Indigo and Violet

Chapter 14: Emotional Rollercoaster

I sat in a desk in my English class, doodling on my finished homework that I was getting ready to turn in when just as the bell rang a large wave of students rolled in, and amongst them was none other than Rayne. She walked into the classroom, handing the teacher a pink pass.

"I'm kind of new and they put me in the wrong English class for my first couple of days." She explained to the teacher, who nodded and smiled at her. Rayne scanned the classroom for anywhere in the room to sit and, ironically enough, the only open seat was directly next to me. I hadn't even noticed how full this class was until that moment. She smirked at me and strutted over to the seat, sitting down and winking at me. By then the teacher had started talking, along with most of the class so she leaned over and began to whisper to me.

"First your man, now your class. You really need to keep a better eye on your belongings. Maybe next time I'll snatch up that friend of yours, Nat is it? She seems fun." Rayne smirked at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry, but Nat isn't friends with arrogant bimbos like you." I retorted. She tilted her head, pretending to be confused.

"Really? Then why is she friends with you?" She shot back. I glared at her.

"Because I'm not a selfish, prissy animal like you." I hissed. She rolled her eyes.

"You're right, you're not, because for that you'd need to at least be on my level, and Violet, you are nowhere close." She growled. I scoffed, leaning back in my seat.

"Whatever. You're just using your words to hurt me because your fists can't do the trick." I replied. She raised her eyebrow at me.

"You think this is me trying to hurt you? Oh no. I know how to hurt you." She smirked. I licked my lip, getting slightly nervous.

"Really? How?" I pushed. She sighed.

"Indigo told me he loved me, and right after that, we shared a passionate night together. Now, he hates you and it's all your fault. So, you can blame me, and say that I tore you apart, but I just poured the gasoline, you lit the fire, and that's probably what hurts you the most. That's why you hate me because you're too self-centered to hate yourself even though you're the one to blame. How's that for hurting you, Vi?" She smirked. Every word she said was like a stab in my stomach and I was boiling with anger.

"That's why I hate you? No, I hate you because I was building up an entire life and the second you came along it fell apart and instead of just leaving it be, letting me grieve the part of my future you ruined, you decided to light it on fire too. And another thing, Indigo may hate me for now, for years even, but he won't hate me forever. I'm practically family to him and that will never change so while some girls for him will come and go, I'll be the constant, so go ahead and enjoy the time you have because this time next year, you will hardly be a memory." I snapped, looking back at my paper. After that, she just scoffed and looked away, but I could tell she just didn't have a response to that. For the rest of the class she just kept sending me glares that made me understand the saying, 'if looks could kill,' but that meant that I'd made her mad, which made me feel great.

"Ah, I was sure that after our last tutoring you wouldn't show up." I pouted, walking in and seeing Indigo sitting in a seat on the other side of the room. He shrugged.

"Only a week left. Maybe we'll actually make it through this and then I'll never have to be alone in a room with you again." He sighed. I nodded.

"Cheers to that. So, you're really done bringing your pet to tutoring with you? That's too bad, it was just starting to get interesting." I smirked at him. He nodded.

"Yeah, interesting. What do you have against Rayne anyways? She's been nothing but nice to you." He blabbered, not even actually looking at me. He seemed like he was in a trance and his words were just flowing out of his mouth without his consent. I raised my eyebrow.

"Nice? If that's what you'd like to believe then go ahead. It's not like anything I can say will make a difference. You already told her you loved her, you're trapped now, but when you realize what a monster she is, please, don't come crying to me." I replied. He sighed.

"Rayne seems to think she knows why you hate her." He announced. I shrugged.

"Yeah, well, that's easy, because she's a self-centered jerk," I explained. He shook his head.

"No, she thinks you like me." He looked up at me, his eyes connecting with mine. Instantly it was so clear what had been bothering him. She'd told him that I liked him and he couldn't let it go. I widened my eyes at him, letting out a chuckle.

"Oh, you're not kidding? Wow, um, no. I loathe you. What kind of person would act like this towards someone they liked?" I asked. He nodded and shrugged.

"You're right. Sorry I brought it up." He apologized, looking down at his desk. For a second he actually looked... Disappointed? I shrugged it off, thinking I'd imagined it since it had disappeared so quickly and was replaced by the same look he'd been having. The distracted one. Which meant he still suspected that I liked him.

Indigo got in his car with Rayne in the passenger seat and started it up, getting ready to go to another race. As they rode quietly next to each other it was obvious that they were both focused on very different but very similar things. Indigo couldn't stop thinking about what Violet had said. She had a point. If she liked him, then why would she be such a jerk all the time? But then again, he knew Violet was always one of the more confusing ones. He didn't want to believe that she liked him, but he also didn't want to believe she didn't, so he pushed both thoughts out of his head by distracting himself with racing. Rayne, on the other hand, was focusing on another thing Violet had said, but not in the same way Indigo had been. She was trying to think of how to get Violet away from Indigo. A way to get her completely out of his life, but so far she had been unsuccessful. Soon, Rayne and Indigo arrived at the racing spot and Rayne got out of the car after kissing Indigo on the cheek. During the race, Indigo could hardly focus on the road. He was so tired after not getting very much sleep over the past couple nights that his sight had began to blur, which caused him to spin off the road and hit a tree.

He looked around, now fully awake from adrenaline. He was still in the car, thanks to his seat belt. His legs weren't crushed and he had barely even hit his head, some glass had shot out from the windshield and scraped him in multiple places, but other than a few cuts and bruises he was fine. He considered himself lucky as he pushed the car door open and stumbled out, shock making him seem worse than he was.

"Oh my God! Indigo! Are you okay?" Rayne asked, running up to him. He nodded, smiling at her and walking over to his opponent.

"Pay up." He announced. His opponent went wide-eyed.

"Did you get brain damage from that crash? I won." He snapped. Indigo shook his head and looked at the road right where he'd been before he'd driven off the road. He'd just barely made it past the finish line, which was obvious by the tire tracks now embedded into the road from his mustang.

"He's right." Rayne chuckled, strutting up to them. She pointed at the black tire tracks cruising over the finish line and shrugged. "He was in front of you when he crashed, so, therefore, he technically won." She shrugged. Indigo smirked, holding his hand out to his opponent and watching as he dropped his keys in Indigo's hand.

"This is bull." The guy muttered, storming off. Rayne gave Indigo a worried look as he faced her with a smile on his lips.

"Are you sure you're okay?" She asked. He nodded, clutching the keys and leading her to the black Cobra, he'd just won.

"Just some shock, I'll be fine tomorrow." He replied, getting in the car and driving them both back to his place where she treated his cuts and he called for a tow truck to pick up his mustang from the sight.