There's a pop-up on my screen yesterday, saying someone just followed this Fic, and it made me remember, that I've made another chapter of this, but haven't publish it. So last night I spend some time searching for it, I found it, add a little here and there. Violaaa..!
I haven't watch Fast Six (I was busy! really..!) I don't how the relationship between Jah and Letty. But this is my fic, so the hell with canon!, read the first chapter to know about their relationship in my universe.
Like always, mistakes are mine.. just enjoy!
"So.. you're leaving?"
Letty's hand froze on the handle of their apartment. She sighed and turned around. She didn't expect him to wake up, she thought he was wasted.
"Yes, Jah. Look, man.. I didn't mean.."
"Naah, it's okay Let.. Have a drink with me?" he gestured to the couch, Letty dropped her duffle bag and sat on the couch. Jah grabs 2 shot glasses and a bottle of scotch from a cabinet.
"No beer?" she teased.
"Nope.. this is a time for scotch"
"What's the difference?"
"Beer is for getting drunk and acting stupid"
"And scotch?" she took her glass from him.
"For celebration"
"You're celebrating my leave? Gee, thanks, I thought I meant something to you"
"Celebrating the memories, Let.. our memories" he poured some into his glass.
"Wow, never thought of you as a sentimental guy" she said as he poured some into her glass.
"In our line of work, being sentimental is an expensive thing"
"To our sentimental memories then" she raised her glass.
"To a journey that come to an end and may it continues in the future" they toasted and sipped the liquid.
"It was a nice journey, Jah. Thank you for teaching me everything.. the self defense, the guns.. You're a great teacher"
"Thank you for teaching me about cars and engine"
"Haha! I remember the first time you saw me stripping an engine, your jaw just drop man! it was hilarious!"
"Honestly, I didn't expect you to be a grease monkey, yeah sure you can race, but striping an engine? I can't even picture you holding a wrench when I first met you"
"Hey, when you first met me, it was a down point, alright?!.. So it didn't count!"
"Hell! of course it count, I was a hero! I kicked ass!"
"Yeah-yeah, aren't you tired of boasting yourself about it?, I know I'm tired of hearing it"
"Shut up! Drink!"
"But really.. Thank you for saving my life, Jah"
"You're lucky, I didn't regret it" he smiled.
"Hah! You keep telling yourself that, man.."
He sipped some more and twirled the liquor in his glass. "You are a good person, Let"
"You're not so bad yourself, minus the mustache. Seriously, man. I hate it..." She grinned "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that deep down, you're a big softie" she winked at him. He laughed.
"I hope you find what you're looking for in US"
"Yeah, me too. I'm excited, but scared at the same time, you know the feel?"
"Hm.. Yeah, sort of like when you fight with some guy for the first time, you didn't know what to expect; is he good? Or I could take him down with one kick? But you do your best to survive and get the job done while you're at it"
Letty laughed, "Why d'you always relate everything with a fighting scene?"
"Hey, I can't help it, it's what I do for a living" he shrugged his shoulder.
"You know what?" Letty said.
"What?"
"You should come with me"
He shook his head.
"Why not?"
"No, Let. It's your life, your family. My life is here, my family is here"
"Shaw?.. He's a cruel bastard"
"Nah, I can handle him.."
Letty smiled knowingly at him, "Alright then.. I have to go now" she put her glass down on the coffee table and lazily got up from the couch. Jah escorted her to the door.
She picked up her duffle bag and turned around. She saw Jah, her savior, her best friend, partner in crime, the shoulder she cried on. She exhaled a heavy breath and tried to smile, but it just made her eyes watered. Jah grabbed her elbow and pulled her to him, he squeezed her in his arms. She dropped the bag and hugged him.
"Don't say goodbye" he whispered.
"I won't" she said and buried her face deeper in his shoulder.
"I love you, Let"
"I know" She could feel her tears being absorbed by his cotton shirt. He kissed the side of her head and let go of her, "Go now, and don't come back"
She nodded, "Come and find me when you're done"
"I will" he promised her. It was the last promise he ever made to her. For once, it was the one he couldn't keep 'til his dying breath.
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The dynamic between the characters was so easy to write, it flowed naturally. I love writing this.