Chapter 1
Isabella's POV
The last trunk has been taken out of the room. I am saying goodbye to college. I never belonged here. My brother Dom wanted me to become a lawyer, so I could get him and his friends out of trouble. I just wanted to race like Dom and our father. I haven't talked to my brother and sister since I left for college. They both pushed me into college and I hated them for it. They treated me like a baby because I am the youngest. Now, I am heading home. I am doing what is best for me.
My daughter, Aria, is asleep on the bed. My baby has just turned one year old. I wonder what Auntie Mia and Uncle Dom will think of her. She has my thick black hair and dark complexion. She has her daddy's big blue eyes. Her daddy doesn't even know that she exists. I am taking my beautiful little girl home.
Aria and I look out the window of the plane. Goodbye Massachusetts. Aria smiles and kisses me. I think that she will be happier in Los Angeles. She will have the chance to get to know her family. I want to get back to the garage. Something about having grease under my nails and the sound of engines revving.
The flight attendant has announced our arrival at LAX. "We are home baby. Aria, honey wake up."
"Mommy home." She says in her sweet voice.
"Yes we are home."
We depart the plane and catch a cab. The old neighborhood has not changed. The warm sun feels wonderful on my skin. I have missed this place. We are just one block away from the house when I see an ambulance race past us. Oh my god they are stopping in front of my house. The Jetta is there. Aria is struggling in my arms. I need to get closer. Someone is lying on the ground. I can't see who it is. "Calm down, Aria. Momma needs to see what is going on."
As I walk around the back of the Jetta, I see Mia leaning over a blond man. "Mia was is going on." When she moves, I can't believe what I am seeing. "Jesse, oh God no! Jesse, Jesse." That can't be my Jesse on the ground. Someone is restraining me. I need to get closer to him. What are they doing to him?
"Clear" a paramedic calls out. Jesse's limp body jumps from the ground. "We have a pulse, let's get him transported."
"Mia what happened." She is coming towards me. Her eyes are filled with tears.
"They shot Jesse. Dom and Brian went after them."
"Who shot Jesse?"
"Johnny Tran and his cousin Lance."
"We need to follow Jesse. Where is your car?"
"I left it in the desert."
"What? No matter. Get into the Jetta." I place Aria's car seat into the backseat and strap her in. We speed off to the hospital. "Jesse, please hold on."
Isabella's POV
The last trunk has been taken out of the room. I am saying goodbye to college. I never belonged here. My brother Dom wanted me to become a lawyer, so I could get him and his friends out of trouble. I just wanted to race like Dom and our father. I haven't talked to my brother and sister since I left for college. They both pushed me into college and I hated them for it. They treated me like a baby because I am the youngest. Now, I am heading home. I am doing what is best for me.
My daughter, Aria, is asleep on the bed. My baby has just turned one year old. I wonder what Auntie Mia and Uncle Dom will think of her. She has my thick black hair and dark complexion. She has her daddy's big blue eyes. Her daddy doesn't even know that she exists. I am taking my beautiful little girl home.
Aria and I look out the window of the plane. Goodbye Massachusetts. Aria smiles and kisses me. I think that she will be happier in Los Angeles. She will have the chance to get to know her family. I want to get back to the garage. Something about having grease under my nails and the sound of engines revving.
The flight attendant has announced our arrival at LAX. "We are home baby. Aria, honey wake up."
"Mommy home." She says in her sweet voice.
"Yes we are home."
We depart the plane and catch a cab. The old neighborhood has not changed. The warm sun feels wonderful on my skin. I have missed this place. We are just one block away from the house when I see an ambulance race past us. Oh my god they are stopping in front of my house. The Jetta is there. Aria is struggling in my arms. I need to get closer. Someone is lying on the ground. I can't see who it is. "Calm down, Aria. Momma needs to see what is going on."
As I walk around the back of the Jetta, I see Mia leaning over a blond man. "Mia was is going on." When she moves, I can't believe what I am seeing. "Jesse, oh God no! Jesse, Jesse." That can't be my Jesse on the ground. Someone is restraining me. I need to get closer to him. What are they doing to him?
"Clear" a paramedic calls out. Jesse's limp body jumps from the ground. "We have a pulse, let's get him transported."
"Mia what happened." She is coming towards me. Her eyes are filled with tears.
"They shot Jesse. Dom and Brian went after them."
"Who shot Jesse?"
"Johnny Tran and his cousin Lance."
"We need to follow Jesse. Where is your car?"
"I left it in the desert."
"What? No matter. Get into the Jetta." I place Aria's car seat into the backseat and strap her in. We speed off to the hospital. "Jesse, please hold on."