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A.N: Half of this chapter will be in Dom's Point of view. Oh and I'm sorry I haven't been updating so much, I've been really busy, so I'll try to make this a long chapter! Peace&Love.

Disclaimer: I do not own TFATF it would be pretty damn cool if I did though.

Chapter 6: She Cried, I Cried Harder

"Dom! Where the hell have you been?" Dad yelled as soon as I walked into the door.

"Dad! Shhhh" I answered then nodded my head down at Phelicia who was asleep in my arms.

"Oh, well at least she's not crying" Dad replied looking at her soaking wet face then asked "What happened, both of you look like you just went swimming".

"Nah she just had to get something off of her chest, both of us just need some sleep"

"I couldn't agree more." Dad looked at me, he was searching for words I could tell "She's going to be staying with us"

"Till when?"

"Until, well she's 18. Jared put us down as her family, so I'm her appointed guardian."

"Her what? Dad how did you get this? Do you know something I don't?"

"Dom stop asking questions. We will talk about it later, I just need you to do a favor for me."

"Yeah sure" Phelicia was starting to slide out of my arms, I pulled her head back on my shoulders and held on to her tighter.

"Can Phelicia crash in your room for a while, until I get her room set up. You two look comfy anyway."

"No problem" I headed to the stairs.

"Thanks Dom" Dad called after me.

He obviously had no idea how cool I was with sharing my room with Phe. There were only a couple things I was worried about, and it didn't hit me until I placed her onto my king-sized mattress. And those things were 1. What am I suppose to do about her clothes 2. How she will feel about sharing a room with me and 3. Where are we going to sleep? I sat on the sofa across from my bed, what am I suppose to do? I mean look at that face, I don't want to wake her up. If I wake her up she might start to cry again or she might not want to talk to me.

"Dom" a soft mumble called from the bed.

"Yeah Baby?" I answered back

"Where's your bathroom at? I gotta pee like no other".

I chuckle "It's to the left of the room".

"Thanks" she rolled up from the bed then walked to the door just to turn back and ask "Do you got something I can change into, I feel very uncomfortable and wet"

"Yeah sure" I got up and fished out a T-shirt and boxer shorts then threw it at her.

"Thanks" she turned and walked to the bathroom.

She came back in 15 minutes, and by that time I was already changed into my boxer shorts, in the bed, and half-asleep. But seeing her only in the T-shirt I had given her was snapped me wide awake.

"So I'm crashing here tonight huh?" she asked tying her long hair in a high ponytail, which pulled the T-shirt that was already at her thighs a little higher.

"Yeah" I nodded like a loser, trying not to make it obvious that I was checking her out.

"Cool" she shrugged, switched the lights off, came over to the bed, and said, "Scoot over. I hope you're not a cover hog".

Well, I guess she took care of the sleeping arrangements. I thought as I felt her back press against my chest. 'Calm down Dom' that's what I kept telling myself. Let me tell you, not the easiest thing to do. I mean how fucking sick is it to think of having sex with Phelicia! First of all she just lost her father, and now she's basically my sister. But never the less my arm still found its way around her waist pulling her closer to me. Although I was hoping that she won't feel how hard I was. I don't think she did; in a matter of minutes she was absolutely still in my arms.

I couldn't go back to sleep though. All I could think about was Phelicia weeping in my arms, and me crying with her. That had to be the most depressing moment of my life. I haven't cried that hard since mom left, and that happened when I was about 7.

I played with a piece of her hair, I could see it in the light from the moon that was coming from my window.

"I won't let anything happen to you" I whispered in her ear, "I won't let anything happen to you I swear". I dropped her hair and drifted into sleep.

End of Dom's P.O.V

Dom was woken up by the smell of bacon and eggs. He rolled over expecting to find Phelicia cuddled over at his side. He hopped up out of bed, rubbed his eyes, and made his way down stairs when he realized she wasn't there.

"Hey Dom!" Dom turns around to see Phelicia at the stove already dressed and holding a spatula.

"You want something to eat?" she asks getting a plate prepared to get him something because she already knew the answer.

"Yeah sure" he takes a seat at the counter, "You're up early".

"Yeah, I got hungry so I decided to cook. The boys were over here; of course they ate and left me the dishes." She placed the food in front of him, then went to get him something to drink.

"Are they at the garage?" Dom asked shoveling food into his mouth as she put the orange juice in front of him.

"Yeah" she looked over at Dom who was finishing the food she just put on her plate, then yelled "Jesus Dom do you even get to taste it?"

"Sure I do" he drained his Juice then got up and dumped his plates in the sink, "And it was delicious" he bent down and gave her a peck on the check.

"Go put some clothes on" she playfully nudged him away, "I swear as long as I live here, I'm going to teach you guys so god damn manners".

"So Dad told you" Dom asked leaning on the counter.

"Yeah he did"

"And you're okay with it?"

"Sure" she shrugged turning her back to him to wash the dishes, "I mean there are worse things."

"Yeah I guess"

"All we need to do is go get the things from my house, which is not a lot because I didn't even get to unpack"

"I'll come do that later"

"We don't have to do that right away, where would we put it? Especially because I'm going to be crashing with you for a while. Which by the way brings me to another point."

"Oh and what is that" Dom crossed his arms

"We got to have a system"

"For what"

"We all know how you like to get your mac on"

"My 'mac' on?"

"Yeah you know your mac on"

"What the hell do you mean my mac on?"

Phelicia sighed "You and your slut-gang".

Dom let out a gut busting laugh, "What about me and my slut-gang?"

"You got to tell me when one of them are coming over so that I don't walk in on your whore time"

"my whore time huh?"

"Yeah your whore time"

"Okay how about we do this. I'll go over her house (who ever she might be that day) if we can't go over her house I'll let you know"

"Thank you, because if not I'm going to have to clean those sheets every three hours"

"Really funny smart ass"

"I'm only being honest" then she mumbled "Mac Daddy".

"What did you call me?" Dom asked playfully approaching her.

"I didn't call you anything" she backed up laughing

"Oh I think you did"

"No I didn't"

"Tell me or I'm going to tickle you. And I'm strong enough to hold you down" Dom cornered her

"Nothing!" Phelicia laughed darting away from him.

Sadly for Phelicia, Dom caught her in about 5 minutes and had her pinned down on the living room floor and tickling her in 2 minutes.

"What did you say I was?" Dom asked ticking her stomach

"I already told you nothing"

"No I think its something, I'm not going to let you go until you tell me"

"Fine, fine, Fine I called you Mac Daddy"

"What? Didn't hear you"

"Mac Daddy, that's what I called you"

"hmmm Phe I like that actually, say that again but a little louder. Say that I'm the best Mac Daddy there ever was"

"You are the best Mac Daddy that ever was! Now get off of me!"

"Fine" Dom got off of her.

"Just Kidding!" she yelled than ran up the stairs before Dom could even get up.

"Ohhh! I'm gonna get you!"

End of Chapter!

A.N: I know what to do. Next chapter coming soon.;