LOGINIndigo.“Slade?” The word tumbled from my lips before I could clamp them shut.He tucked his hands into his pockets, giving me a tiny nod. “Hey…” he said again.I gently walked down the stairs that led to the pavement. “You waiting for someone?” I asked, hugging my arms to my chest.Slade leaned casually against his car, hands in his pockets, that damn smirk tugging at his lips. “Yeah,” he said. “Been waiting for a while, actually.”“Oh yeah?” I tried to play along, pretending I didn’t already know where this conversation was going. “Must be someone special then.”His eyes flicked to me, a glint of amusement there. “She is. Pain in the ass though. Always running off when I least expect it.”My lips parted, but no sound came out. Was he talking about me? I bit back a smile. “Maybe she had her reasons,” I muttered. “Like maybe you didn't quite come after her when she left and went ahead with Ava.”Damn it, her name slips out like venom. Every nerve in me screams to stop the games, but m
Indigo.“You serious?” Slade asked as soon as he got to me.I was well aware of the gazes on us as music started to softly play in the background.“You tell me, Mr Fallon,” I raised my chin, my voice trembling.His lips quirked into a smile and he stretched out a hand. “Then let us have the honors of the first dance.”Oh fuck.He actually agreed to it.He left her and came to me.“What aboutㅡ” I trailed off, nodding towards the girl who stalked off to the corner, arms folded tightly over her chest.He looked behind him. “Oh, Ava? Yeah, we're not together. I don't want to explain. Let's just do this.”Slowly, he pulled me to the center of the room, his hand sliding around my waist and I found myself shivering. It felt like his hands were meant to be there and I had no problem with that.It felt good to know that I was back in arms.But it didn't change that a small part of me ached that he had kissed that girl.“So,” he started, his voice brushing close to my ear, “you’re really leavin
Indigo.“Em, I swear to every god listening, I’m done with this absolute bullshit,” I snarled, hurling a fistful of clothes into my travel bag like they’d personally betrayed me.Fuck London. Fuck the rain-slick streets, fuck the overpriced hotel coffee, fuck every second I’d wasted chasing ghosts in this city.The zipper screamed in protest as I yanked it shut with enough force to nearly rip the damn thing clean off.My laptop glowed on the desk, Emily’s pixelated face staring back at me from her bed. She looked wrecked—hair a wild tangle, eyes heavy with exhaustion—but calm. Too damn calm. I was spiraling into a full-blown meltdown and she sat there sipping her drink like I was some mildly entertaining lab rat.What kind of best friend was this? We were supposed to crash out together. Rage, scream, maybe smash a lamp. That’s the pact.“Indie, breathe for one hot second,” she said, voice even as she took another lazy sip. “You’re packing like the building’s on fire and you’re the a
~~Slade~~This kiss had come out of nowhere.One second, I had been staring into the crowds, eyes squinted to make sure I wasn't hallucinatingㅡ was that really Indigo in the stands? What the fuck was she doing here?And then ava came.She had kissed me and for a second, I just froze. I didn't push her away but I didn't kiss her. But I knew what it looked like.Now, I was looking down at indigo who had curled up on herself in the corner. “Indie…” I tried again.She suddenly stood up, wiping her eyes aggressively. “What?!”I flinched at the bite in her voice. Ava had told me that she guessed indie was the girl I was talking about when she saw her with my twin so she thought she was doing me a favor but getting indie jealous.Clearly not.Indigo didn't just look jealous. She looked extremely furious.Running a hand through my hair, I gave her a sigh. “Waitㅡ”“Why should I wait?” she snapped. “So you can finish your little celebration with your girlfriend?”I blinked, confused. “She’s not
~~Indigo~~“Wow…”Was all I could say when we stepped into the bustling stadium. I knew it was a big race but this place was packedㅡ like an incredible amount of people going around the stands, chattering to themselves while some waved flags and others chanted the names of their favorite riders.“Biggest race of the season,” Braxton muttered under his breath, his hands tucked in his pockets as he led us through the row of seats. “London doesn't play.”Clearly, they didn't.“I can tell,” I muttered under my breath, sighing heavily while looking around the people who were there, the ground under me humming with the vibration from the racecars that lined up next to the tracks.Kaitlyn was ahead of me, walking with Bianca while her face glowed with excitement and pride. “You're in for a treat,” She called out to me over her shoulder.I smiled faintly, nodding to myself. “Yeah, I can see that.”This was going to be an epic event. That's if my heart didn't burst out of my chest first.“Our
~~Indigo~~I expected a lot of things from London — but not for it to feel this loud, this alive. Cars honked. People shouted across the street, laughter bursting in waves. Everything smelled like smoke, rain, and a little bit of chaos.I stared up at the giant WELCOME TO LONDON sign and muttered, “This place is definitely… something.”Kaitlyn chuckled softly beside me, fingers clutching the edge of her scarf as she pulled it higher against the cold. “You’ll love it here, Indigo. I was thinking you and the others could stay at my place until the game tomorrow.”That wasn’t the plan. Not even close.I stiffened, forcing a polite smile. “Oh—uh, that’s really sweet, but I’ll just stay at a hotel tonight.”She blinked. “A hotel?”“Yeah.” I tried to sound casual, though my stomach twisted like I’d swallowed rocks. “I kind of want to surprise Slade tomorrow… at the competition. Also, I’d like you all to, you know, keep it quiet. Don’t tell him I’m here.”Kaitlyn’s expression melted into a s







