Dom & Letty
How to live with the king of the streets
This takes place before the events of "the fast and the furious".
Nothing of this is mine, just the idea. please don't sue.
It's written in Letty's POV for now.
okay...here we go
Chapter 1
Dom was back home. You would think things would be weird when your boyfriend gets home after 2 years in prison. After 2years in which you wasn't allowed to see him. He said it would've made the situation worse...Well, it was already hell the way it was, but there are times, a Dominic Toretto doesn't change his opinion for anyone. Not even for me.
Whatever...
He's back now, and things were going to get normal again. Mia wasn't as bitchy as the days before he got home. And Jesse's ADD wasn't bothering him as much as the first time he saw Dom. Poor boy was pretty frightened. I can't blame him. Dom always was an impressive man. Now with all these muscles he's really intimidating. Things between us weren't at least a bit odd. I had slept alone in his bed every night for the last 2years. He knew I haven't even looked at another man. That I loved him the way he loved me, if not more. There was nothing to say, so after we broke apart from our kiss, we just stood in the living room and looked in each others eyes. 'Till I couldn't help it and jumped in his arms a second time.
Business at the shop was low, but the garage was running good. We had enough money to have a decent life. But not enough to get our asses known at the street races. Leon brought it up a few months before Dom got home. We were all excited about joining this new scene. We loved cars, and we loved the adrenaline. We we're all driving nice rides, but not nice enough to risk it. So we needed to get money. Mia knew nothing about this, she was so excited about my 19th birthday party and the return of her brother, that she didn't noticed our little brain storming sessions. However, we had no clue, how we could make fast money.
I don't remember the party.
But I remember everything about the day Dom got home, I remember clearly how he smiled at me as I ran to him, I remember his tear glittering eyes, and I remember the excitement in his expression when I told him about street racing and that we were looking for a way to get the money we needed for our cars. He just said we would find a way. But I could always look right through him and his eyes said much more than that. He already had something on his mind.
This was the day I started to feel whole again. My man was back at my side. Everything was going to be just fine now.
If only I'd have known how wrong I was...