So honestly, this is my first F&F fanfic. I've read several, and loved them all. It's hard not to let a story with Dom, Letty and the team get a little out of hand, and I will try hard to keep it as close to cannon as possible. Thanks for the great feedback!
Staring in disgust at herself in the mirror, Letty let out a disgruntled groan as she closed her eyes against the mocking reflection. How could something so stupid make her Grandmother so happy? Cracking her right eye open, she prayed the reflection would magically change. Instead of her comfortable shirt and jeans she practically lived in, with her falling apart boots firmly on her feet, Letty stared at the stranger looking back. Fuck, she looked like some prissy-assed girl.
Turning to look get a look at the back, her lips sneered before shifting around again. The white sundress her Grandmother Adele fought tooth and nail for her to wear, felt too tight around her chest. It felt as though a vice grip was tightening around her ribcage. It didn't help much that she couldn't wear her sports bra underneath and never in her life had she felt so exposed. Folding her arms across her chest, Letty blew out her cheeks to avoid screaming and stared up at the ceiling.
The worst part was how pristine white the dress was. There was no way she'd be able to keep the damn thing clean, not unless she sat with the rest of the girls who did nothing but gossip about stupid ass shit. If she had to listen to her cousin talk about her latest crush she couldn't be held responsible for her actions.
She supposed the least she could do was wear the stupid thing if it made Abuelita happy. It's not like she forced her to dress like this every day, and she didn't get on her too much to be more like Mia. Plus they were going over to Auntie's for the barbeque, so it wasn't like anyone she knew would see her. Maybe she could bring a change of clothes to slip into before they came home.
Glaring at the matching sandals lying menacingly near her bed, Letty's lip curled at the slight heel. She wouldn't be able to walk in those things, not without the threat of falling flat on her face.
"Leticia, are you ready?" Wanting more than anything to snap back that she wasn't going, Letty sucked in a deep breath.
"Yeah." Shoving her feet into the offensive, flimsy footwear she took a hasty step forward and nearly fell. "Stupid heels." Yanking them off and letting them dangle from her fingers and made her way to the stairs.
"You look so beautiful." Forcing herself not to roll her eyes, Letty sent the older woman a brittle smile. "Who knew there was a girl hiding under that mop of hair and baggy shirts?"
"Gram." Quickly losing patience, and ready to head out before anyone from the neighborhood decided to drop in, Letty eyed her boots at the door.
With eyes like a hawk, Adele shook her head while picking up a bowl of pasta salad off the hall table. "Don't even think it Niña, one day is all I ask for you to look like my Granddaughter and not my Grandson."
Taking the bowl from her, Letty kept her mouth shut and followed her out of the house. Her eyes instinctively moved up the street to the Toretto's and felt a pull in her chest. True to her word she hadn't stepped foot on the property in the last five weeks. It'd been the longest five weeks of her life, but she'd be damned if Dom thought she was just another neighborhood chic who thought he was a God or something. Even worse, she now knew he thought she was some kind of clueless little girl who stalked him because of some lame crush.
Not that it changed anything, but Letty felt a little bad for Mia. Being the only girl in a crowd of boys, who practically lived at the Toretto house, wasn't exactly easy. Even though Letty wasn't like other girls, it never hurt to have backup.
"Did Tony get a new car?" Stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, Letty nearly walked into the back of her Grandmother before looking up in horror as her Grandmother put a hand to her forehead to shield her eyes from the sun and stare up the street. Nothing got past the older woman when it came to neighborhood gossip. She knew everything about everyone.
"I dunno." Moving past her to the driveway, Letty chanced a look over her shoulder to where Mr. Toretto, Dom and the guys were gathered around a black Charger. The body of the car looked rough, but if there was anyone who could bring that baby back from the brink of death, it was Tony Toretto. "Come on Gram, we don't want to be late."
"Why don't you get into the car, I need to ask Tony a question." The words were barely out of her Grandmother's mouth when Letty nearly tripped over her own feet. Out of all the times Abuelita needed to have a word with Tony Toretto, it had to be when she was dressed like some Latina baby doll.
"Crap." Grumbling under her breath, Letty eyed the distance between herself and her Grandmother's old clunker, determining if she had enough time to make it to the passenger seat before the guy's attention were drawn away from the car they were working on. The last thing she needed was to give Dom any more ammunition, dressed like she was would only provide him a month of laughs at her expense.
Moving quickly over the pavement, wincing a few times when a sharp rock poked into her bare feet, Letty somehow managed to get the passenger door open without spilling the salad. She was almost home free when Mia called out.
Torn between pretending she hadn't heard her friend's greeting, and not wanting to hurt Mia's feelings, Letty closed her eyes and groaned in defeat. "Being shot would be less painful than this." Shutting the door with a little more force than she intended, Letty tried not to glare at her friend.
Walking the short distance to the Toretto's felt like miles. She swore she could feel the stares the others were giving her. Trying to act as though the attention didn't bother her, Letty passed the boys who were still gathered at the curb near the car to where Mia was waiting for her on the front porch.
"You look great." A knowing smile crossed Mia's face, making Letty's eyes instantly narrow.
"Bite me." Grumbling low enough so her Grandmother didn't hear, Letty sent Mia a disgruntled look. "You couldn't have just let me get in the car? Do you hate me or something?"
"Naw." A cheeky grin spread across Mia's face. "Just wanted a little payback for sticking me here with all this testosterone."
"You know I'm gonna get even with you right?" Crossing her arms over her chest, Letty wished her Grandmother would hurry up so they could go. She knew the guys were staring by the way the hair on the back of her neck tingled. It would only be a matter of minutes before one of them said something. She'd really hate to get her dress dirty fighting one of the block heads on the Toretto's lawn.
"Dad's got a race next weekend; please tell me you're coming." Leaning against the porch post, Mia gave her a pleading look.
"It would serve you right if I didn't." Letty scowled.
"Come on." Mia huffed. "You look great, I don't see what all the fuss is about."
"I look like . . ." Not able to find the words, Letty looked down at herself, a little shocked when she noticed she was showing some cleavage.
"A girl." Mia answered dryly. "News flash Let, you are a girl and its okay to look like one on occasion."
"Whatever." Still a little shocked over actually having tits, Letty frowned before looking up.
"You should see Dom's face." Dropping her voice, Mia leaned in. "It's priceless."
"Why? Is he suffocating on his laughter?"
"Maybe his tongue." Mia smirked, her eyes shifting away quickly, letting Letty know they were being watched.
"Yeah, you caught me. I got all dolled up to impress your douchebag of a brother." Feeling her cheeks burn, Letty growled at Mia's knowing look. "Shut it."
"I didn't say a word."
"You don't have to; your face can't hide shit."
"Leticia what have I told you about that language?" Feeling her shoulders tense, Letty looked over at Mia who was trying not to laugh. Figures her Grandmother would take her sweet time until she cursed. "Come on, we're going to be late. Thank you Tony, Leticia will be there after school on Monday."
Turning to look at her Grandmother over her shoulder, Letty wondered what she was up to. She'd been on her case as to why she'd stopped hanging out at the Toretto's. At first she'd at least pretended to be sneaky about it, by only asking an occasional question or making some vague comment to get her to talk. But the last week had been one lecture after another about how unhealthy it was to hold onto anger.
She wanted to question her, ask what she meant, but instead when she turned around her eyes fell on Dom and for the life of her she couldn't make her tongue work. He'd been staring at her; she knew he had been when he suddenly found something interesting on the engine block to inspect. Instead of the mocking reaction she'd anticipated, she couldn't help but notice the slight blush moving up his neck.
Interesting.
"Nice outfit Leticia." Vince's sugar sweet reply made her eyes cut to the other boy, her hand itching to make contact with the side of his head.
"Nice smell V, when's the last time you bathed?" She responded back under her breath so her Grandmother didn't hear her.
"Did you get all dressed up for anyone in particular?" Vince really didn't know when to stop, and before she could respond he earned himself a smack to the back of the head from Tony.
"Mind your manners and stop taunting her." Tony gave Vince a hard glare until he was sure his message was sent before turning to her. "Don't listen to him Letty. You look great."
"Thanks Mr. Toretto." Moving down the sidewalk to where her Grandmother was waiting, she didn't wait long before receiving yet another lecture on her language.
OXO
Waiting until his father was out of range, Vince leaned over the hood of the car. "What the fuck was that?"
Pretending not to know what Vince was talking about, Dom cleaned the wrench with the front of his shirt before responding. "What?"
"Since when does the Shadow dress like a girl?" For some reason Vince's words didn't sit well with Dom.
"Stop calling her that." Dom's said his voice low.
"Why?" Taken aback, Vince stopped fiddling with the engine to send Dom a questioning look. "You call her that all the time."
"Yeah, well if you haven't noticed she hasn't been around in weeks." Tossing the wrench into the toolbox, Dom ran his hands down the front of his jeans. His eyes moved over to Letty as she slipped into her Grandmother's car. It'd been over a month since their fight, and in that time the most she'd said to him was 'fuck off' when he tried one more time to apologize.
It confused the hell out of him. He should be relieved, after the years of bitching about having a little girl attached to his side; she was finally giving him the space he wanted. The first week he'd still felt bad about yelling at her for his own stupidity. By the end of the second week he realized he was still expecting her to come through the backdoor. After that, he found himself on edge, irritated at her for her damn stubbornness.
He was starting to wonder if it perhaps she hadn't been lying when she'd said she was done with his shit. That it wasn't just another Letty sized snit.
Not realizing that Vince was talking, Dom shook his head and swung his attention back to his friend. "Who knew she had tits."
For the life of him he didn't know why he did it. But the second the words came out of Vince's fat mouth, his fist connected with the side of his friend's face.
"What the fuck was that for?" Holding his jaw, staring back in shock, Vince bent over for a minute before straightening back up.
"Show some respect." Stunned himself, it was the only thing Dom could scrape up to say. "What would you do if someone talked about your sister like that?"
"My sister's a slut." Vince muttered, trying to move his jaw.
"Well Letty isn't." Trying to ignore the looks from Leon and Jesse, as well as Vince's penetrating glare, Dom shut the lid on the toolbox.
He wanted to add that Letty was a little girl, but for some reason the words felt wrong on his tongue and refused to budge. Feeling like shit for hitting Vince over saying exactly what he'd been thinking a few minutes before, Dom felt like kicking something.
The dress itself had been a shock enough. When she'd come over when Mia called out, he could tell by the straightness of her back that she anticipated some sort of comment. He'd been waiting for his father to be far enough away before he said anything, but when his eyes landed back to where she was standing the first thing he noticed was the gentle swell of her hips.
It had taken him aback. He never thought of Letty of having woman parts. So it took him a few minutes to process what exactly he was staring at. When Mia's eyes connected with his over Letty's head, he felt as though he'd been caught staring at some nudie magazine.
After that it was like he'd lost all control. Unable to stop himself from looking over when he thought the coast was clear, he let his eyes travel down her body. He couldn't help but appreciate how the curve at her hips, or the way she suddenly developed an ass.
When she turned around, he nearly froze. He knew for damn sure her tits weren't like that a month ago. The top of the halter dress did amazing things, creating cleavage that made his mouth go dry.
Maybe it was the baggy clothes she always wore. She always seemed to wear t-shirts a few sizes too big. Her jeans were just about as loose fitting as the tops, and stained with grease. It seemed Letty Ortiz had been holding out on them, and at that moment Dom didn't know how he felt about it.
"Yo, Dom." Leon yelled from the top of the driveway. "You coming, or are you gonna stand there all day?"
Letting out a sigh and picking up his toolbox, Dom nodded up at his friends and moved to join them.
OXO