𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 ❥︎❥︎❥︎

𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑒𝑒

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 off with Indira Gutierrez getting a homemade breakfast by her parents at 8 am sharp. Pancakes with fresh fruit on the side, fresh still sizzling bacon with a side of applesauce.

She didn't know why she got a personal breakfast brought to her, but she didn't hate it. So she hugged and kissed her moms cheek and gave her a sweet smile as she left the room swiftly.

She ate whatever she could and moved the tray away when she was done before getting up, that getting up involving a little slip on her silk sheets that would surely embarrass her if she had company over.

She simply got up ignoring that small incident and looked through her closet for an outfit for the day, if she were to approach Sasha, where would she be?

A. Some unknown place
B. With Moon
C. Not at home
D. At home

Indira however chose the easiest option and chose her house, so she got dressed in the proper attire as she always did.

Moon also happened to be doing pilates during these hours as Indira could recall, doing them several times when she had gone over ending up sore for days.

But she always felt good after, therefore always ending up doing pilates even if she hated being drenched in sweat.

Indira also didn't feel like looking all over L.A for the Larusso girl, therefore her house was always gonna be the first choice.

Indira laced her white air forces and readjusted her hoop earrings and looked into the mirror quickly practicing faces she were to possibly make during the day.

She practiced her smiles - both real and fake.

Looks like she was to do if she was called back, for example, hey Indira wait...indira stopped and took a deep breath in and turned to look over her shoulder, her hair flipping from her shoulder to her back as she raised an eyebrow.

She was sure that the exact scenario would happen when coming up on Samantha Larusso, so she practiced that several times until she got tired of it, not that she did.

It's not like she was outright using Sam, that wasn't her exact intention. Then again, she was somewhat part that would make Miguel mad when she turned onto him and his heart would be broken forever! Or for the next year.

Was this too much for one interaction they had? Indira edging it on, but crying loudly in a public place isn't what you should be doing if you have sensitive feelings as she thought the boy had. Instead cry in the bathrooms or parking lot, they were more welcoming with to go boxes of food being thrown at your face instead of teenage girl annoyance.

She personally didn't think damaging someone's private property was needed, especially when she found out he didn't even have one.

How did she figure that out? The Internet obviously. If it's public and out on the Internet, it's not stalking as she heard her mom say years ago.

The door downstairs was heard shutting and footsteps heavying as Indira shut her pocket mirror closed, eyebrows as she thought everybody had left at 7 am sharp besides her mom, but she hadn't heard the door close whatsoever the first time.

She locked her door and grabbed her purse, readjusting her leopard print bra straps and running a hand through her hair with a small huff glancing out the window for a second before getting jump scared by a knock at her door.

She tiptoed to her dresser and quickly grabbed the heaviest thing, the heaviest thing being a glass vase that she still hasn't filled with flowers yet.

She held it over her head and unlocked the door waiting for the perpetrator to walk in and put her game face on.

As she was swinging the vase down at the figure walking in the door the voice screamed resulting in indira to scream and hold onto the vase tightly trying not to let it slip out of her sweaty hands.

"Abuela!" Her grandmother had her hands clutching her chest, mouth wide open as she almost accepted her fate as Indira looked at the elder lady's disbelief.

"¿Por qué no hablaste!." She blurted out. Looking completely flabbergasted as her grandmother took several steps back, hands still clutching onto her chest where her heart laid. (Why didn't you speak?)

"¿¡Estas tratando de matarme!?"
( Are you trying to kill me!?)

"Pensé que te habías ido hace horas." muttered the teenage girl as she carefully placed the vase down, readjusting her tank and trying to avoid her grandmother's gaze which was staring at her quote harshly. (I thought you were gone hours ago.)

Her abuela had just hummed and gave her granddaughter a small smile which slightly freaked Indira out as it was rather random.

"¿Has hablado con tu madre desde ayer?" She shook her head making that answer a simple no as her grandma stared over at her bed in deep thought. (Have you spoken to your mother since yesterday?)

Indira scratched her head and let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and gave her grandma a hug to which she returned with grace. "Are you heading home today?"

"Sí, Sí." She nodded her head and watched the older lady's face slightly contort before turning back to normal, no person would really notice it, but Indira did. She didn't like that look. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no." Alba said with a smile pinching her granddaughters cheeks to which Indira scrunched her face and held a smile.

"Another family meeting tonight, okay Indira?" Her smile slowly dropped and her grandma clearly had seen it.

She gave a nod and a slight smile, although it was heavily fake before her grandma held out her arm for Indira to grab.

And with that she led her to the front door and kissed the younger girl on the cheek and sighed heavily as she walked off. Her outfit caused a heart attack to come up on reminding her very much of Xiomara.

Indira was a carbon copy of Xiomara Gutierrez. But everything was amplified as she was an exact mix of her parents. Alba wondered why her parents weren't around more as she knew that girl definitely caused trouble with no consequences.

The teen years just do that to you.

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INDIRA WALKED at a normal pace towards the Larusso's house, the house she had gone to a pool party at the beginning of the school year almost a year ago.

Daniel Larusso yelling everyone to leave giving Indira a small wave in the process as he had actually gone into business with her sorta sisters bf before Rafael had backed out as Petra didn't want to work with them years back.

Not to mention the Larusso's would babysit her for a period of time when her mom had to work to help keep them up and steady, this being before they had found out her dad was a TV star.

That being a whole rollercoaster on their own.

She walked on a concrete path heading towards the house until she caught a hold of brown waves paused not that far away from the backyard making her mischievously smile.

She tucked her phone into her back pocket and started walking up, kicking a rock in the process so she didn't get backhanded when coming upon a girl who knew karate.

Then again she wasn't the only one, but Indira didn't want to talk about that.

She watched as the girl quickly turned around, feeling threatened feeling an unfamiliar figure behind her only to see a teenage girl, that teenage girl making her face drop even more.

"What do you want." More of a statement than a question making Indira's face drop. What was her deal.

But she smiled faintly either way and tucked her hair behind her ear slightly bouncing on one foot glancing at Sam who rubbed her arm a little awkwardly.

"I'm so sorry for just intruding, but your house is so pretty." She flashed a smile as Sam raised an eyebrow, a small smile appearing as she thanked her and turned around.

Indira dropped her smile and nearly scoffed as she started walking away from her. "Wait! While I'm here...how are you!"

Sam on the other hand bit her lip and turned around right in front of a sign reading 'miyagi do karate'. The sign making Indira glanced at it a little longer than she probably should have. "Good....going inside for a few."

The Gutierrez daughter could see she was hesitantly speaking as if what she was doing was a secret, it very obviously wasn't and she was a horrible liar that needed to stop hesitating.

Indira hummed at that and walked closer to her, holding her bag with one and running her hand over the miyagi do karate sign. "Are they taking new kids?" Her brain is trying to remember the familiar name but coming up with a blank.

Sam shook her head up and down and nodded towards the door avoiding all eye contact with the girl to which she had no idea why and muttered 'this way' those words almost never entering the ears of Indira as it was so low.

She kept a low profile and followed behind, her eyes wandering to the older cars, cars she hadn't really seen much before and looked slightly impressed, especially how sorta clean they were from obviously being outside.

Then she ran her finger on it catching some dirt and cringed immediately wiping it onto her shorts and darting her eyes towards the door.

Then suddenly the girl who looked completely out of it, the phone rang and reading the name brought a smile to her face. Definitely not Miguel.

She focused on the phone call, pretending to look out into nature, her ears locking in on the conversation. Something she was skilled at as she always listened to her mom and sisters conversations when she was younger due to them being 'grown up talk'.

"Hey, about time I heard from you! Did you miss me?" Totally not whiny pants. As she recalled from moon's gossip, anytime Miguel was mentioned her smile instantly dropped.

Oh! And there it was.

Sam stopped as her smile dropped and her hands clenched making Indira silently slap a hand over her mouth to keep a giggle from coming out, not because of the Larusso girls sad love life but because how the boy on the other end of the line was 100% desperate to get her back.

And because she dated him.

Both valid things to laugh about in a moment like that. She quickly removed her hand and took out her phone pretending to scroll though it as she noticed Sam's head look back at her and back forward clutching the phone.

Her conversation started with a frown and ended with a frown after she said the boy's name Miguel.

And with that, she always saw another boy. But he made her cringe and look to the side, his awful haircut appalling to her. He was cute, but his haircut really made her rethink her own judgement.

And by Sam's reaction, she was infatuated with him.

From Indira's wild life she has come to learn what lust looked like, and she could confirm that what was between them was whether they knew it or not.

She scrunched her nose and slapped her arm as a mosquito landed on it, immediately flicking the dead insect off with a glare to the little blood sucker.

"This....this is Indira." Indira. How did she know her name, her name was never revealed. Then again her father was famous so she dismissed it and gave the boy who seriously needed a haircut a little finger wave to which he raised an eyebrow back giving a small wave back.

But then came Daniel Larusso who she had least expected to see today. But she felt her confidence rising.

"Hey guys! Perfect attendance." He immediately noticed the girl with medium short hair dressed in leopard print. He held his hands together and held a friendly smile which surprisingly made Indira feel welcomed, unlike how she felt around Sam.

"Indira Gutierrez! How are you? I haven't seen you in quite a while!" He held his arms out and wide embracing the young girl into a fatherly hug.

She ignored the eyes blaring at the back of her head as she hugged the older man and smiled widely, glancing at Sam briefly holding her smile and seeing her eyes look at her nails not entertained.

"Just enjoying life, you know?" She lied with grace. She was not exactly enjoying it, more or less rotting in her bed and screaming into her pillow for at 30 minutes everyday to let her anger out.

He smiled lovingly. "That's great." Then his eyebrows furrowed. "Are you here for Amanda?"

She waved him off, slightly offended.

Amanda, Daniels wife and the mother of Samantha Larusso. She had gotten along with the older lady heavenly, the two had mani-pedis done every couple of months since she had turned twelve.

"I'm here for karate!"

"Really?" He asked slightly surprised. "More or less to go slow, kinda observe for now." That made more sense as she turned around as he began talking and walking towards their next location.

The next thing you know sand was being put down and she could still feel glaring at her. She had to refrain from pepper spraying the teenager and throwing the sand into her eyes just so they wouldn't work anymore, because frankly she was tired of those beady eyes looking at what with malice.

But if she kept looking at her like that, the plan would fail. And that would just be sad. And little boy blue won't get his not happy ending.

Mr Larusso made her and Sam get into the circle, begrudgingly she did even though she wanted to observe more than actually do any work. The weird strange boy stood on the side getting ready to watch what they were about to do.

When they started doing a technique called the wheel she noticed Sam looking at her ever so often, moving less and less as she breathed in and out angrily, she was really giving red from angry birds as her face contorted into a bright red color.

She ignored this preposterous behavior mimicking the girl's voice in her mind as her hair was blowing in the slight wind almost letting dirt fly into her eye but blocking it unexpectedly.

She saw from the corner of her eye both the boys scrunching their eyebrows at the two. She suspected it was probably Sam's form since she was not doing so great. Then she was kicked harshly in the rib.

Doubling to the side Indira clutched her rib and hissed. Her eyes blaring with anger as she looked up to Sam with her jaw clenched.

"Sam! What the hell!" He said in disbelief. It wasn't even time for any physical contact yet, and he knew she knew that. Sam however looked anywhere but her father, glancing at the Dora replica next to him.

Next thing she knew, she was practically stomping on Sam's knee sideways making her buckle down in the process making the older man's eyes widen.

Samantha Larusso looked at her with fire in her eyes . Both of them stood up, Sam taking the first contact and pushing the girl back with all her might.
"Samantha, what the hell is wrong!" She ignored her dad before putting her face dangerously close to Indira looking directly in the eye.

"You have a lot of nerve, bitch."

She scoffed, taking her finger and pushing the girl's shoulder harshly making her slightly stumble back, looking at her quote pissed off. "What the fuck is your problem."

"Girls-." They ignored him, tuning him out at the same time while the boy Indira hadn't learned the name of watched in heavy curiosity but also being held on standby invading anything happened.

"You, your my problem Indira." Indira took a hand and placed it right in Sam's face, her breath invading her personal space to which Sam smacked it away harshly. "Don't fucking touch me, you don't even know me." She said and looked at her up and down in disbelief that this was even happening.

What the fuck was even happening!?

" Do you even hear yourself, you have the nerve to come into my home after all you put me through!?" Indira thought she had gone crazy. Plain delusional, she just gave her a plain look and saw Sam laugh in disbelief. "You don't even care."

Indira muttered a little. "I really don't." Daniel rubbed his hands over his face slightly frustrated missing Sam swinging forward to punch with all her might, anger in her fists ready to be released.

But alas, Indira caught her hand just as her index finger scraped across her cheek, taking a bit of skin with it leaving a light scratch on her cheek, blood heading to the surface making the two girls look at each other.

Indira had always been held to never hit first in any situation unless you wanted to be the one held accountable for the whole situation, so when Samantha Larusso practically did the first hit she went all out.

Her face being her most essential asset and a girl's unpolished fingernail scratching upon it, she had had enough. Especially since she was clearly out for blood for absolutely no reason.

Sam's foot went up and Indira managed to duck under it and used her hand to hit the side of the girl's chest. When Indira came back up she was kicked in the mid-area to which she put a first up and headed it towards Indira's face.

Indira grabbed her arm and began twisting it making shouts starting to happen from afar. She used her knee to kick her in the stomach and her other hand to push the girl's face away from her, her opposing component going blind for a few seconds.

"Foul! This isn't karate!" Yelled the boy with the awful haircut. Daniel Larusso tried grabbing the girls but immediately fell back when his daughter accidentally kicked him in the abdomen with all her might, his guard being down in that second making him sigh deeply and try to get up as quickly as he could.

"This is cheating, bitch!" She yelled as her arm was twisting backwards, Indira not letting it go anytime soon as they both fought with one hand, Indira's strength somehow overcoming Sam's and headbutting her along with hurling her knee into the Larusso girls chest.

She let go of Sam's arm and used her elbow to hit it into the side of her neck knocking the air out of Sam, her falling over and grabbing her neck coughing slightly seeing the girl even more out a breath letting her guard down, the boy indira had been side eyeing ever so often helping her dad up before quickly looking back to indira who was getting ready to attack again.

But Sam swept her from underneath her feet and immediately got on top of her trying to avoid the violent moves that were most definitely NOT karate, her trying to hold both arms down until she got headbutted falling to the side with a groan.

"Your big ass head gave me an easy target." She said sweetly and saw fire in Sam's eyes trying to get up, but now the girl was sitting on top of her, her weight now holding her arms down keeping her face away before lifting her hand clutching it into a fist and letting it go full speed.

However, Daniel Larusso grabbed the girl easily pulling her off his daughter while Robby went to Samantha's aid. She tried kicking out of his arms and glared at Sam who was rubbing her side and arm harshly while being held back by Robbie.

"Days over, bring her inside Robby." She scoffed and forced her way out of Robby's arms and walking to the house, Daniel letting Indira down who immediately started walking away with fury radiating off of her.

"Indira wait!" She kept walking, her steps leaving a small cloud of dirt from how hard she was stomping, fixing her bra as she resisted the urge to throw a large rock at the girl's head, especially when she said her next words.

"Indira." She paused, Sam calling her name with a teasing tone despite being semi scared for her life when on the ground.

She stopped and turned to look over her shoulder, glared eyes as the wind flowed in her hair to the other side quickly, it seemed like whiplash as she saw Sam being dragged away before getting to say her next words.

She scoffed and started walking before me.larusso walked beside her. "Listen, I don't know why what's with you too nearly killing each other but it can't happen anymore."

She gave the father a look, one that meant she was in disbelief as she kept walking. "I'm not coming back Larusso."

She heard him sigh as she walked into the concrete sidewalk, his footsteps still following her. "Whatever is going on with you and Sam isn't my business, so.....if you still want to just know miyagi do is always open, okay?" She gave him a quick nod when she stopped, he then began walking back and she had the worst headache, the kind that was pounding inside your skull.

Looks like her plan just went to shit.

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WHEN GETTING HOME she immediately took a shower and put on a black hoodie and pajama shorts sore and tired before taking a long nap.

The hours had gone by quickly and before she knew it, Indira was awake at 7 pm with texts from moon and random numbers that always seem to find her number, them always hitting on her suggesting they were fans of her father.

They were always instantly blocked or trolled with.

She ran her hands over her face and rubbed her eyes harshly, her palm rubbing the top right temple feeling like complete shit. So she took two ibuprofens and wobbled her way downstairs to get a small something.

But then everything had gone by so fast.

After grabbing a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch, she was pulled to the large living room where her family was and sighed remembering there was a family meeting that night.

She saw faces she didn't want to see for at least 3 decades and felt her eyes well up with tears as she probably wouldn't even get to enjoy her food without arguing going on.

Once again, her mom and dad had sat in front of everyone, everyone's eyes looking to the two daughters of the two and suddenly she didn't feel hungry anymore and pushed it away, bad news coming on.

Grabbing her legs, she wrapped her arms around them and laid back staring at the ceiling ignoring the heaviness of her eyes.

Again. A long speech had occured and she only heard blabbering. She picked at her nails slightly trying not to ruin them and closed her eyes.

But she was caught out of her tired state by a heartbreaking sentence. "We'll be gone for a little while." Her head striked forward as her face saddened, disbelief written all over her face.

"Why? why can't you stay!? You just got back!" The parents looked to each other. "We got a really good job together that will help pay for you and the baby's futures and we won't have to work for a while after unless something comes up."

"That's stupid!" She said smacking her hands onto her thighs. "And...."

The two smiled and looked to her elder sister who looked around in awkwardness, Indira looked over to her two, eyes scrunching together.

The worst sentence Indira had heard in years making her release a dramatic sob. "Jane will be living here til then!" Her dad clapped before dropping them seeing her sobbing. Her elder sister looked in disbelief and offended while her grandma simply took a sip of her apple cider.

This family meeting is officially named the worst one in the last five years.

𝐀𝐍, 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂'𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆