~3 weeks later~
I woke up with jolt. Mia's words from a few weeks before were running through my mind "It might be your only chance." I rolled over and propped melt head on my arm and reached for my phone.
"Hey Mi, how are you feeling," I texted
I got out of bed and threw on some cargo pants and black tank top. I headed downstairs, when my pocket vibrated I pulled out my phone expecting it to be from Mia but to my surprises it was from Dom.
"Garage is slow today. Don't need you to come in. See you later, will be home late"
I put the phone down. I had messed everything up. I overreacted.
"Ok. See u..."
I had just finished typing when Mia responded to my text.
"I just feel numb. Are you going to the races tonight?"
"I'm sorry Mi...Don't have a car for the races ? Hoping my Charger will be done soon!"
I walked back upstairs but instead of going into my room and kept on walking until I came to Dom's door. I slowly opened it and walked in. Memories of us, that I didn't even know existed, flooded my brain. I sat down on his bed and cried. I cried because of Brian being dead, I cried because Jack didn't have a father, I cried because I missed Mia being herself, and finally I cried because of Dom and me. In the last few weeks I had told Dom so many times that we weren't getting back together that I think he actually was starting to believe me. I dried my eyes and walked back out of the room. I made a decision. I needed Dom back.