It’s the 17th of July and my mother is coming back from her honeymoon, to say I wasn’t thrilled about it would be an understatement. See when I was 14 my father died in a car accident, it was hard losing him and it still is a constant battle to keep his memory alive, trying to remember the sound of his voice or to feel his protective arms wrap around me once again. Although I don’t live in the past I still like to remember him for the way he was not the way my mother portrays him.

My mother took his death hard; she resorted to drugs and alcohol. She tried for so long to keep it together that eventually she just crumbled before my very eyes and yet 4 years later all that remains is a corpse of what my mother used to be.

My name is Indigo Hearn. I am an 18 year old girl who is completing her final year at school, its such a daunting feeling to think that in couple more months I’ll be free from all of the stress of high school and I’m trying to somewhat preparing my self for the real world. I work most afternoons at the local coffee shop trying to save enough money to leave home go on with my life without my deadbeat of a mother. I am a pretty average girl, I’m 5ft 7in, and I have long ash blonde hair with bright blue eyes. I am quite a “fit” girl as one would say but I owe my body to kick boxing. Once things started going downhill in my life I needed a release and kickboxing was it. I train 4 times a week with my trainer Noah who also happens to be my best friend. Noah and I grew up together and have known each other as long as I can remember he has always been there for me, he was the one who introduced me to what my life is now, kick boxing.

It’s a Friday morning meaning I have a 2-hour training session with Noah before school. Picking me gym bag up and grabbing a piece of fruit I jump into my car and head towards the gym. It only takes 10 minutes to get there. Lucky for its 5am and there is no one else around so I find a parking spot straight away. Jumping out I head towards the back door of the gym. Walking through the corridors of practically my second home, I find my way to the main office area where I find Noah behind his desk doing some work before or training session. Noah is only 2 years older than me and he works here at Universal gym, him working at Universal has always been on his radar since he was born, as his father owns the successful business.

Noah looks up from behind his desk and smiles his radiant smile. He has short, auburn styled hair with piercing green eyes. “You really need to stop looking so happy to be here Noah, it is 5am remember?” I tell him as I put my stuff on his desk. “Come on indie, its not that bad” Noah told me excitedly. I just rolled my eyes wishing I were still in my warm cozy bed. “Are we going to get started or what?” Noah nodded telling me to wait 2 seconds whilst he finishes writing some report.

After our training session had ended we headed towards our favorite little breakfast bar across the road from Universal and to catch up on everything that we had missed within the last 24 hours. “The devil herself is coming back today with her little playboy doll” I laughed at my own little nicknames for my mother and her new husband. “Man you really got to stop saying that! Have you even met the guy yet?” Noah questioned me. I looked down and shook my head, I know its kind of unbelievable that my mother just up and married some random guy that I haven’t even met yet but its not the first time that she’s done this. There’s been 4 other guys that she’s been married to with me only meeting one of them as the others didn’t even make it back to our hometown, most of which she picked up from random pubs and clubs around the city. “I was only joking but its going to be weird having her back at home I mean I’ve been living by myself for the past 3 months, I don’t want to have to share!” I cried out my only response was Noah’s laugh before our food came over, with us being regulars we don’t even need to order as we always get the same thing over and over again.

Today was only a short day for me; I had only 3 classes that I needed to go to before I could go home again. Being a senior has its perks, I thought to myself. Walking in the school gates I saw my other best friend Kate. She has platinum blonde hair with dark brown eyes, bit of a weird mix I know but hey it works for her. She is a very curvaceous girl, which by the way she uses to her advantage, and she’s quite pale compared to my tanned self. “Hey baby girl, how was training?” Kate asked whilst kissing me on the cheek and giving a hug, which felt more like a death grip. “Tiring as usual but not too bad, how are you? Or should I ask how’s the new boyfriend instead?” Getting on to the topic of guys with Kate is a certain way to have her talk non-stop for like an hour but that’s why I loved her. Although Kate didn’t have a new “boyfriend” she did have this guy she has been talking to for a while who is and I quote “Amazing, sex on legs, Greek goddess, smart.” and so on I swear any word that you could use to call someone attractive she used it.

I have just finished the last class for the day and I’ve decided that I might as well make an effort for my mum’s arrival. I’m not talking about banners and welcome home cakes I’m just talking about maybe a clean house and maybe some groceries? With that thought in mind I jump in my car and head to the grocery store. I didn’t pick up anything to fancy just your basics; well what I consider basics anyway. After getting everything scanned and paid for I head home to start cleaning up my mess. Now I’m not a messy person I’m just not the cleanest. First I clean the living room and the front hallway and working my way up to the second floor making sure that everything looks presentable.

After an hour of cleaning the whole house quickly, I hear a car pull up out the front of the house. Deciding to be a nice person I walk over to the front door and open it to welcome my mother and her new husband back. Once I open the door I come face to face with a woman high off her face, that woman is also known as my mother. “Gee hi mum, good to see you could stay sober to return home” sarcasm dripping from my voice. As if you would find her any other way I thought to my self. I don’t know why I thought she would come home sober I guess I still hold a little bit of hope but its slowly disappearing every second I stand here and look at her. As she stumbles inside I finally get a chance to look at what my “step dad” looked like.

Standing in front of me is what Kate would call a “sex god” and damn do I agree. This man standing in front of me is 50 shades of sexiness. He is definitely over 6ft tall, rocking dark brown hair that looked like an organized mess but damn did it look good on him, his piercing dark blue eyes looked like they could make anyone weak at the knees with just one glance and you could see through his tight grey shirt that he worked out. I quickly tried to compose myself and gave this man a small smile. “Hey um I’m Indigo and I’m guessing you’re my mum’s new husband” I introduced my self to him. He looked a little confused as if he had no idea who I was “my mum did tell you about me didn’t she?” he shook his head indicated that he had no idea I even existed. Well shit mum now you’ve gone and fucked up haven’t you I thought to myself. I cant believe she wouldn’t mention me to him I mean sure she didn’t have to talk about me all the time to him but just I don’t know maybe let him know I existed. I’m definitely going to miss living by myself. “Right well I’m going to go because this is awkward, Bye!” I quickly shouted before quickly grabbing my keys off the front table and jumping in my car driving off into the distance away from whatever that was.

“OH MY GOD you don’t understand how awkward that was!” I shouted running into Noah’s apartment and plopping myself down onto his bed burying my face in his pillows. He laughed at me before looking through his drawers for a shirt as he had just hopped out of the shower. “Like seriously I was full on trying to be nice and introduce my self and he stood there looking confused as fuck because my stupid junkie of a mother hadn’t mentioned the fact that she had a daughter!” I’m sure Noah could only just understand what I was saying as I still had my head in his pillows. “Come on it couldn’t have been that bad could it?” looking at me expecting to hear some part of the story that wasn’t bad. “My mum was high of her face also so she wasn’t much help, not that I stuck around long enough to find out” I told him turning around when I felt the bed dip down from the weight of him next to me. He looked kind of sympathetic but he too wasn’t surprised at the news. “So there was nothing good about the little reunion that happened?” He looked at me curiously. “Well I don’t know if it’s a good thing or just like a little bonus or something but damn is he attractive,” I told Noah while I looked at him with love struck eyes. “Who me? Naw thanks baby I know” Noah told me puffing his chest out a little bit and doing what I guess you would call a pout with his lips. “NO! You idiot not you, mums new husband” I told him quickly before his ego would grow any bigger. “What don’t you know his name?” I quickly shook my head telling him no “I ran out of there before he even spoke a word to me” I confirmed with a little laugh. Noah lost it after that he like laughed for a solid 5 minutes. I don’t know if he was laughing at what I had done or just at the whole situation in general.

Once he was done with his laughing fit he offered to make us dinner, of course I accepted because food is life. After helping him in the kitchen with dinner we finally sat down and ate our little burritos that we had made watching old reruns of friends episodes.

It was now 11 o'clock at night when I finally decided it was time to go home because I couldn’t hide out in Noah’s house for the rest of my life trust me I tried. For the first time in forever I wished Noah’s apartment was more then 5 minutes away because I had no idea what to expect when I got back. Thinking back on it now running away wasn’t the smartest idea in the world but I kind of felt like I had to do it. Once I finally arrived back home, I thought about sneaking in through my window but I thought against it, my only hope right now is that they are both asleep in their bed so I can just walk in without a problem.

Clinging on to that thought I quietly opened the front door trying to sneak my way into the house. As I walked further into the house I could hear the TV on in the living room. Walking up to the archway I stuck my head around the corner to see if there was anyone in there. To my surprise the only thing left in there were a couple packets of chips and a few bits of chocolate. “Who are you trying to spy on?” I let out a little shriek and quickly jumped round to see the man that I had met only once before. “No one in particular” I told him with a small shrug. “Sorry about before I didn’t mean to run away I kind of just wasn’t expecting that? Although I don’t know what I was expecting but I can assure that wasn’t it but-“ “its okay I get it” I was quickly cut off by the man whose name I still don’t know. “I didn’t react that well either, my name is Cristiano Reali but you can just call me Cris” He told me politely extending his arm out for me to shake. I took it willingly “Nice to meet you Cris, My names Indigo… but you already knew that, just call me Indie. Your Italian right?” I asked him looking for confirmation. “Si Indie, that is correct,” he confirmed smiling his gorgeous smile. “Well I might go to bed now that your home safe, buona notte” Cris informed before heading up to his room. Why would he care if I were safe? I thought.

After Cris had bid me goodnight I decided that now would also be a good time to head up to bed. After quickly jumping in the shower to refresh my self I threw on an oversized shirt and jumped into bed thinking about how there was an Italian looking sex god in the room down the hall in bed with my sleaze bag of a mother. I fell asleep thinking about him saying my name in his thick Italian accent.