Chapter 8-A Somber Homecoming
"You guys okay?" Mia jumped up when she saw the two rugged girls walk in. She had been sitting in the kitchen attempting to do her homework, despite the ranting
and raving the boys were doing in the other room.Her homework was sprawled out all over the kitchen table.
"Where's the guys?" Tiffany walked past her. For all the years she had known the Torettos, she couldn't bring herself to like Mia. Jordan headed for her room, not
uttering a word to anyone. She was intercepted by Roman and his concern.
"You okay?" He asked, starting to put his arm around her bloody shoulder.
"Don't. Just leave me the fuck alone." Jordan backed up and ordered crossly. She was jittery and was trying to hold it together the best she could. He looked at her
in complete shock.
"Rome, get the guys together in the garage. Give her some space for now." Tiffany instructed, wiping her exhausted tired eyes.
"Tej, you okay? Did he hurt you really bad?" Jordan stood at the doorway of Tej's room, knocking lightly.
"Oh hell no. Damn, are you okay?" Tej sat up speechless at the appearance of the girl that stood in front of him.
"I asked if you were ok. I don't need your sympathy." Jordan snapped sharply.
"I'm fine, J. Thanks for bein concerned." Tej apologized. Jordan had already left.
"You guys find my car?" Tiffany asked with a yawn, a couple of hours later where she was sitting with the rest of the guys. She had dozed off waiting for the guys to
meet in the garage and they hadn't tried to wake her up. When she awoke, she found the group of nervous guys staring at her, not really sure what to say.
"It's not blown up, if that's what you mean." Dominic frowned. He could tell something was wrong. He was very good at reading her like a chapter out of a book. He
knew something serious must have happened.
"Guys, I'm gonna make this quick." Tiffany coughed, trying to do something, anything to distract Dominic from his thoughts.
"We shoulda..." Brian started.
"Don't. It's not worth it. It's just how Johnny works." Tiffany shook her head. The side door to the living room/garage opened and in walked her brother.
"You okay?" Her brother asked. He looked like the modern day Robert Van Wrinkle (aka Vanilla Ice). (Author's note: My vision of this character is how RVWrinkle is
today-the heavy metal singer. This is a compliment to him, not a dis of any sort. No disrespect is intended. He is who I modeled my character after cause he is good
looking, tough, mean, normal, but powerful!!) He had his hat on backwards, was wearing a hoodie, and looked like he was mad at the world.
"I'm fine. We need to talk later." Tiffany nodded. He scratched his goatee, thinking she was probably anything but fine. Her face darkened as she looked at the guys.
"You guys let Jordan come to you. She needs her rest and her space." Tiffany warned. "I'm going back to bed now. For everyone's sake." She sighed wearily. Brian
started to follow.
"Sit down, Man. I don't know you well enough yet for you to go with her. She needs her sleep." Ice objected protectively, nodding at Brian. Brian looked stunned,
making Vince laugh enjoyably.
"Brian, this is Ice. Ice, meet Mr. Arizona." Dominic introduced the two as Brian sat back down.
"More like the cop. He'd been better off bein a serial killer." Vince growled with a glare.
"Don't start your shit, cause we can take it outside. I'll whip your ass again." Brian threatened, mentally exhausted.
"Let's go, Asshole." Vince shrugged. Dominic stepped between the two. He held a hand up to both of them.
"It's over as of NOW." Both of you got that?" Dominic asked, his voice deep. Both of them nodded as they glared at each other. Dominic folded his arms and looked
at Vince.
"He fucked you over once and you're still hangin out with this cat. When ya gonna learn, Dom?" Vince yelled, storming out. Dominic followed him, not wanting him to
go and do something stupid.
"This isn't about him, Vince. It's about Jordan and getting her outta the mess she's in." Dominic said angrily.
"Yeah, cuz you like her, Dom. She's not Letty. And Letty's not replaceable." Vince muttered. He missed Letty and couldn't stand Brian's sister.
"Letty and I are over. Finished. She made her choice. You want Letty, you go get her." Dominic challenged.
"Would you two please stop?" Mia asked, pulling up without either of the two guys noticing. "You're causing a scene." She complained.
"So." Dominic shrugged. "Think about it, Vince." He said and walked inside.
"Ice, don't you think I should check on Jordan and Tiffany?" Brian asked, uncomfortable and worried.
"I would heed the words of your girl. Otherwise, you'll face her wicked wrath and we won't be able to save you." Dominic warned, as he got a Corona and sat down.
"You haven't seen all the sides of her yet. Hell, you don't got a clue what all she's done, does, or is gonna do." Ice shook his head. He passed Brian a Corona. He
was amazed his sister would like someone so calm as Brian. "Beware is all I can say. If you fuck anyone else over, you'll defiantly die." Ice promised. He got up to go
check on the girls.
"Excuse me." Jordan stumbled into the hall at the same time Ice was coming to check on her. She had awakened to find herself in major pain and covered in blood.
She was beginning to feel light headed as she headed for the bathroom. She grabbed at air and collapsed.
"Shit. Guys!" Ice yelled for help, picking up the fragile blonde. "It's ok. I'm Ice. I'm the one you called." Ice explained, hoping she wouldn't flip out because she didn't
know him. He knew she was massively hemorrhaging and that they had to get her to the hospital quick.
"Put me down." She requested in a soft whisper.
"You've gotta go to the hospital. You're loosin too much blood." Ice said gently. "Go get the car." He ordered once he had made it downstairs.
"No." Jordan pleaded, her eyes closing as she was starting to loose consciousness. "I'm used to loosing blood. Let me go back to bed." She begged between
staggering breaths. Brian met them at the car.
"Keep her conscious and talking." Brian said, as he sped to the hospital. He dialed the hospital to make sure they had a trauma team waiting and ready.
"He raped her, that sorry son of a bitch." Brian said, more to himself than anyone, as he paced nervously.
"Brian, is she okay?" Tiffany rushed in. Leon and Jesse had woke her up and drove her to the hospital.
"She was covered in blood." Brian shook his head, looking at himself and Ice's clothes. "He raped her." He sat down, holding his head in his hands. Dominic looked at
Tiffany with concern.
"Brian, how 'bout you take this? It'll calm you down a little." Ice offered, holding a Valium in his outstretched hand.
"No thanks." He refused, his mind racing with all of the events that had just happened.
"Bri, it's gonna be a bit before they talk to us." Roman said, wishing his friend would take the damn pill. He looked at Tiffany and Dominic for help.
"Come on, Bri, please?" Tiffany rubbed his shoulders slowly.
"I need to be awake for her." He replied quietly. "I just want to find him and murder the bastard." Brian sighed, his fists balled tightly.
"We will. We'll find him." Tiffany vowed, playing with Brian's blonde hair and rubbing his tense neck.
"Brian O'Conner?" A nurse who had come from the ER's double doors called out and looked around.
"Is she ok? I'm her brother." He asked, trying to read the chart the nurse held.
"She has some internal bleeding, but she's stable. We replenished her blood levels and the doctors had to perform an emergency procedure on her, but she is
almost ready to come out of recovery form the operating room." The nurse smiled sympathetically. She gave him some paperwork to fill out to occupy him during the wait.
"He is not thinking clearly." Tiffany remarked quietly to Dominic and Ice.
"I hear that." Ice said, feeling sorry for Brian. He knew how Brian felt because Tiffany had been raped. Being an older, protective brother of a sister being raped was
not an easy thing. It had never failed that rival gang members and enemies preyed on his one weakness- his sister. Using family for revenge was a lame way to get
back at someone.
"J?" Brian asked, playing with her hair. Her face was swollen as well as black and blue. He barely recognized her.
"Hi Bri." She smiled goofily, holding his hand. The morphine she had been given was making her come in and out of consciousness.
"You in pain?" He asked, then feeling stupid for asking such a dumb question. He wasn't sure what to say. His heart felt like it was up in his throat.
"No, they have good drugs." She smiled and attempted to laugh.
"You are something else, Sis." Brian shook his head in amazement.
"Brian, I just wanted to say I love you. Thanks for not turning your back on me when I found you." She whispered, her eyes closing as she talked.
"There's nothing to thank me for. I should be thanking you, J. After I let Dom and the group down, I had no one." He admitted.
"You never did tell me the story." Jordan said.
"Another time. Besides, you need your sleep and I don't want to hurt you more than I already have by not protecting you." Brian said, feeling guilty.
"You can't protect me from the big, bad world, Brian." Jordan smiled, playing with his hand.
"I can try. No matter what happens, you're not getting rid of me." Brian said, swallowing hard. It was hard for him to see his sister like this. It was even harder to try
not to focus on his revenge.
