Indigo and Violet

Chapter 21: Thanks For Nothing

I paced back and forth in the halls of the Hospital, with Damien in his car seat in a chair.

"Scar, you need to answer. Mom collapsed and we're at the hospital, can you please put your trip on hold for us?" I pleaded into the phone, tears streaming down my face. I hung up and called again, even though I knew for a fact she'd ditched that phone number the second she left, I was holding onto hope that I'd at least have her in my time of need. Suddenly, the doctor walked out with a smile on his face.

"How is she?" I asked.

"She's fine, she just forgot to take one of her pills, but she'll be okay. We're gonna do a few more tests to make sure the cancer hasn't resurfaced, but she should be able to go home tonight." He assured me. I sighed in relief, sitting down with Damien and smiling at him.

"At least I have you two still." I chuckled sadly, remembering when I'd first learned about the cancer growing inside my mother. It went away about two years after it showed up due to medicine and chemo, but the feud had already began and it was too late to go back to how things were. Things had been said and things had been done. Indigo began street racing and sleeping with girls, I began drinking and taking care of the only family I had left.

I took my mom home the same night that I'd admitted her to the hospital. Damien cried the entire way home. Since then Thanksgiving break had finally began and I'd been spending all of my time alternating between taking care of Damien and taking care of my mom.

"Violet! Come here please!" My mom called, causing me to rush over to her with a crying Damien in my arms.

"Yes, mom?" I asked, rocking Damien and offering him his bottle.

"Let me see him." My mom offered, holding her arms out to me. I placed the small child in her arms and sighed, plopping down next to her on the bed. Practically as soon as he was in her arms, Damien quieted and fell asleep. My mom looked up at me and smiled.

"Now go. It's Thanksgiving. Go spend it with Nat and tell them I'm sorry I couldn't make it this year." She ordered, her smile not faltering, but also not reaching her blue eyes.

"Mom, I-" I began to speak, but she stopped me by slamming her free hand on her nightstand.

"No. I am not going to be the reason that you miss out on life. Go. Have fun, live life while you still have it." She demanded, her smile turning into a frown and her eyes glazing over with tears. "Okay?"

"Okay, mom. I love you. Be safe." I forced on a smile as I kiss her forehead and leave her room and pulled out my phone. When I was younger Indigo's family spent Thanksgiving with us every year, then my dad died and his mom left. His dad began to throw himself into his work, even on Holidays, so it was just Indigo joining us. Then my mom got sick and the feud started, thus ending that family tradition. Since then I'd been spending most holidays with Nat, accompanied by my mom and at one point Scarlette.

"Hey, Nat." I smiled at my phone.

"What's up Vi?" She asked with a small edge in her voice.

"Is it okay if I come spend Thanksgiving with you? Sadly, my mom won't be joining us, but it'll still be fun." I explained.

"Yeah. Food is almost ready. Get here quick." The edge in her voice was completely gone as she spoke, meaning she'd probably gotten what she wanted. I hung up, shoving my phone in my pocket and heading to Nat's with a small smile on my face.

I sighed, knocking on the door and looking around, waiting for Nat or her mom to answer the door, but I wasn't so lucky. The door opened in front of me and my stomach dropped, instantly recognizing the person in front of me with his indigo eyes that took my breath away out of anger or love ever since I was little. He was smiling as he pulled the door open, but as soon as he saw me his smile faded, meaning he didn't know I was coming. I didn't bother to say anything, seeing as he hadn't bothered to talk to me at all since he gave me the note that I had pinned to my bedroom wall, but instead pushed straight passed him and walked to the kitchen where Nat, her mom, and Todd were all setting the table.