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Summary

DRABBLE COLLECTION – Which is the greater number, one or five? The five separate digits or the one hand you hold? Or maybe they're all strong in their own way. – For fivealive123

Three

One middle finger – to give to all those fools to try and push me too far.

The fist time she had flipped him off it had shocked him, but only a bit, and mostly because it had taken her so long to finally do it. She spent all her free time hanging around cars and mechanics, not to mention himself and Vince. Letty had always been going to grow up a bad tempered, foul mouth, hellcat who liked nothing better than a good brawl. It was just one of those things and a habit they grew into.

He'd say something snide, she'd say something catty, Vince would laugh, so he'd say something condescending then Letty would give them both the bird and vanish under the hood of the car and ignore them. It was good, they had a system and it worked. And in a way he was rather lucky that all she gave him was the middle finger. She gave some people her whole hand and he'd seen the bruises to prove it. And that was not to mention the toe of her boot or, heaven help him, her knee.

So when one day, when his mood was foul and he'd been snapping at everything and everyone it was no surprise that he got into a spat with Letty. They were trading barbs and petty insults, just as always. But this time he was really pissed, not with her but just with everything. So he wasn't really thinking about what was coming out of his mouth which was the only reason that he told her she was just a silly little girl who didn't understand anything at all.

He wasn't shocked when said nothing and just flipped him her finger instead. But when she dropped the wrench she been holding, tuned on her heel and walked out without a backward glance, that had shocked him. And when she failed to show up at the garage after school the next day he started to get a little worried. But, he reassured himself, she was just sulking and the next day was Saturday and no matter how much of snit she was in, there was no power on earth that could keep Letty out of the garage on a weekend.

But Saturday came and went and there was still no Letty. Sunday there was a brief glimpse of her in church, but she failed to show up to the barbecue afterwards and to add to his problems Mia was now glaring at him and being snarky every time she opened her mouth. Irritated and refusing to admit that he was now the one sulking he left the gathering for the quite of his room. In his own mind he was sure that if he just gave her enough time Letty would be back, if not in the next few days then at least by the end of the week. He was sure of it.

Two weeks later she still hadn't returned to the garage. Vince was going round like a bear with a sore head, Mia had managed to reach Letty like levels of sarcasm, his father was ignoring them all and he had been left with no other option but to track her down during the school day. Oh joy.

Luckily she wasn't exactly hard to find, even if he could have wished it was a slightly more secluded location than in front of her locker during the lunch break. Especially considering his sister was standing right next to her. Never the less, he thought as he walked up to her, at least with all the people around, and Mia in tow, she wouldn't be able to run off.

"Letty –" But he'd hardly got her name out before she was speaking over him, turning to face him even as she cut him off.

"Careful Dom," And her voice was all bright and brittle with razor edges. "Think of the damage it would do your reputation if you were seen handing out with a little kid like me."

"Letty –" He tried again and again she cut him off and he could feel his temper getting the best of him because why did she have to make everything so damn difficult.

"No! Fuck you Dominic. You've made it real clear what you think of me," And there was that middle finger of hers again, a visual representation of her feelings just in case he'd misunderstood what she was saying. "Fuck you!"

Afterwards he was never quite sure what it was the prompted him to do it. Maybe it was the gloating expression on her face; the twisted smirk that said she hoped her words had hurt him while his sister just stood there laughing at him. He was never really sure, but something made is temper snap and everything he saw just seemed to turn red. So he reached out and grabbed her hand, middle finger and all, and pulled hard, then caught her when her balanced failed.

Her eyes were dancing with fury and her mouth was opening, getting ready to scream at him so he cut her off before she had a chance to get a single word out. He shut her up the best way he could think of.

So right there in the middle of the school hallway for the entire world, or at least half the school, to see Dominic Toretto kissed Letty Ortiz.

(A/N) This was my favourite one to write and I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it. I can just picture Mia off to the side doing a victory dance. Keep spreading the Dotty love.

Lamanth xx