was nice meeting you as well."

The boys biked off, still laughing at Mahadeva. Once they were finally gone, Mahadeva sighed. He really should've made an excuse and stayed in. 

He could still hear the boys snickering behind him. 

"I bet that gopher can't even get a committed girlfriend,"

"I bet that chipmunk fails all his classes,"

Both of the bets were true, which made Mahadeva sneer in anger. He chose to continue his walk, but in the opposite direction of the group of boys from earlier. 

Mahadeva was casually walking when he went by a bush of Violets. 'Perhaps I could pick one for mother and she'd let me stay home for the rest of the day,' He thought.

As Mahadeva bent down to pick one however, a hard punch slammed into his spine.

"YO WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Mahadeva yelled as he turned around to punch his puncher back himself, missing the shot by a landslide.

When Mahadeva turned around, he realized that the kid who punched him couldn't even be 12 but the kid was already calling over his other kid friends to punch him.

Mahadeva ran like the wind; if the wind was clumsy and slow, but he ran nonetheless. He finally made it to his house and slammed the door behind him, panting and patting the large bruise on his back.

"Did you get into another fight?" His mother asked, clearly annoyed.

"Er— sort of?"

His mom sighed, "Go to your room and take a shower. Dinner will be ready soon."

"I got you a Violet," Mahadeva said, ignored her instructions. "They're your favorites aren't they?" 

Even though she was in a bad mood, his mother sighed and said, "Thank you.". She took the flower and tucked into her vase of mis-arranged flowers. "Now go upstairs."

"Okay mom."