A/N: I am a first time fanfic author, and first time writing in the first person narrative, bear with me.
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Letty was right, as with most things. Rio was nice this time of year. Although it consisted of tropical weather the temperature was moderated by the cool sea-breezes from the ocean. It is a breathtaking sight. Standing high on the Sugar Loaf Mountain you can take in the entire spectacular city. The high tropical ever green mountains are one of the most beautiful sights to the human eyes. The sound of the crisp cool waterfall is one of the most relaxing sounds to the human ears. I have never seen such crystal clear water. The steady rise and fall of the tide repeatedly blanketing the shore is hypnotizing. The women who litter the beach are exotic and stunning. It is complete and utter paradise, to most people at least.
In reality, in my reality nothing can ever be as breathtaking as Letty. She was and still is my complete and utter paradise. Her deep chocolate brown eyes, always full of compassion will forever remain the most beautiful sight to my eyes. Her caustic remarks and sweet voice is the only relaxing sound to my ears. Watching her sleep, the steady rise and fall of her chest is more hypnotizing than the tide of the ocean. The image of Letty, her eyes, lips, and her body is forever imprinted into the back of my eyelids.
As I watch the couples who pepper the sand I cannot help but grin. Me and Let would always make fun of most people like that. We would poke fun at couples who held hands. The thought of whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears made us laugh hysterically or Letty snort. In our minds dates were a waste of money that would better be spent on car parts, and waste of time that would better be spent installing those new car parts. We both found ourselves amused at the things couples in love say and do. Letty and I have always been self-sufficient people, which is why we understood each other so well. I never had to be a Romeo with Let, and that's what was great about her. She could hold her own in every way possible, which is why I was so drawn and attracted to her. Letty didn't need someone constantly telling her "I love you" "I need you" or any other lovey-dovey shit. We didn't do that, instead we spoke volumes with our eyes, and most of all our actions, and if we did happen to say I love you, it held a deeper affect because of the fact we did not always say it. It made it that much more meaningful.
But, its days like this that make me wish Letty and I was like most people, like most couples. It's in this moment where I wonder what life would have been like if we ran a legitimate car shop or if the team and I went to college. I wonder what would have transpired if we never got a taste of the adrenaline and quick money that hijacking brought to our lives. It's moments like this where I wish Letty and I did go on some silly dates than hijacking a truck load of merchandise or gas trucks in the Dominican. Life would have been so different, we would have been so different, but that would have been okay because then Letty would still be alive. Its days like this where I resent Brian and Mia for hijacking the prison bus for me. Its days like this where I imagine Letty and I and the rest of the team as average Joes, living in houses with the white picket fences and kids. There are days like this one where I contemplate what it would have been like to live the life I never wanted. If I only could have lived the life I never wanted some of my best friends would still be alive, and most importantly Letty, but I didn't and they're not. So now all I have is our memories together with the team, and her ingrained into my brain and heart forever.
Ride or die
Letty definitely lived up to the title, fulfilled the meaning and I'll never forget that.