A/N: I'm guessing that most of you won't know who Cata9tales are⦠If you do then omg I love you and let's be friends! I love them so much, if you want to listen to their music you can find some of their songs on youtube and all of them on spotify. As for the song, it was mostly how I felt while I listened to it that made me write this but some of the lyrics did help.
This is set when Dom comes home after finding out about Letty, however it includes flashbacks of their time together. Those flashbacks are in italics. Also, the flashbacks aren't in chronilogical order.
"I'm a mess and I confess
I see the devil in the corner and she's in a blue dress
So cheers, salute, give 'em the boot
Hellhound on my trail in hot pursuit
I'm on my knees, it's easy to see
I see the devil in the corner and she's looking at me
So cheers, salute, give 'em the boot
Gonna meet my maker in a three-piece suit"
- Give 'Em The Boot, Cata9tales
The phone call had been hard enough but going home was worse. I always had that thought in my mind that if I went home she'd be there but now if I ever went home she wouldn't be. I'd never see her again, and that idea was hard to swallow. The house hadn't changed, Mia had grown up but was pretty much the same, the neighbourhood was pretty similar to how it had been too. But Letty wasn't here. And that change was the most dramatic, the one with the most consequences. When I managed to sneak into the house with the help of Mia I went straight to our old room and sat quietly on the bed, thinking about her.
I stepped forward. Vince was working out, taking a few rounds in the ring with his trainer. He always teased me about being too chicken to get in the ring myself. So I did. I was ready for anything and I was just about to prove that even more. Once I was in the ring I let all my anger out. I'd been out the joint for six months now. I guess before I went away I wasn't really ready for anything because I didn't see all the shadows in the corner that were after me.
When I did notice them I couldn't tell where they were coming from, but then they came so fast that I just let it happen until I snapped. And when I got out of prison my heart told me to continue fighting but my head said run away from this life, start fresh, forget everything. But it was too late to do that. I grew angry. I was like a bomb about to detonate and I was close to running everything around me. So I found outlets, but throwing a few punches in this stupid ring seemed to be helping the most. But it was just another cog in the machine, I wasn't made for this scene. I baited my opponent with a right hook before I took a swing for real. It felt amazing when I landed the punch.
Then she walked in. Letty Ortiz, the girl down the street who offered to wait for me. The girl I was sure I loved, the one who kept me grounded, but the lust that consumed me when I first saw her again six months ago threatened to ruin it all.
I'll confess that this is probably the worst I've ever felt, I'm a mess and I know that for damn sure. I sat on the bed looking around when something caught my eye. Something blue, something familiar, but when I snapped my head round to look at the corner of the room where I'd seen it, it was gone, whatever it was. I felt uneasy but I tried not to think about it as I looked forward again.
"I'm no good for you, Let," I told her harshly. I've told her more than once that I was a bad boy, I didn't play nice and that meant I couldn't be her. She was sixteen after all, my Dad would have my balls if he knew I was even thinking about going after her.
But typical Letty, she just rolled her eyes at me. There was something in the air tonight which made it so much harder for me to say no to her. In no way was she throwing herself at me but she was definitely making her feelings clear.
"I can feel it and so can you," she told me.
"And the family would have my balls if I acted on it."
She leaned in closer, her lips close to my ear. "It takes two."
I gulped. Do I do the right thing or the wrong thing? These thoughts were plagued with sins, I knew that, I was way too old for her, this was wrong. But all my thoughts were turning and making it hard to concentrate. Maybe I needed a drink, something to concentrate because right now all I could smell was her. Her perfume smelt so sweet, it invaded my senses and then she stepped away from me, grin in place. I loved her smile, but like a vampire you knew that that smile was a trick, a way to make you comfortable before she struck.
Lord have mercy on me, this wasn't good. I stepped away from her and stepped back into my car, ready for my race. The engine revved beneath the hood and I forced myself to maintain my control. I hit the road and I wished I would just keep driving until I had full control. It takes everything I have to stop the car and get out at the end of the track. Surprisingly my skin is cool to the touch and I feel myself smirking at the easy win, but then she's there again. She's close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off of her. She certainly will be the death of me. Even if I loved her, in this moment I was courting lust (we both were) and that would no doubt bring catastrophe.
She invited me to walk with her before we have to go. She grabbed my hand before I could argue and I'm dragged away from the crowd who were whistling. I gulped as we stopped near her car, she leaned against it and pulled me closer to her. I felt my lips being pulled to hers of their own accord, I was about to bite the apple, the original sin. I wished there and then that I could just dance with the devil in the pale moonlight, because that was what she was. She was tricky and smart when she wanted to be, Letty could wrap anyone around her little finger, she could get anything she wanted and it was working on me.
My temperature rose, I could feel the beads of sweat start to roll down the skin under my shirt. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad. Hell, I could be her Prince, drive her around in a red corvette. People might get angry but we could ride that storm and douse the flames of their anger in cheap champagne. I thought racing did it but this high was the best. She blows air between her lips, as if she was smoking a cigarette and the cold air makes my lips tingle. If I had the guts I would run now but it seems that this has only just begun.
I'm thrown from my thoughts when I spot the same blue again. I close my eyes again. I'm crazy, a mess, I've confessed that but when I open my eyes I see it again. When I turn my head to look at the corner I almost fall off my bed. Letty. The devil herself, stood in the corner and she's in a blue dress. All my thoughts are on me in an instant, and seemingly so is she, like a hot pursuit.
I goton my knees in front of her, it's easy to see that I'm completely out of my mind. She stayed in her corner but she kept looking at me. I reached my hand out to her, but she slowly faded. I really am going mad. But she was there and now she's going again. Any good luck I may have had was gone.
I cursed myself as I hit my head against the wall. Letty was sixteen when that spark appeared between us. I'd told myself no but eventually I gave in, I was twenty, it was stupid but I took the risk only to be put in jail five months after we started dating. She said she'd wait, and for those two years she did. Six months after I still kept my distance, not being in that place to love her like I should but now it was nine months after I got out and I knew she wouldn't wait much longer. A voice inside my head was screaming "last call" and I knew that. This was my last chance. I should just jump off the edge and cross that line again, I've been down this road too many times.
I'm a bad boy and I don't place nice, even prison didn't change that but maybe I could change tonight, for her. I didn't want to be a casualty again, I knew the difference between sex and intimacy so why was I confusing the two now? I opened my eyes and realised that I'm a prize fighter, like that day back in the ring but all this time I was looking for a prize. Letty was it. But that overwhelming feeling of wrongness put me off. I'm not saying that Letty wasn't the perfect prize for me, but not tonight, not like this.
Girls are made of sugar and spice, but I'm sure Letty was more spice than sugar and I already had my demons, my vices, so tonight I'd face them. I'll beat my own devil tonight, give him the boot before I'd face my other devil. Once I'd dealt with my inner demons then maybe I could handle Letty in her full glory, the girl with better tricks than the devil himself and I was going to make her all mine.
I opened my eyes, still focused on the now empty corner. I lowered my still outstretched arm and stood. I turned around and headed towards the door. I knew what I was going to do. I had a new inner devil that I had to deal with. So cheers, salute, give 'em the boot.
I'm oddly proud of this one, so if you read it I would honestly love to know what you thought, whether it was good or bad. :)
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