Love Me Love Me Not
A/N: Realy quick this Fanfiction is set before and eventually during the first movie so just the characters from the original gang are in it. This is mainly a Vince/OC thing but there are other pairings. My main character is 21. Hope you enjoy!
Summary: Once a job goes bad for Calleigh and her team she needs help ASAP. Then she hears about Torettos Team and quickly enlists them. Once Calleigh and Vince meet there's something heavy between them, but can Calleigh get over her recent trauma and let him in? With everything that's happening can they make it work? Or will it end in heartache?
Set during and before The Fast and the Furious
Prologue:
"Come on Jay." Rem whined from the other side of the table pushing the blueprints back to my brother, "This job is easy money. These guys just want a couple of fast cars and they're willing to pay big bucks for the trade."
"They don't just want fast cars, Rem." I narrowed my eyes at him leaning on the table with both arms stretched out across from him and Jay, "These mob bosses want us to break into a rivals mansion and steal two cars full of drugs. How is that easy money?"
Sometimes I wondered if my boyfriend was in fact just reckless or simply clueless. My twin brother is the leader of this little gang or cavalry- whatever you wanted to call it. He was a big guy at 6'2 with big muscles that he seemed to always show off with wifebeaters and jeans. He had dark blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes just like me. We basically looked the same other than the fact that I'm the cute one- obviously. Tattoos covered his arms and chest. Right now a scowl was spread across his face directed towards me. Probably due to my argument.
Jerimiah, Rem as we call him, is the guy you get to scoop out the best jobs and races we can get into. Mostly heist jobs though. He's my brothers best friend and my boyfriend. We didn't really hang around the races a lot unless we wanted to pick up on some extra cash or meet up with some clients. Rem was around Jays height and stature except maybe a little smaller. He was in a white t-shirt, jeans and was wearing a black hat. There was a tribute tattoo to his parents on his arm showing proudly. He was giving me an exasperated look.
"Babe. This is a piece of cake. We've done harder things before." This time he pushed the blueprints towards me, "The plan is fool proof. Owner isn't even going to be home." When I just simply raised a brow at him he raised one in return, "I've thought everything through. We can do this."
Ignoring him I looked to my brother, "Jay we can't go around pissing off mob bosses all the time! You don't think eventually they're going to come back for revenge?"
"Calleigh this is simple and easy like every other job. You handle the weapons and cars, Bruce handles security, and Rem and I get the goods. In and out. What's got you so worked up?" He leaned back in his chair, "even if they did try to retaliate we can handle it."
"Oh yeah?" I scoffed, "And what about Zoey? Can she handle it?"
I was referring to our fifteen year old sister. Right now she was at school, thank god, and wasn't here for this. She understood what we did and knew it was to survive and make a living of some sorts but that didn't mean I wanted her in it! Hell no! If I had my way she'd be shipped off somewhere safe and far away from all of this. Jay and I are extremely close and very similar so we both got caught in this life really quick but neither of us wanted Zoey in it.
He narrowed his eyes, "We can handle it for her. We're capable of that much. Now seriously I just need you to get everything ready, Calleigh. Stop worrying about this. We'll be fine."
I huffed and headed out to the garage to get some air. My brother really knew how to piss me off without even trying. And so did Rem! Granted, the both of them probably didn't know what bug was up my ass about this job but still. The truth is I think I just wanted out of all of this. Out of the shooting, killing, robbery, everything. The only things- or people actually, keeping me here are Zoey and Jay. Jays attitude just gets harder and colder each day. He's been like that ever since our parents left us. Zoe and I are really the only two that can see the soft side of him anymore. I know if I were to take off that side would probably be gone forever. It's not like I could take Zoey with me either. I wouldn't be able to take care of her on my own, and she wouldn't leave Jay anyway. Of course I'd miss Bruce and obviously Rem but I just didn't want to be stuck doing this forever. I loved Rem, of course I did with all my heart. We've been together for three years, but he'd never leave this life. It's in his blood and if I tried to leave it'd probably be the worst betrayal to him.
But right now it kept looking like if I didn't get out while I could I was going to end up in jail. Or worse; dead. How am I supposed to feel? What am I supposed to do?
In the middle of my inner storm I had popped the hood of my black 1967 Camaro R/S SS to look at the 383 small block with a 671 stage blower 3 stage nitrous system. Obviously as a racer you need to keep your car tight and fast though. Working on it made me a lot calmer too.
"What's got you so upset lately?" I herd Jay ask from the garage opening. He must've followed me out here.
"Nothing." I grumbled at him
"Calle, I know you better than that." He came over to lean on my car stopping me from what I was doing, "You've been wanting out for awhile haven't you?" He didn't sound disappointed kind of relieved actually, "Rem doesn't see it but I can every time we do a new job. Call it twin telepathy I guess." He chuckled lightly
"Jay. I'm not going anywhere." Sighing I looked up to him, "You're my brother. I'm not leaving."
"What if I wanted you too?"
"What?"
He shook his head, eyes unreadable, "After this job we'll have a lot of money. Enough for you to take Zoey and get out. I want you too, Calleigh. Zoey needs to have a somewhat normal life. I know you guys love me, and I know you love Rem and Bruce, but even they know we can't keep doing this forever. I don't want you two dead or in jail." Sighing he smiled a little, "Rem might not get it at first but he'll come around. He loves you and I know he wants what's best. He just doesn't want to loose you."
"Jay-"
"It's settled. After we get the money you two can move down to LA into the house I have when I go down there. Not much, Rem and I bought it awhile ago, but it'll do for now. I have a guy out there who can keep an eye out for you two. His names Hector, he's an old racer buddy." He shut the hood of my car before I could even squeak out an objection, "Now all I need from you is too get the cars and the guns ready."
After the heist...
Things got pretty rocky at the mansion but we ended up getting out alive with the two cars. My car on the other hand got away with a couple bullet holes. Poor thing. Jay, Rem, and Bruce all went to go make the drop with the mob boss. Leaving me to go home and make sure Zoey was alright. She never liked waiting at home when there was a job. My body was pretty sore when I got home but other than that I didn't have any injuries. I stripped out of the black t-shirt and jeans I had on, carefully taking off all the knife and gun holsters I had placing them in my duffle bag, and changed into shorts with a plain black tank and put the bags of weapons in my car before restrapping my gun.
Zoey was already in the kitchen cooking, like always. She loved to cook. I'm pretty sure that's what she's going to end up doing. At fifteen my sister was already gorgeous. She had long dark blonde hair that fell in curls down her back, long legs, and dark blue eyes that lit up her face. She was the spitting image of Jay. When I walked in she gave me a smile.
"Hey Calle." She turned the burners off and started putting everything on the table, "How did it go? You look a little worn out."
I shrugged, "We're alive, right?" I winked, "Thats all that matters."
She rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say."
"Listen. I talked to Jay." I looked at her, "He wants us too take off after this."
She stiffened, "What?"
"Wants us to go down to LA, start fresh." I sighed, "This will be a good change Zo. I'm tired of all of this. And Jay and I want you to have something normal for a change."
The hope flooded in her eyes but she was still stiff, "But what about you and Rem?"
I averted my gaze, "He's so not happy with my decision. Barely talking to me now but eventually he'll come around."
She shook her head sadly, "Calleigh, this is- I can't ask you to do that. As much as I want to I can't. You love him."
"I do love him. But I love you more. And I don't want you to end up in this." I hugged her, "Don't worry about it. This will all work out eventually."
The guys all barreled through the door rowdy like always. Jay threw the duffle bags with the money on the chair beside me before sitting in front of us. Bruce went straight for the food an Rem went straight for the living room. He hasn't talked to me since I told him we were leaving.
Jay gave me a smile, "That's for you two. We'll head out tonight." He motioned to the living room, "Give him time. I talked to him. He knows this is for the best."
Bruce sat down beside Jay, "He's just being Rem. Having a shit fit." He shrugged, "Mad because he didn't see this coming."
"I'll talk to him again." I got up but Jay caught my wrist
"Don't." He shook his head, "You'll just make it harder for him. Wait till he comes to you."
That never came though. We packed up the stuff we wanted to bring with us and piled it into my car. The guys were going to escort us to the house. Jay, Rem, and Bruce piled into their cars and Zoey and I followed in mine. We were all on our way to the garage to pick some more things up when something slammed into the side of my car flipping us. Both of our bodies slammed around painfully before the car stopped moving. The car hit us on my side but and I felt searing pain all around. Black spots were dancing across my vision and there was a searing pain on my thigh and forehead. Looking down I seen blood covered my leg and I could taste it in my mouth. Pushing the pain out if my mind I turned to Zoey. She was crying, had a bunch of cuts, but seemed okay. Nothing fatal it seemed. Turning I kicked the window out with my good leg. Not as hard as it sounds since the thing was half broken anyway.
"Zoey can you walk? Are you okay?" I croaked out
She nodded silently taking off her seatbelt and following me out the window. Looking around I noticed all hell breaking loose. Bruce's car was t-boned by an escalade and the one that hit us was flipped on its side. That wasn't the worst part though. There were some pretty big mean looking guy exiting. They had really big bad guns too. One of them lifted theirs up to us.
"Oh shit!" I grabbed onto Zoey and launched us behind the flipped escalade just before a shower if bullets erupted
It was a good thing I put my holsters back on. Quickly I grabbed my titanium Smith & Weston and opened fire on the first guy that came close. Turning to Zoey I grabbed her up, "Stay close to me! We need to find the guys."
Scanning around I quickly found their cars. Grabbing her hard we made a break for them. Her arm was thrown away from and I herd her huff when she hit the pavement. Turning I saw a burly looking man standing before me. I recognized him from the house. He looked pissed.
Before I could even lift my gun he charged me sending us both to the ground. Leaning up he sent a punch to my face making the black spots reappear. My knee shot up nailing him in the groin hard. I clawed his face until he shot back from me angrily giving me the time I needed to retrieve my gun and shoot him down. I was painfully trying to regain my breath when I felt someone come over to me bringing me up. I would've struggled if I didn't recognize Rems scent.
He pulled me to him both hands on my face looking at me worriedly, "Are you okay? Are you guys hurt?"
"We're fine." I huffed letting him lead Zoey and I away, "I killed him. Where's Jay?"
"He and Bruce-" there were more gunshots then suddenly Rem stopped in his tracks
Confused I turned back to him, "Rem?" My eyes widened as I seen the red on his shirt. He fell to the ground gasping and I herd Zoey let out a scream. I ran to his side trying to keep the tears at bay, "Oh god, oh god, oh god. No, please no."
He brought his hand up to his face looking at the blood confused before looking to me, "Run Calleigh!"
"I'm not leaving you here!" Shaking my head furiously I turned to Zoey, "Help me get him up!" With my injured leg I needed her help
When she bent down to help me there was more gun fire from the opposite side. Id be damned if I was going to leave him here to die. He is not going to die. I'm going to get him out of here. His breathing was shallow and I herd him groan but he was starting to try and walk with his arms around the both of us. When we made it behind Jays car Rem collapsed on the ground not being able to walk anymore. Quickly I took off the thin hoodie I was wearing and pressed it against his stomach earning a pained hiss.
"Sorry. Shit," I looked around panicked and didn't see Jay or Bruce.
"What do we do, Calleigh?" Zoey whimpered from beside me crying, "We can't lift him in the car by ourselves!"
"Leave! You have to go before you get hurt." Rems hand grasped my arm tightly, "Now Calleigh!"
"Rem, shut up!" I barked at him, "I am not leaving you! Just let me think!"
More gun shots sounded, closer than before, and Bruce ran to us from the left. He was breathing heavily and sweating but he didn't look like he was hurt. My brother wasn't with him. He looked to us and then down to Rem.
"Fuck!" He cursed opening the back door to Jays blue 69 Camaro, "Help me get him in here."
Once we got him in the back seat I turned to Bruce eyes blaring, "Where's Jay?" He didn't look me in the eyes, "Bruce!"
"Listen, you need to calm down." He placed his hands firmly on my shoulders, "I promise I'll tell you everything when we meet up at the safe house but right now Zoey and Rem need you to be sane okay?" When I nodded he pushed me towards the car, "Good. Follow me then."
Zoey ended up having to drive so I could help keep pressure on Rems wound. Jay and I both taught her how to drive our cars so she knew what she was doing. Besides the guys that attacked us were either dead or gone. I could only hope Jay was meeting us at the safe house.
Rem was laying out in the back seat and I was kneeling on the floor beside him trying to keep pressure to his gun shot wounds on his stomach. He coughed roughly sending blood spewing out of his mouth. By this time I was starting to lose hope and tears were pouring down my face. He was getting paler and paler as his breathing was swallowing.
He tried to give me a small smile, "Stop crying, baby." He brought his hand up to my cheek, "You'll get through this."
"I'm not worried about myself you idiot." I scoffed, "I'm worried about you."
"Aren't you always?" His finger caressed down my jawline to my lips, "You're so beautiful Calleigh."
I simply took his hand and kissed his palm, "You're still a charmer even in this situation." I shook my head smiling sadly
He chuckled lightly, "Remember when we went to the beach, just the two of us, a few years ago? And you were so petrified to go in the water when I wanted to surf?"
I scoffed playfully at the memory, "There are sharks in the ocean! No matter how fun surfing looks those things are scarier." I rolled my eyes at him, "Besides, if I remember correctly, you convinced me to do it."
He frowned, "I felt like shit when you wiped out that first time. Until you started laughing at me."
"You looked so cute with that worried expression. I couldn't help myself. Plus, wiping out was kind of fun."
"That was the day I knew I'd fallen in love with you. When I knew you were the only thing that mattered to me." Once again he brought his hand up to my face, "I'm so sorry I never got to show you how much you mean to me. I'm sorry I never got to give you something better than this life."
"Jeremiah Cortez stop talking like your going to die! You're not! You're going to be okay and then you can show me whatever you want. I'm not going anywhere." I looked deep into his eyes, "Do you remember what you told me that day to convince me to surf with you?" He nodded, "You said that you'd never let anything happen to me. That you'd always be there to protect me and catch me when I fall. Well you can't do that if you give up and die! Hold on, okay? I love you, I don't want to lose you!"
"I love you too, Calleigh." My heart was breaking to pieces as I watched his eyes struggle to stay open, "I love you more than anything. I'll always be here with you." He looked up to me seriously, "Kiss me."
Without a second thought I kissed him until he didn't kiss me back.
Hours later I found myself sitting on the back porch of the safe house with my arms on my knees. I was still in my white tank and jeans that were covered in mine and Rems blood. The wound on my thigh was bandaged, but I couldn't bring myself to change. Flashes of Rem kept running through my head. And Jay. They're both dead. Bruce said Jay died saving him. I can't believe this is happening. I have to kill the bastards that murdered them. I have to.
Getting up I ran off to the bathroom to wash the blood off and change. After that I started to grab all of the clothes I had at this house, all of my weapons, and piled them into my brothers car. Bruce and Zoey decided right then that they were going to come outside.
Zoey ran up to me confused, "Calleigh! Where are you going?"
"To LA." I slammed the door shut looking to her i softened bringing her into a hug, "Zoey, don't cry."
"Why do you have to leave now?" She hugged me tightly, "Are you coming back?"
"Of course, Zoey. I'm not abandoning you. I- I just need time." I pulled her back, "Jays my twin, Zo. I feel like something's missing from me. Two of the most important and closest people to me are dead. I have to do something..." I looked to her sadly, "He's looked out and been there for us our entire lives."
She nodded and went back beside Bruce who looked worried, "I'll go with you-"
"No. You need to stay here with her. Protect her. For me, Jay and Rem. Okay?" He didn't look convinced, "I'll be fine, Bruce. Jay and Rem taught me everything i need to know, and I'll call you two every night okay?"
Bruce walked me over to the car and whispered, "What are you planning on doing?"
I shrugged avoiding his gaze, "Jay has a friend out there. I think he could be some help."
"What? Are you just going to barge in there and try to shoot down one of the biggest mobs?" He scoffed, "Huh?"
"No. Of course not! Well maybe." I sighed shaking my head, "I don't know. All I do know is that I can't sit here and move on with my life acting like this didn't happen. I can't let them die like that. I won't."
"Calle-"
I gave him one last hug before getting in the car, "I'll call you when I get there."