𝗗𝗜𝗟𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔❥︎❥︎❥︎

𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑜

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 eventful to say the least. Throwing the whole vandalism and scheming plan to the side for the rest of the night surely relaxed her.

Her home has been empty once more but that had been expected as all of her family obviously didn't live with her mom and dad.

Her family was more so....complicated.

For a little backstory, Indira was the youngest daughter, her elder sister the golden child, but that was to be expected as she was 12 years older, late 20's meaning she had gone through somewhat more and made a name for herself.

Her mother and father had a rough relationship for over 28 years as they had met when Indira's mother was 16 and got pregnant with her older sister, Jane.

Her dad had left not long after that not knowing of Jane's arrival but revealed not long ago he had a hunch of her existence but still hasn't said anything.

So after twelve years her mother had a fling at 28 resulting in Indira! That fling being both her and Jane's father making them full siblings, them barely remembering the whole ordeal too.

But now they were bound to be married after her dad proposed, twice. Much drama before that, but wasn't something Indira wanted to get into as a topic as it was most definitely the most confusing part of her life as an upcoming preteen back then.

Her grandma was loving, caring, and supported her mom's pregnancy to an extent. Obviously not at first as she only believed in marriage before sex, that's obviously not what happened there.

Her sister was artificially inseminated.

What a Trainwreck that was.

Her sister's baby daddy, totally in love with her sister.

Oh, and her sisters first true love dying after some weird villain shot him months ago surviving, but stayed alive just to refuse to get help.

You see why Indira liked keeping to herself all the time?

Her artificial nephew was a menace, but she loved him for that, sadly he was never really over.

Then there was her sister's baby daddy's boyfriends ex wife had artificially inseminated herself.

That was a whole other story.

And somehow, according to Jane her older sister, she was still the strongest thing to ever come out of this family considering she was 'nothing' like any of them.

Indira took that as a compliment before ignoring anything else her older sister said. She could be really judgemental, especially towards Indira.

And to talk about family, Indira had woken up the next morning to something she hadn't heard in a long time.

Chatter.

And she knew from that moment she would need at least a handful of Tylenol and a pot brownie or two to get through the day.

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"THIS IS AMAZING!" Her father yelled, shaking with joy clapping his hands. Her mom stood beside him with a slight smile giving a wink to her youngest daughter who stood up and ran to them.

Indira embraced her parents, her head on her dad's chest as her mom hugged her from behind. Indira being sandwiched between the two as she hugged her dad tighter, his breath now being stopped as he choked on air.

When she let go she smiled wildly and looked at her dad who tried to keep in his coughing before turning to her mom ignoring the death coughs behind her. "I-I missed you."

Xiomara Gutierrez soon to be la Rosá smiled down to her daughter, brushing away the hair that had gotten caught in her lipgloss. "I missed you too, Nena." ( My daughter )

She hugged her mom and took shallow breaths as she closed her eyes, all eyes obviously being on them not that Indira cared.

All she ever wanted were her parents and even though they were in Georgia for the last few months for her father's film and mother making the soundtrack, she couldn't help but lavish every moment she could knowing they wouldn't be here forever.

"Aunty Indy!" Her nephew yelled running out of her sister's arms and into Indira's.

Her nieces had also wiggled their way out of her sister's baby daddy s ex-wife arms and ended up with Indira too, all three of the kids pushing each other aggressively hugging the teenager doing the same as she did her dad.

She eventually lost her breath and had to push the three off her with a look planted on her face. "Ellie, Anna, Mateo, what did I tell you three about trying to kill me!"

"Sorry auntie Indy." They said in unison while their mother pulled them back and gave them a talk.

Everyone had eventually returned to their spots, the three kids hovering over Indira, the twin girls somehow managing to sit by her and Mateo on the other side.

And then her parents began talking.

And she had dozed out once again uninterested in the conversation, only a dazed smile on her face as she thought of things they could all do in the next couple of days.

Her life being an incoherent bitch to others on occasion possibly being out on hold just to spend time with her family.

But then she caught a hold of the word, baby.

"what!" She blurted out, dazed turning into much confusion standing up in an instant.

She looked at her mom with wide eyes. "You're pregnant?!"

".....well."

"Well what?" Everyone's gaze looked to the soon to be married, once again couple and they looked at each other for a quick second.

"Darcy's pregnant." Darcy Flores, ex-girlfriend of her dad, got pregnant insemination style due to a little arrangement they had. The arrangement exists due to her mother not wanting anymore kids.

"I get another sibling?" Indira announced, mouth wide open as her jaw dropped, standing up in an instant. "Santa Mierda!" Her grandmother gave her a small look to her granddaughter meet seconds before the young girl burst into happiness. ( Holy shit )

"I get to name it!" Indira announced loudly as she ran up the stairs, everyone gaining some positivity at the news, Indira being more excited than her father himself.

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THE HOUSE HAD settled down after the wonderful news of a new family member that would be welcomed into the world soon enough.

Her sister, her sister's baby daddy and her nephew all stayed in the room her dad had designed for Jane when they had moved in.

She had seen her parents once more before she took an hour long shower losing her mind in thoughts.

She had realized the commitment to having another kid ended up in meaning her parents would most likely no longer travel constantly. That thought made her reveal a small smile with a small fit of excitement.

But she had another reveal, this revealing she wouldn't be their main priority of a child, not like she ever was considering Jane existed. Also a thought that the new baby would still come second to Jane, but her parents weren't like that, right?

All her life Indira was nonchalant to a bunch of this as she was always the younger one but also realized they gave her somewhat more harsh treatment than her elder sister due to her being more off the leash than Jane. And off the leash, Indira Gutierrez was.

Talking back to people no matter what age they were if they were disrespectful, the most disrespectful comebacks known to man making the family of four being kicked out of many establishments or upgraded, all depending on how they felt Abt the fiery girl.

But she couldn't care about the results, she just wanted things to be right. Always standing on the right side no matter what anyone else's options were, and most of the time she was by herself on them.

Not that she cared.

She wasn't anyone's favorite person from what she thought, but the next person to walk into her room is the last person she ever thought would.

"Petra?" Confusment was laced in Indira's voice as she closed her book, sitting up as she had been laying on her stomach for the last two hours.

The blonde haired woman of Czech descent gave a warm smile to Indira who gave her a weirded out look making the older woman drop hers. "What's with the face."

The teen blinked and looked at the older woman with incredulous eyes. "Because you're in my room?"

"I can leave."

"No, it's fine." Petra held her smile at that as Indira said up fully patting the side next to her, Petra's eyes widening as she felt the sheets. "Is this real silk?"

Indira smirked as she laid back, crossing her arms.

"Your hotel doesn't have real silk, is it because of all the lawsuits or murders, your bank account can't afford them?"

Petra scoffed and rolled her eyes, laying back and crossing her arms struggling to stay mature with the big mouthed girl. "I'll have you know my hotel is worth 10 times more than your house."

Indira looked to the side before turning herself over.
"Only 10? You must be begging for money from every man you come across."

The older woman scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Oh please, I have men and woman doing it daily, get money without doing anything. Unlike you."

Indira grabbed her book from the edge and opened it back up to her page. "I'm 16, I still have yet to do anything. Unlike you. Havent you cheated on all of your husbands?"

"Who told you that!" She said flabbergasted, her whole body facing Indira with her face in disbelief.

"Miss blabby pants, who else?"

"Jane."

"Jane." Confirmed the teenager as she put her bookmark on the page and closed it, her mouth pursing to the side as she looked to the older woman.

"Why are you here Petra?"

She made an offended scoff moving her blonde hair out of her face. "I didn't come in here to be offended and insulted if that's what you mean!"

The Gutierrez girl hummed, shrugging. "That's what happens when you come into my room without prior notice."

"You verbally assault others?"

"You wouldn't still be here if that's what it was called." The blonde rolled her eyes at the teens statement.

"I just came in here to talk, that's all."

Indira gave her a weird look as she played with her hair, petra weirding her out as shes never once done this in the years they've known each other. "Why."

"Because I noticed something was off." Indira chuckled and threw her hair out of her hand into her sorta aunt's face.

"Nothing's ever wrong with me, maybe you're just delusional."

"Don't try to manipulate me!" She said a little louder making Indira look at her. "That's my thing." The teen raised her eyebrows and looked to the side with a little shrug confirming her aunt's statement.

"I....I saw something was bothering you."

Indira gave her a weirded out look, looking around the room as if there was an invisible camera video taping her. "Have you taken any drugs lately Pete? Has having kids made you imagine things?"

"Indira, stop trying to out petra me!"

"Whatever." She muttered and shrunk down onto her bed, eyes looking to the black canopy top that hung upon her bed as she played with her hair.

"You looked pissed off when walking in and in thought when I barged into your room."

"See, you confirmed you barged in!"

Petra looked at her nails. "I never denied it." She reached over to the very antique looking lamp looking impressed at the build and turned it on.

"So, what's going on?"

She scoffed and turned onto her side, back facing the older woman as her fan blew onto them, the custom black colored diamonds surrounding the fan. "Nothing."

"Stop being prissy and tell me!"

Indira ignored her and kicked her leg moving Petra off the beg slightly more, making herself comfortable for bed making the ex wife glare at her.

"Indira."

"Oh my God! What!" She bursted out sitting up angrily, hair slightly messed up do to her messing with it prior.

The blue eyed woman just stared at her. "If I tell you will you leave me alone."

"I'll gladly leave you alone." Confirmed her aunt.

Indira huffed and closed her eyes, elbows on her knees as she rubbed her eyes, the annoyance of the night prior already pissing her off, the news of a sibling disappearing to the memory of seeing her windshield broken.

So then she looked at her reluctantly already seeing her ready to listen making her eyes soften.

She actually wanted to listen to her, and hear about what was wrong with her. The first to notice something was going on and she probably hated her family to an extent the most.

That's what made the 16 year old angry.

But she kept it in, there was no point in letting out all her emotions to Petra Salazar. So she just said everything in a nonchalant way.

Her whole day yesterday, how a random boy's annoying sniffles made her want to pull her hair and rip out her nails so she nicely confronted him!

But apparently Petra said bullying him wasn't exactly that, which obviously wasn't something she'd do, her aunt just believed she did that to anyone when really it was just her!

From mentioning her confronting him to telling her about her purposely broken windshield in the shape of a footprint she could tell the blonde woman had something spinning in her head.

She told her how mad she had been, how she had even almost found his account two hours later, how she was thinking of sending the most life threatening text from her burner account to scare him to death, but forgot she would most likely go to jail if she was found out.

Indira did not want to go to jail. It made her skin crawl at the thought. And the lack of hair products.

"Absolutely not! You have to get revenge! What the hell!" She stood up instantly, disbelief written on her face letting out a scoff. "I know! I had to tell Dad it was a tree!"

Petra hummed, theories from why the man was kicking the large trees outside being thrown out the window and putting the confirmed problem into its place. "He has a real problem with trees now."

"I know." Indira trailed off crossing her arms, her hands rubbing over her face as a wave of tiredness overcame her.

Petra sat back down, leaving room between them and shook her head with a scoff. "That is such a guy move, destroying something Instead of being upfront, I mean something was bothering you and you told him off! And he results by damaging your car?!"

"Yeah, but then I got ice cream with moon. We made plans to go shopping and make a burn book together- she just wanted to design it. I was gonna write all the horrible things, only true things of course."

Petra smirked. "That's my girl." Indira smiled brightly at that, her being herself getting praised instead of scolded which she usually was from her mother who didn't want her causing trouble.

But this was obviously for a good cause, right?

"Right! Now we have to make a good revenge plan. It's the only way to solve this blasphemy."

"Such a big word, learn that in nerd 101."

"I passed my school years That's all you need to know." She said with a sarcastic smile.

"Probably not in a legal way." Indira muttered taking a sip of her water only to get it snatched away from her. "Indira, stop being a brat and think revenge."

She raised an eyebrow, crossing her legs in a criss cross applesauce form taking her two arms and putting the over her two legs and laying her head on her knees still facing Petra. "I could.....throw freezing cold slushies on him when school comes, that's a classic?"

The blonde scoffed, clearly.in disbelief at her answer. "That was pathetic, think bigger. Less brain freeze."

But her mind came to a blank, she wasn't known for profusely bullying anyone willingly as she usually didn't care for it, Petra probably didn't like the bullying idea either, she was thankful for it.

Demetri was the only exception...kidding.

Being honest didn't mean being a down right big mouthed bitch, something she was grateful she could reframe from being.

She thought and thought, but nothing ever came out good enough. And others seemed too much. I mean sending him scary stalker notes seemed a little extreme and too incriminating.

Bullying him profusely just didn't excite her.

And doing nothing was never a choice.

Then she had remembered her first step, Samantha Larusso. She didn't really care for her, she seemed somewhat nice besides hanging out with yasmine, then again so did moon and she was perfectly fine.

Samantha Larusso.

It seemed Indira knew who to mention to Petra for the first part of their plan. And the blonde knew that she had a name in mind when a cheeky smile appeared on the younger girl's face.

"What's that face for." The older woman said a little creeped out, moving away slightly as she held onto her arm. Indira however smiled wider. "It starts with the name, Samantha Larusso."

A light brown eyebrow was raised as she looked at Indira. "As in Daniel Larusso?"

Indira nodded her head just guessing they had been related due to the unpopular last name and started seeing wheels turning in Petra's head. Her eyes wander to one side of the room before looking back to Indira with a small hum.

"Well, spit it out!"

"Do you like Samantha?"

The teen shrugged, eyes wandering off in the distance as Petra did mere seconds ago trying to recall any good moments between the two.

She barely knew her, only knowing vaguely some things from moon who talked highly of her most of the time. Then again, moon tried only thinking positively of most people. A thing she admired about the girl. "Nah, not really."

"Great!"

She scratched her arm lightly. "What's the plan?"

So then Petra Salazar got talking and Indira realized she was much more than a pretty face who couldn't stay with one man, no offense to Petra.

And it all would start with actually getting to know someone else and not trying to get to know the daughter of daniel larusso.

Not that Indira knew much about him either.

But apparently Petra knew much and how to get this revenge without hurting anyone or anyone's feelings.

Which would obviously be impossible in the long run.

𝐀𝐍, 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝗑 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗉𝗀/𝗅𝗂𝗏