WARNING MENTIONS OF SELF HARM
INDIE STEWART GOT OUT THE BATHROOM HER HAIR WET FROM THE SHOWER and a sad sigh escaping her lips.
her books where all gone.
every time she smiles or laughs, she remembers that they were gone.
the movies.
that's were, jolene, nate, matt and indie were going.
"i was thinking bullet train." jolene stated in the car.
"how bout the new minions movie?" indie tells fiddling her fingers.
"no what are you nine?" jolene laughs at her.
"i love minions." indigo mumbles under her breath, she thought her idea was nice.
"no let's watch bullet train." nate told the group.
arriving at the cinema, matt grabs indies hand interlocking it with his seeing jolene stare at the two.
one more week, indie tells herself.
one more week and then these feelings were gone. because she only liked him because of the attention he was giving her.
she obeys feeling her jacket sleeves touch his shirt sleeve.
"yo inds what do you want, salted or sweet?" nate asked the girl as they stood in front of the snack bar.
one thing you should know: never give indie decisions to make, she will straight up have a panic attack on the spot.
her face goes red.
"oh uh, nate what you getting?" indie asks.
"salted."
"jolene?"
"sweet."
oh god she didn't know what to pick.
how embarrassing was it to hold up the line because of a flavor popcorn.
and what an ugly thing, to have someone see you.
"i-i don't know." she whispers under her breath while shaking her head.
"how do you not know?" nate asks with a scoff laugh.
"i-i can't choose." she try's laughing with him.
"you can't choose a popcorn flavor? it's not that deep." nathan tells her raising his brows.
indie takes a deep breath hearing the sentence
she wished people could drink their words and taste how bitter they are.
"i know, it's just i can't seem to choose." she gulps her spit.
matt flinched his arm when feeling some liquid hit his palm.
giving no mind to it he goes back to furrowing his brows at the conversation.
"help me." she basically sobs in his ear.
"let's get salted we can share." matt makes his mind up for indie and she would have cried of happiness.
while waiting for the food to be made,
matt's palm was now feeling too wet, so he cut his conversation with jolene
and pulled his hand up to his face
blood.
it was blood.
but the boy didn't even have any scratched, at all.
so he looked up to his wrist where it had fallen from and realized
it was indies.
indie was bleeding.
indie was bleeding from her wrist again.
indie was hurting herself again.
his eyes train on his blood filled palm.
his stomach, he had no heart anymore it fell it was gone.
eyes filled with disturbance, sadness and a little bit of anger.
the heart he accused he didn't have anymore was pounding like crazy.
"i gotta go to the bathroom." matt gulps running to the toilets.
finally entering the boy washed his hand seeing the blood drain down the sink.
oh gosh he was getting déjà vu.
matt's eyes meet his reflections eyes while the boy tries hard not to break down.
but too late
tears where already falling down his cheeks as his mouth threatened to be spilled with violent sobs.
it was cause of him huh?
he broke all her books.
he made her sad.
he made her hurt herself.
it was his fault.
suddenly indigo stewart walks into the white bathroom with a concerned look.
"hey the movie is about to start." she tells him while itching her cheek.
"hey what's wrong?" she asks walking up to him.
"nothing, no nothings wrong." he shook his head leaning his eyes towards her hands.
"matt i can see something is wrong, your like so pale." indie smiles softly to him.
"you can tell me."
"i am your girlfriend." she smiles placing her forehead against his while hands on his cheeks.
"i don't feel well." he gulps softly.
"why what's going on?"
"i think this cinema gives me bad energy i feel weird." his shoulders shrug while leaning in her palm.
his eyes trying to peel through her jacket.
"wanna ditch?" indie asks with a smirk.
"ditch."
"yeah nerd, have you never heard of it before?" the girl giggles.
"i mean sure but where?" he nods.
"i know where, you don't know what's up my sleeve."
oh god indigo very extremely terrible timing.
after telling jolene and nate matt wasn't feeling well, the two got in the car.
"what is this place?" he asks looking at the gps leading him.
"matthew i don't think you know what surprises are." she laughs.
matt never knew how she could hide her pain so well, it's like she smiles because she knows breaking down wouldn't change a thing.
"you know maybe i'm literally driving us to my death where you kill me and bury me in the woods." matt smirks.
"cant say i haven't thought of it." she giggles to him while bringing her legs up to her chest.
another ten minutes and they arrived.
getting out the car and standing in front of the building.
"rage room?" matt asks.
"yup, you said your not feeling well right?" indigo looks to him with a perky smile.
he nods.
"this is where you take it all out." the redhead stated grabbing his hand and walking in.
"we're closed." a male bounces on the walls to them.
"indie?" ryan looks to her with a smile.
"hey ryan." she smiles giving him a hug.
"no fucking way." the boy looks to matt.
"matthew sturniolo." he shook his head with a laugh.
"yo what's up dude." matt daps him up.
indie cuts them off.
"ryan can we use the room?"
"of course!" he nods his head with a smile.
"how much is an hour?" the girl questioned.
"for you guys, free." the kid tells.
"i'm being for real how much is it." indie laughs.
"it's free." he pushes them to the rack of safety clothes.
"we gotta wear these?" matt asks.
"yup."
"what do you do in there?" the boy itches his head.
"anything you want." ryan pats his shoulders.
once wearing the clothes, the put the goggles on.
indie laughs in matt's face while pointing to him.
"you look like a minion." she holds her stomach while cackling.
he stated at her so very blankly.
"i don't know why your laughing we both have goggles on." he raised his brows.
making her go quiet quickly.
entering the spray painted room with desks, cabinets, chairs, chandelier and more stuff matt could not help but stare and look around.
"ryan can you put the whole reputation album by taylor swift." indie demands the man in the speaker.
"same old indie." he speaks through the mic then playing ready for it.
"so what do you do?" matt asks shy like.
she could cry at how adorable he looks.
"you take anything." she grabs ahold of a picture frame.
"then you just..." and with that indie throws it on the wall with a manly yell.
"so you just throw and break things?" matt questions.
"yup, try it."
indigo hands him a plate.
"throw it." she demands.
he throws it against the wall.
"that's not cool." he mumbles.
"no matt you do it with rage! yell at the end of it!" she gives him another plate.
"think of something that annoys you! think of something that makes you mad." the redhead screams.
funny, he was thinking of her.
"now throw!"
and with that the plate was aggressively thrown to the wall as he let out a loud yell at the end.
"how cool?"
"so cool!" he laughs picking her up and hugging her.
"now your turn." he hands her a bat as he points to a tv on the ground.
"think of something that annoys you! something that makes you mad!"
funny, she was thinking of him.
and suddenly she smashed the screen several times with the large bat.
after hours and hours of ruining the whole room matt and indie walk out so very satisfied.
"never met such people who held so much anger, towards the other." ryan laughs helping them take the gear off.
"guess you guys never changed huh?"
"still the same indie and matt who hate each other." he laughs running his hands through his hair.
"yeah." both teens say while biting the inside of their cheeks.
don't even try asking how they managed to have late late dinner in a small little lit up diner down the street.
"god these hash browns are good." indie hums.
"can i get one." he reached his hand to the plate.
"no!" the girl slaps it.
"you got waffles i got my dish shut up." she snarled to him.
"here are your milkshakes." the waitress smiles handing them each their own.
matt laughs to himself softly.
"what?" indie looks to him with a smile.
"nothing."
"no tell me." she asked again.
"it's just, cherry with cherry." the boy points to the cherry on top of the whipped cream of the drink and then to her.
the girl rolls her eyes a giggling falling from her mouth.
she takes a small sip scrunching her nose at the sweetness.
"i love when you do that." matt voiced.
"do what?" she questions.
"that thing with your nose." he points.
"what thing with my nose?"
"you know the little scrunch you do when you like something." he shrugs softly to her.
indigo smiles brightly with a blush, her smile was cut short remembering that all her books where gone.
and matt noticed he noticed and he knew the reason of its drop.
"here." he hands the cherry to her.
"i cant really take it." she indicated to her fingers messied with whipped cream.
he laughs as she opens her mouth making him place it in her mouth and once the girls lips closed he pulls the stem harder making it rip off while she smirks at him.
quiet.
"you know what i love." indie licks her fingers.
"what do you love?" the boy repeated the question in her happy tone.
"sleeping in just a tanktop and underwear." the girl smiles like she accomplished something.
he groans.
"cherry do you just say things for the sake of saying them?" matthew laughs with his teeth out.
oh how indie loved his smile, she really really did.
she didn't know if he was driving her forward or crazy.
then he let out a small giggle.
oh god.
flowers grew in her lungs, and she wished she could tell him what he means to her.
she'll rip them out to give to him a bouquet of, i don't really hate yous.
he looked at her and the way she looked at him.
he couldn't understand how pretty she was!
if she got even more beautiful would leave its place and come for her.
is it weird?
is it weird that he likes her voice?
is it weird that he liked her smile?
is it weird that he liked her giggle?
is it weird that he likes her company?
is it weird if he wants to plant a seed in her mind, some tiny little particle of thought that bears a remnant of him.
so that little by little, day by day, she would find herself thinking of him.
until one morning she'll wake up and realize she cannot think of anything else.
is that weird?
is it weird that he hates the way she looks at herself.
why doesn't she like the way she was designed?
she's perfect, he could stare at those freckles for days and she hates them.
H speaks!
indie stewart the definition of deserves better
literally never seen two ppl so in love (except for chevie)
literally love these two so much???????
but i love u guys moree!!!