Hey guys! This is going to be my background story, I've got a couple going at the moment, and this was only meant to be a oneshot, but I got to almost five thousand words and I wasn't even past the first part of the story! So I decided to make it a multi chapter! I'm really sorry about any grammatical errors or spelling mistakes, I'm really tired and I just wanted to get this up!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, only the plot and any mistakes. Many apologies.
Dominic Toretto's eighteenth was definitely a weekend to remember. Ricky and Ellie Toretto took Dom and the closest of his friends out for a dinner at an expensive restaurant in town, which ended up racking a bill that was more than their rent for the week. The boys ate almost their weight in food, and the girls were close behind. Mia Toretto, Dom's younger sister, probably ate the least, and she had at least two servings of dinner before moving onto a heaped bowl of desert. Vince Martin ate more than his fair share of garlic bread, leading to Ellie needing to order a whole new plate for the table. Ricky even ordered a round of beer for the table, for everyone except the two girls. The parents tried to play off that it was a special occasion, even though they knew their son got up to more than a little in the alcoholic department in the weekends they weren't around. Leticia Ortiz managed to convince Jesse Lomas, the youngest and the most lenient of the boys, to give her a sip of his beer, which she screwed up her nose at as she swallowed. He grinned at her before taking it back and easily drinking the amber liquid until the bottle was empty.
The next night, the Saturday, was the night that everyone had been waiting for though. Ricky and Ellie had agreed to go and stay with friends for the night and give the boys free reign of the house. As much as Dom had put up an argument about his sister and her bestfriend being there, his parents had said that if they were going to have a party, it wasn't fair that Mia and Letty had to miss out. However, they also had to look out for the two girls because if Ricky heard that they had gotten drunk or been touched by one of the older boys, Dom would get a smack over the head. Dom had to admit, though, it wasn't the girls he was thinking about Saturday night at eleven thirty when he had consumed more alcohol than he had ever had in his life and he had two of the girls from the cheerleading squad rubbing up against him. It was no secret that Dom was the popular guy in school; with the girls it was because of his good looks, naturally charming personality and muscular figure. With the girls it was because he drove the best car in the school, was well known for sneaking out to the races in the weekends and given the more experienced drivers a run for their money, and due to his mature physique he managed to get alcohol without being asked for ID. So it was no surprise when two of the most popular—and slutty—girls in the school had decided to team up as a 'combined birthday present'. Dom had had sex before, clearly, however he had never had two girls at the same time. When one o'clock rolled around and he was at a perfect level of drunk, enough so that he really didn't give a shit what was going on but that he knew he would still be able to perform sexually and enjoy everything those girls were willing to offer.
"If any of you guys even think about crashing in my room tonight, I will snap your cocks in half," Dom muttered as he passed Jesse, Vince and Leon Eppes on his way upstairs. The boys all gave him grins as they noted the stumbling, leggy females who were each under an arm of the eldest Toretto. Upstairs, the two girls followed him to his room, giggling and touching each other as they all tangled together on his bed.
It was one of the most erotic experiences of his eighteen years. He lay back, arms tucked behind his head as he let the two girls do the work. First they wrapped their arms around each other, one on each side of his body, their mouths moving expertly over each others. They looked as though they had done this a couple times before, but Dom didn't care. He was going to use protection, and he really had no feeling for either of the girls, they were only good for screwing given neither of them had much of a personality to speak of. So he really didn't mind. And when they both started pulling at his clothes, he really didn't mind. One dropped her mouth to envelop his arousal while the other kissed his mouth, her teeth tugging at his lower lip and hand running over his shaved head. Dom groaned into the girls mouth as the one with her lips wrapped around him began to move her mouth faster, her tongue swirling around his tip and fondling his sac. She brought him close to an orgasm before pulling away, and then the two girls kissed again, tongues flicking out over each others and both pushing their fingers into each other and grinding against one anothers hands. Dom watched, licking his lip, eyes glazed with lust.
They then both turned back to him, fingers still busy between each others legs. The first one, Camille or Carla or something beginning with a C, pulled her hand away from her friend and sucked on her fingers. Dom groaned as she bent down and pressed her lips to his. He explored her mouth with his tongue, tasting the second girls arousal in C-girls mouth. The second girl pulled herself up, straddling Dom's legs, sinking down onto him, pulling her into her heat. Dom sighed, pulling away from the first girl, reaching for the girl who was riding him. He grasped her thighs, pulling her down harder on him, and then rubbing her hard against him, relishing the friction. The first girl turned and began rubbing her friends breasts, pulling at her nipples with one hand while the other worked between her legs to bring herself to her own orgasm.
Definitely the best birthday he had had so far.
Dom stumbled out of bed in the morning, his body sated and his head thundering. The two girls were still wrapped around each other in his bed, their clothes spread throughout the room. He pulled on a pair of boxer briefs and stumbled down to the bathroom, not bothering to shut the door as he took a piss and then dug around in the cupboard for some nurofen. As he was coming back out of the bathroom he stopped dead as he saw a brunette coming out of the end room, one of the spare bedrooms that a certain younger Latina was usually slept in when she stayed over. His eyes narrowed as he saw the girl doing up the zip on her mini shorts, shrugging on her oversized hoodie as she closed the door quietly.
"'The fuck, Letty?" Dom asked, his voice gruff. Her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth opened slightly. He glanced around the empty hallway before advancing on her and grasping her elbow, pulling her toward him and glaring down at the smaller girl. "Who the hell is in there?"
"Just a guy, Dom," Letty hissed, glancing nervously over her shoulder at the door.
"What guy?" He asked. "You're fucking sixteen."
"How old were you when you were screwing around?" She snapped at him.
"Hardly the point," he growled.
"It's exactly the point," she growled back. "And it's not like I'm your sister, you don't have a say over what I do." Dom's eyes widened at her words.
"Mia—is she…?" He didn't want to actually asked the question. Letty raised an eyebrow and a smirk pulled at the corners of her mouth.
"You're actually asking if your sister has had sex?" He winced at her words. "That's a little perverted, Dominic." He crossed his arms, still staring steadily at her. Letty rolled her eyes. "Look, Mia's flower remains perfectly petalled," her words dripped with sarcasm and if they weren't talking about his sisters virginity he might have laughed. "Look, my sex life is absolutely none of your business. And trust me," she glanced purposefully at his room. "I'm pretty sure the fact there are two girls in your room would be interesting news for Rick and El." He knew blackmail when he heard it and although he continued to glare at her, he didn't say anything else as she backed down the hall toward the stairs. He gave a short shake of his head before following her downstairs and blinking as he took in the mess that covered the lower floor of the house. Letty had disappeared and Vince and Leon were just waking up on the couch were it looked like they had passed out. They blinked up at him and gave him lazy smiles.
"Were they good?" Vince mumbled, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Dom smirked.
"Something I will definitely be repeating."
It was only three months later that the whole teams world came crashing down around them. Ricky and Ellie had gone out for a dinner date and been hit by a drunk driver on their way home. Ellie had died instantly on impact, while Ricky had held on with the Toretto stubbornness for almost a week before his body finally gave up. The house that had once been so filled with life and laughter and love fell quiet and dark. Dom barely came out of his room, emerging for the funeral, dressed in one of his fathers suit and his arms wrapped around the shoulder of his sister. The petite girl had cried so hard her body felt almost boneless and despite Dom's muscular figure, he couldn't hold his sisters weight. Vince had stepped in and taken the tiny girl in his arms, holding her up as they left the funeral, their cars a bright succession as they left the funeral. The red, blue and orange of the boys thousand dollar cars had never looked so out of place. Relatives were taken care of quickly and quietly when they showed up on the doorstep, usually by Vince or Leon, since Dom had once again locked himself in his room and Mia was either curled up on the couch or on her bed, wrapped in Letty's arms, crying to the point where her eyes were puffy and her throat was hoarse. It took weeks before Letty managed to get Mia back to school, a place she had loved.
Dom didn't bother going back at all.
DT's garage was always going to be his, after all, his father had named it after his initials when he had opened it several years after his son had been born. But it wasn't meant to fall to him for a long time. Neither was the responsibility of looking after his sister. After a month of cutting of all contact with everyone, he opened the garage, slaving hours after hours to keep up his fathers reputation of. The three boys quickly dropped out of school to join him, the four of them working together and eventually all living together in the Toretto family home. Letty dragged Mia to school every morning even though Letty herself hardly ever stayed for the full day. Dom didn't realize how much he relied on the girl until one morning she didn't show up and Mia stood listlessly in the living room, holding her oversized handbag in her hand, so low that it was dragging on the ground.
"Mia, uh," Dom cleared his throat. He had barely talked to his sister in months. He knew that he should be doing better, but he never knew what to say. The first few days they had both been shell shocked, and although at the funeral he had held Mia, they just hadn't had the time to connect since. He had always looked out for his sister, they had always been close, but there had just been too much going on in their lives. Mia chewed down on her lower lip, looking every day as young as her sixteen years. "W-where's Letty?" Mia shrugged, leaning against the doorframe and staring down at her feet. Dom pursed his lips together and looked over to where Jesse was sitting at the table, eating cereal. The boy just shrugged and glanced out the window. There was a distinct sound of an engine slowing down and Dom looked out the window as well, noticing a silver car slow down to the curb, and the Latina in question get out of the passenger side and made her way up to the house.
"Mia?" Letty called and Dom looked back at his sister, noticing the way she visibly perked up. A smile crossed his sisters features and her eyes brightened. "Come on, girl, we got a ride today." Dom narrowed his eyes as he looked back out the window. He didn't know anyone who drove a silver Holden Commodore, and frankly he was disappointed that that was who Letty was driving around with, but he didn't say anything. Before his sister disappeared out the door, he grasped her shoulder, turning her to face him.
"Uh, listen, Mia," he mumbled. "Me and you after school, you wanna go grab some ice cream? Go down to the beach?" It was something they used to do with their parents, not on a regular basis but at least a couple times a year. For the first time in months, Mia smiled at him, and it was directly at him.
That had been rock bottom for the team and as the months went by, they drew closer together and they slowly helped each other heal. There were still bad days, Mia missed a good few weeks off school in total and Leon, Vince and Jesse pulled several overnighters at the garage when Dom disappeared. No one knew where he went, that he drunk himself into a stupor at bars and then went home with girls and passed out in their beds. Sometimes, he didn't even leave the bar, he would be found in the back booth of a pub, hunched over the table. They didn't ask where he disappeared, partly out of respect, partly because they were honestly too scared to know. They didn't want to know what their boy was doing when he wasn't with them. Apart from those hiccups, they were doing better. More than not, Letty was also at their house, but Dom didn't mind. She had pretty much been part of the family for years now, and was the only one of Mia's friends that he and the boys didn't mind. Most of Mia's friends were doing the whole boy crazy thing, and would blush and giggle and flick their hair when him and the boys were around, and they wouldn't eat anything on the table when it came to dinner. Letty, on the other hand, could give the boys a run for their money with the amount consumed at the dinner table. They had all seen her walk around in her bra and underwear more than once, but apart from a couple of cheeky comments about her 'developing nicely' they hadn't viewed her as anything that could lead to something sexual. She also started coming to the garage a lot more, and Dom or Leon took her out a couple times a week for a driving lesson. She was a natural, and apart from Vince, she was the first one that Dom let behind the wheel of his car. The sixteen year old looked almost comical behind the wheel of his red Mazda RX-7, but her eyes were narrowed determinedly and she handled it well.
"Hey, Dom?" Letty's voice was quiet, which definitely wasn't usual for her. "You think that Mia would totally hate me if I went to the DR over the break?" Dom raised an eyebrow at her. Despite the fact she was always around, they didn't talk much about anything that mattered. Letty flexed her hands on the steering wheel of the RX-7 as they sat outside her house after Dom had taken her out driving for a few hours.
"What's in the DR?" He asked.
"Richard," she replied. "Uh, my dad." That peeked Dom's interest. As far as he had always known, Letty had nothing to do with her dad. He had taken off on her and her mum when she was little. She had never really talked about him any further than mentioning he had sent money on a couple birthdays and rang her after her grandmother passed away.
"I didn't know you still talked to your old man," he countered. Letty snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Look, I don't want a therapy session or any shit," she muttered. "It's just…I don't want Mia to be alone in the holidays."
"She's got us," Dom told her, feeling almost indignant the way Letty was making it sound as though she was the only one who was there for his sister.
"Yeah, I know, it's just…" she hissed through her teeth and then gave a shrug. "You know what, forget it, it's stupid." She took her hands off the steering wheel and opened the drivers door, getting out and then glancing back at him. "Thanks for the drive, Dom."
"Wait, Letty!" Dom called, getting out of the passenger side of the car and making his way around to where she was standing, fiddling with the hem of her shirt. "Is something going on with Mia that I don't know about?" In all honesty, there were probably a hundred things going on with his sister that he didn't know about, and he accepted that. But Letty looked nervous, so he assumed that there was something important going on that he should probably know about. She licked her lips and then rolled her eyes up to him, looking at him through her thick lashes with a weight behind her gaze that shouldn't be resting on a sixteen year old. They were silent for a long time, and Dom took that time to study her face, once or twice his eyes flicking downwards over her toned legs and the jumper that was partially see through and allowed him to see her bra. Then he blinked, trying to push those thoughts to the back of his head before taking a step closer. "Letty," he touched her arm lightly. "What's going on?"
"She's just still having a hard time, ya know," Letty shrugged. "Look, if you want more from her, you gotta talk to her." Dom pursed his lips together but chose not to say anything else. He knew he should respect the loyalty between Letty and his sisters, the same kind of loyalty that he expected from any of his boys.
"How long will you be away?"
"Just a couple of weeks, I'll be back before Christmas," she replied. Dom nodded slowly.
"When do you leave?" Letty crossed her arms over her chest.
"In a week," she murmured. Dom's eyes widened at that statement.
"Shit, so you asking me wasn't because you were considering not going, it was because you needed me to know to look out for Mia," he concluded. She gave him a quick smirk.
"See you in a month, Dom," she told him as she backed up her driveway, still watching him. Dom continued to look at her as she left. With one last quirk of her mouth she spun on her heel and walked up the steps to her house. He watched her for another few moments, right up until she opened the front door and disappeared inside. His thoughts travelled dangerously back to the curve of her lips and how good her legs and ass looked in her shorts before he turned back around and got into his car. He drove home, his mind flickering between the two girls in his life, Mia and Letty. Despite his initial frustration at Letty's implication that she was the only one there for Mia, he knew part of that was true. He and his sister had begun to draw closer together again, but he only saw her in the evenings and for a couple of hours in the weekends. The best way to deal with the loss of their parents was to keep themselves busy, and that's what they did, with the help of their friends. It was Letty that still picked Mia up every morning for school, which Dom knew was a big feat for the Latina given she used to show up late for school and she never used to stay for the whole day. She was also the one that convinced Mia to have a social life—another sacrifice on Letty's behalf, since she would rather hang out in a pair on shorts and an oversized sweater with no bra and watch TV or hang out in the garage with the boys. But Dom had actually seen Letty painting Mia's fingernails at one point before they went out with some girls to the movies, even if the girls lip was curled in disgust.
"Hey, Mia!" Dom called as he walked into the house. Jesse and Leon looked up from where they were lounged over the couches and playing playstation. Jesse jerked his head in the direction of the stairs, which lead up to the second floor where Mia's room was. Dom went up and knocked twice on the closed door and then waited. He heard movement on the other side of the door and then his sister was there, opening it and looking up at him with a quick smile.
"Yeah?"
"Can we talk?" He asked. She shrugged and stepped aside to let him in. He sat down on the chair by her desk as she climbed back on her bed where her laptop was open, crossing her slim legs under her. "So, I took Letty out driving today and she mentioned that she was going to the DR for a few weeks." Mia's eyebrows furrowed. "I think she wanted me to tell you, she thought you might be upset." It was clear Mia was upset but she just shrugged again. "She also said there might be something that you wanted to tell me." Mia's head snapped up and Dom saw that he was right—that Letty had been telling the truth. There was something going on with Mia that she hadn't hold him.
"I know where you go where you disappear at night," she murmured. Dom felt himself run cold. "You, uh…" Mia smirked but it definitely didn't reach her eyes. "You slept with Shanae, a girl in my year."
"What?!" Dom snapped.
"I-I mean, she did got into the club because she has a fake ID and she does look older than she is," Mia quickly rushed on at her brothers horrified expression. "And she looks eighteen when she has makeup on and her boobs are huge—"
"I slept with a sixteen year old!" Dom winced. Then he realized what it all meant and he looked back at his sister who was regarding him with questioning eyes. He sighed and tilted forward in his seat, resting his head in his hands. "I really didn't want you to find out about any of that…Did you tell the guys?"
"Only me and Letty know," Mia shrugged. "Why didn't you want me to know? I can take it." Dom stared at her. "I mean, you always used to sleep around. And…You used to get drunk before…" she shrugged again. "You have to look after me like you're my brother, my mum and my dad…" Dom felt his heart clenching at the steady way Mia continued to speak. "That's a lot to do. I don't care what you do, Dom, I'm always going to love you, and I'm not judging you. I just want you to be honest with me." Dom licked his lips and got off the chair, coming over to Mia and cupping his sisters face in his calloused hands.
"You're amazing, you know that?" He said with a smile as he dropped a kiss to his sisters forehead. "And honestly, I'm not going to tell you what I do when I go out." He saw her expression falter. "But I won't lie to you."
Christmas was drawing closer, only two weeks away, and Dom had thought he would be able to handle it. He and the boys went out and got a tree for Mia, that he then watched her decorate. She was off school, and when she wasn't out with her friends or hanging out with the boys at the garage, she was at home, filling it with tinsel and Christmas music. She had brought all the decorations down from the attic, just like she and Ellie had done every year, and hung them throughout the house. She had told everyone that she expected presents to under the tree by Christmas Eve or she wouldn't be feeding them. But as the day in the year came closer, Dom felt himself beginning to crumble under the pressure. It was his baby sisters first Christmas without his parents—his too, but it was his sister he was trying to think of. He wanted everything to be perfect, and he just didn't know how to do that. It was never his job to keep the Christmas spirit alive, that had always been his parents, and Mia, and he had just enjoyed the food and the break from school and the presents.
That all seemed damned shallow now.
Mia had been getting more and more excited as the days toward the end of the year drew closer, not just for Christmas, but for the return of her bestfriend. Vince had mumbled something about going home to his mum for Christmas, which had surprised everyone—including Dom. Vince hadn't seen his mum in years, he had moved in with his aunt when he was fourteen, when the cops had picked Vince up from his house after he had been left there for a week without anyone to look after him. His mum was a drunk, and she had never looked after him well, and although Dom had always known that things had been hard for Vince, he had never known just how bad it had been. The upside to Vince moving in with his aunt was also that she only lived two blocks down the road. But maybe it was because of what had happened to his surrogate parents, the only steady adults in his life, that had made him realize maybe he needed to give his mother another chance. Jesse and Leon would still be around, Jesse had long ago been given up on by his mother and his father was in prison, while Leon had been kicked out when his father had found out that he had been screwing his trophy wife. Dom wasn't sure whether Letty was going to be joining them for Christmas, but he assumed that she would be. He had noticed the house seemed slightly less full without the presence of the smart-mouthed Latina, and he was actually looking forward to her coming back, even if it was just so that Mia had her friend back. Work at the garage picked up because a lot were closing down over the week for Christmas, but Dom was more than glad for the distraction, deciding to keep it open every day except the 25th and 26th. There had been some groaning from the boys, but he assured them he didn't expect them to work full days, that he was more than willing to pick up the slack.
They didn't ask questions, not realizing that it was because he was more than happy to spend his days along in the garage and his nights drunk and passed out in the couch in the corner of the tiny office.
Letty was back three days before Christmas, the day before Vince was due to leave. Her mother picked her up from the airport, wanting to spend a few hours with her daughter before she was sucked back into the Toretto orbit. Mia had cooked up the biggest feast they had since their parents had disappeared, although she promised that she had more planned for Christmas. Seeing his sister move around in the kitchen, her eyes glowing and her hair tangling around her face with a smear of flour on her cheek was enough to make Dom's heart swell with pride and squeeze with pain. She and their mother had always loved cooking together. He clenched his hand into a fist and backed into the hallway. He hadn't gone out since Mia had told him about her little discovery, and quite honestly, he didn't want to make that mistake again. A sixteen year old? That was his sisters age, Letty's age. And despite the fact he had nothing against the tight bodies of girls just turning into woman, it was a little on the young side for him. He was also upset that Mia had found out—her intense brown eyes and bored into his soul when she had told him that she understood, that she loved him, that she didn't judge him. But it wasn't good enough, he didn't want her to have to know those things, she deserved better than that. So apart from the occasional party where he would go upstairs with a nameless girl he knew was definitely over eighteen, he would get drunk in private at the garage, surrounded by his own misery. He was pretty sure that the boys knew that was what he did when he stayed there, and maybe Mia did as well, but she didn't say anything, and so he didn't either.
"Hey, man! I can smell you thinking!" The voice was teasing but strong and Dom's head snapped up when he realized who was leaning against the doorframe leading into the hallway.
"Letty," he felt a grin break across his face despite the whirlwind of thoughts inside his head. He knew must have really been thinking hard given Mia was laughing and squealing in the next room, appearing at the Latina's side and enveloping her in a hug. Letty hugged Mia back before the smaller girl spun on her heel and headed back into the kitchen. Dom and Letty were left in the hallway, and she pushed her hair away from her face and behind her ear as she smirked at him. "How was the DR?" He asked her.
"It was awesome," she grinned. "And look what Richard got me." She pulled something out of her pocket and held it up. "I think he's trying to make up for all the years of not being around." Dom's eyes widened.
"Oh, nice! Your first car!" He grinned and came over to her. "What is it?"
"Nissan 240sx—painted this awesome pink-purple colour than I will crack your nose over if you laugh at me," she warned with a glint in her eye that Dom didn't doubt. He just shook his head.
"Can't wait to see you behind the wheel," he murmured as he slung an arm around her shoulders. Letty seemed slightly confused by the gesture, but Dom realized that he had actually missed the girl, and not just because his sister seemed lost without her. He ducked a quick kiss to her head as they walked into the kitchen, where Jesse and Leon were teaming up on Mia.
"Dom!" Mia exclaimed, looking relieved. "They keep trying to get food! They're not allowed any until it's all ready!" She was standing in front of the bench and stove where the dinner was either sitting ready or just finishing cooking, arms out defensively and one boy on either side. Dom dropped his arm from Letty's shoulder and made a pouting face.
"Aw, guys," he looked at both of them in turn and they gave him slightly guilty looks. He crossed the room and put an arm around his sister. "You need to pay a bit more attention…" he turned to his sister and gave her a kiss on the cheek, before his hand reached around her and snagged a baked potato that she had meticulously prepared, stuffed with cheese, bacon and red onion. "To the master!"He shouted over his shoulder as Mia's eyes flew open.
"Dominic Toretto!" She screamed out, taking off after her brother at high speed. The boys eyes were wide open as they watched the siblings sprint out of the room and then they were falling against each other in peals of laughter. Letty was surprised at Dom's actions, he had been so uptight and mature over these past few months, this was the most childish thing she had seen him do. There was a thud in the next room; Dom had tripped over a rug that Mia had laid out in the lounge and gone sprawling over the ground—but not before he had managed to shove the potato in his mouth. His sister was glowering down at him, but he saw the twinkle in her eye and the smirk pulling at the corner of her lips.
"That potato is going to come out of your dinner ration!" She snapped, staring down at her brother. He shrugged and gave her a boyish grin.
Christmas went better than expected, although the sadness hung throughout the house of the missing Toretto parents. Mia did her best, she had them all out of bed early, eating a huge breakfast and moving straight on to lunch. The food was amazing—Dom couldn't help but be even more impressed by his baby sister than usual. She kept the corny holiday tunes playing and forced them all to wear either Santa hats or reindeer ears. Jesse looked rather comical, with the reindeer ears pulled over his beanie and chuffing on a cigarette. But not as funny as Dom did, the Santa hat perched on his shaved scalp. Letty snapped a photo of the older boy and sent it to Vince, who was still at his mothers. The house also seemed empty without him, but things had been going well for him, and so they hadn't asked the boy to come home. Presents weren't anything too special, given they were all on a tight budget. There had been a cook book, nail polish and a clothing voucher for Mia, a fancy six-pack of cigars for Jesse that tasted like vanilla and mint and a box of beers, similar for Leon. Letty got a clothing voucher from Mia, which earned the smaller girl a glare, and an iPod, which was a combined present from the boy. No one had really known what to get Dom, so they had teamed together for a red leather jacket and Letty had also brought back some exotic beer from the DR which had emptied out her bank account.
It wasn't until nearly twelve o'clock that Dom managed to get out of the house without anyone noticing. Mia had been up since four that morning so she was crashed out on the couch, nestled up against Leon. The two boys were staring blankly at the TV, practically lulled into a food coma. Letty was the only one who still looked slightly alert, but even then, she had had a couple of beers and her eyes were falling shut as she stared at the screen. The four pack of beer Letty had brought back for him tasted amazing and they were a higher alcohol content than what he usually drank, so he took them with him. He turned on the lamp in the corner of the garage and sat down on the armchair in the corner of the garage that he always related to his father. He remembered the hours he would spend out here with Ricky, right back to when he could barely see over the door of the 1970 Dodge Charger R/T. It had always been his fathers pride and joy, and his eyes had glowed when he had worked on it.
Dom let out a growl at the back of his throat as he stared at the car, crushing the can in his hand and tossing it to the side. He knew it was just the day, the time of the year, the alcohol coursing through his veins…It was a terrible mixture but he needed it, he needed to let his anger out. He finished another beer in record time, bringing his total for the day into the double digits. That can was crumbled in his fist and joined the first, and he felt his shoulders tensing as he stared at the black sheen of the car.
"Fuck," he grunted. His hands closed into fists. "Fuck!" His voice rose and before he knew what he was doing, he was on his feet, his muscular arms swinging, sending tools and rubbish flying from the counter. "Fuck!" His voice was almost a scream now and he would have kept going if he hadn't heard a small noise behind him. He froze, his mind flickering to his sister before he saw the second girl of the house standing there. Letty met his gaze steadily, not intimidated by the flashing anger. He was breathing heavily, tears blurring his vision as they continued to stare at each other. His shoulders were heaving as he stared at the petite Latina, and he spun around, ashamed that she had seen him like this, angry that he couldn't control himself.
"You don't have to hide from me," Letty's voice was soft, softer than Dom had ever heard it. He didn't move, and when he felt a small hand on his back, he flinched. "Dom," her voice was sharp, a lot more like the Letty he knew. "Dom, look at me." He turned to face her, his intentions were to tell her to fuck off and leave him alone, but then her arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him against her tiny body. Dom was motionless for a good few minutes, letting her hold him, her grip tight, her slim arms surprisingly muscular. But then he responded, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and burying his face in her soft hair that had fallen from the ponytail she had had it in at the beginning of the day.
And then he felt the tears come.
It was the first time he had let himself go around someone, and it felt good. The small girl held him tight, her hold not faltering as his body shook in her arms. His tears soaked through her thin shirt and she continued to stand there, her legs almost buckling under his weight, her arms going numb as she held him so tight that her knuckles were white and her fingers bit into the skin of his shoulders. Finally, it subsided and he pulled back, only far enough so that they were a hair breadth apart and their noses rubbed as he rested his forehead against hers. She raised a hand to touch his damp cheek, her fingers warm on his skin.
"I'm not your sister, Dom," she murmured, and her breath played on his lips. "I'm part of your family, your team—I'm here for both of you. You don't have to be strong around me."
He blamed it on the beer, on the day that was meant to be the best one of the year but only reminded him of what he had lost, on the confusing position he was now in…Whatever it was, it was something that brought about an onslaught of emotions.
Dom pressed his lips against Letty's and after a moment of hesitation, she returned the pressure.
It was over in seconds, the warm touch suddenly gone from both of their lips as they pulled apart and stared at each other. Her eyes were wide and he knew that her own expression of surprise was mirrored on his face.
They didn't mention the whisper of a kiss, and when the end of the year drew around and there was a party at the Toretto house, Dom avoided Letty the whole night. He knew he was being stupid, he knew that nothing should have changed, but when he saw her sitting on the lap of guy he didn't know, he felt more than mild annoyance. Swallowing back two shots of tequila, he grasped the arm of a red head, choosing to bring in the new year with the girl between his legs, mouth wrapped around him, than downstairs with his friends, taking a risk at seeing Letty kiss that guy when the clock struck twelve.
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