Hey sorry if its going slow. This is going to be a slow chapter too. It'll get there im reworking the whole plot of the story and this is the last filler chapter i needed to do. comment please... flame it if you think i should just keep an old story dead.
Ugh this headache will never go away. Sitting up from the silky black sheets on my bed I take a glance around my room. The two bedside tables that Dom and I made out of old rims were cluttered with car magazines and empty potato chip bags. A few condom wrappers laid scattered on the floor next to my table since I was having problems with the pill I was on. I stretched and reached over to where Dom would be sleeping and realized what happened last night since the big hulk wasn't there next to me. I crept over to the door unlocking the dead bolt we had installed and turned it until it clicked open. Jumping back from the door since I knew Dom would be sitting on the other side as he always does, I opened the door faster then I usually would.
There was no thud, no hasty awakening. No Dominic.
Peering around the corner to the stairway I didn't see a trace of anyone. I went back into my room and found some jeans and a beater to wear for the day. I had some thinking and decision making to do. What happened to my car? Was Dom cheating with this girl who randomly showed up at the shop… some odd plan to keep things under wraps? Who was the guy she was with then? What am I going to drive? Should I call off the engagement? What happened to y car!! The early stages of this thinking already sinking into my brain. I didn't want to deal with it just yet; I needed food, I needed a beer, and I needed to find Mia. All while dodging Dom for a few hours. What a fun way to start off my birthday. No wait yesterday was my birthday! Shit another one down on the record books as being completely horrible.
Three empty beer bottles are sitting in front of me. One. Two. Three. I can count to three right now after downing three beers in about five minutes. I don't know if I'm going to be able to count to three in a few minutes after I down this fourth one. Sitting on the bar stool in the kitchen I can't believe that I am the only one in the house. Well I didn't look downstairs but I think I'm the only one in the house. It's a Sunday morning, and its only 10 am. No one gets up before 10am and right now everyone has. Well better down this last one I have to catch a bus to the warehouse to see if I can salvage anything from my car. One. Two. Three. Four. Four empty coronas on the counter and not a thing in my stomach. Damn I don't even know if I will be sober by the time I get to my car. I'm not a big drinker anyway.
It's the last stop on the bus and of course I'm the only one left on here because its Sunday morning. Getting off I start to walk the half mile to the abandoned building that was holding what was left to my car. Feeling a little tipsy I think I took twice as long to get there, I did not want to walk up the ramp to get to the second story either. But after a few inner battles with myself I finally reached the place where my car was. Or where it should have been. There was nothing there. Nothing.
Looking around I wondered if I was at the right corner of the building. The right floor. Or even the right building. Searching for any clue to tell myself I was where I needed to be saw the crack in the wall where Dom used to keep a set of keys for the extra get away car that was being kept down the street for when the heat really was on his tail. I pulled the loose chunk of concrete out that we specifically placed there and took the key away. Knowing I was where I had to be, I finally realized that my car was not here. Twelve hours ago it was here, torn to pieces. There was nothing, not a nut, bolt, washer, or piece of plastic. So its gone, gone for good. Oh well I will take my money I was saving up for my wedding dress that I wanted and by a beater car for now. The whole six grand I was saving up for that beautiful dress I found with Mia. Pacing around I thought of how long it would take for the next bus to get here. A whole two hours. Well I'll go grab the getaway car and drive home wait for people to get home. Or Dom, that would be fun it will be a real knock out. Wait, I can go grab the money I won from hector. Yeah, that four grand will help me get my dress for now and I can still get a car. What dress, for all I know Dom has been cheating and he let that girl destroy my car. Why else would she have my keys?
Walking down the street I figured out my plan for the day. I will get to the car, sober up a little because I am to tipsy to drive. Make my way over to Hectors' get my money. Go to the shop, grab my secret stash of get away money from the locked drawer in my tool box, confront Dom and if I don't like his answer I am going to take the Civic getaway car and leave. Maybe go find Brian in Miami. Ha, I should take Mia with me, she's still not over him.
Finally getting to the car that no one has touched in a while I get in and sit and opened every window to let the stale air out. Not even a few minutes go by before I hear a very familiar exhaust pull into the building. The sound resonating off of the walls I look in the side mirror and see Vince's car way down at the other end of the floor. Quickly but still pretty awkwardly since I was still feeling the early morning alcohol, I jumped into the back seat and hid under the car cover in the floor. I don't know why we even kept the car cover in here. We never put it on. Vince finally gets out of the car as hold as still as I can. His boots start walking and then stop.
"Why the hell are the windows down? No one has been here in a while. Not since Dom put it in the trunk. Oh my fucking car god, if he came and got it because he thought I wasn't going to be able to handle a stupid task of picking up a box I am going to be pretty damn mad. I mean his plan isn't really going the way he wanted to anyway. Not with Letty" Not with Letty what you fucker, what the hell am I doing wrong in this situation? "Acting the way she is. I mean come on now no one can even find her. And she's drinking to top that off. Well I don't blame her…" Vince starts to growl words under his breath. "Fuck this! I don't care I'll keep the damn windows down. Dom deserves to feel what it feels like to have a car destroyed."
Vince goes around to the trunk and gets something out of it. While he's walking back to his car I sit up from the floor and wait to here him start to leave the building. Jumping into the Drivers seat I turn the car on and start to follow him. Screw the fact that I am near a drunken state. I want to know what he got and why Dom put it in here. Why did he say that Dom deserves to feel what it feels like to have a car destroyed? Why is Vince even schlepping things for Dom anyway? Well let's see if I can even keep up with his car.
He leads me finally to the garage. When I pull in and go to park on the far side I see that the parking lot is full; an odd picture with even Mia's car there…. and a grey Dakota.
