Okay so we're approaching the Dotty-ness and this chapter is something that I know you guys have all been holding out for! Not necessarily them getting them together, but what has been wrong with Letty :)

The week went by painfully slow, Letty showing no interest at all in Dom. Dom wasn't sure how to react, after what had happened during the weekend. He wasn't going to push her, given how excellently that had gone down the last time. She didn't look at him, surrounding herself carefully with the other boys at the garage and then disappearing into her room when she got home. He watched her from a distance, and almost kicked himself every time he saw her wince from the pain of her hands. Friday night came, and she didn't even come to the races.

"She often miss a Friday night out?" Dom asked Mia quietly. Mia's expression was slightly guarded.

"Uh, not regularly," she replied, her voice hesitant.

"Mia," Dom pressed.

"No," she sighed. "Not unless she's, like, completely exhausted." Dom sighed as he looked at the race in front of him. Vince was doing well, already out in front of the other three cars, and he hadn't even hit his nos yet. When he did, he soared ahead, crossing the finish line a good car length in front of the second place winner. Dom was glad when Leon and Jesse ran to him, and the racing whores started touching his arm. It distracted his friend from the fact that Dom's heart just wasn't in it tonight. Mia turned to her brother. "Maybe you should go home. Maybe she's ready to talk."

"Or maybe she'll punch me in the face," Dom said wryly. Mia shrugged and gave him a half smile.

"Maybe, but it'll be a start," she stated. Dom raised his eyebrows at her and couldn't help but grin. "I think it would mean something if you went back, Dom," Mia began again, her voice quieter. "I mean, you guys will have the house to yourself for a few hours before any of us get back. And leaving the races will show her that she's more important than them to you. You know Letty. She's gonna make you work for it-to make up for whatever you did." Dom glanced at his sister out of the corner of his eye.

"How do you know she is?" He questioned.

"Is what?"

"More important than the races," Dom replied. Mia rolled her eyes.

"Because the only thing more important to you than Letty, is me," she responded with a smile. Dom snorted and shook his head as Brian came over, his eyes locked on Mia. The two hugged and Brian nodded over at Dom. Dom nodded back and then looked at his car. What Mia said was sinking in, and she grinned when she saw her brother making his way over to his charger.

"Where's Dom going?" Brian murmured into her hair, his voice tickling at the sensitive skin.

"He's gonna go fight for Letty," she replied with a smile as she turned to face him, her lips pushing against his.

Letty was laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Everyone had left about an hour ago, and they had turned off the lights in the house after them. She had made her way up to her room, but hadn't turned her light on, the only light coming from the moon which fell through the open curtained windows. She wasn't sure how long she spent just lost in her thoughts, regarding the dark ceiling, but when she heard a thud downstairs of the front door shutting, her eyes snapped over to her phone, looking at the time. It was way too early for them to finished at the races. She frowned but stayed motionless for a moment. When her door cracked open, her eyes snapped across the room. Dom was standing there, looking hesitant. She let out a quiet sigh and rested her head back comfortably on her pillow.

"Little early for you to back, isn't it?" Letty murmured. Dom leaned against the door, not knowing whether her speaking to him was actually an invitation to come inside. "You get bored and bring another slut back?" Her voice was harsh and Dom sighed.

"No, no," he murmured. When she didn't answer he let out an inward groan. She wasn't going to make this easy for him. "I came back to talk to you," he replied softly. When Letty didn't say anything again, he guessed it was a good sign this time; she wasn't telling him to piss off. He came into the room, quietly closing the door behind him. Crossing the room, he kicked off his shoes and sat down on the edge of the bed. Her lower window that she had smashed through had been boarded up temporarily, and her dresser had been pushed in front of the hole that she had punched in the wall. It was the first time he had actually been in her room in over two years, and he had to take a moment for her smell to envelop him. Letty still hadn't said anything and he shuffled slightly closer to her. Her body stiffened but she didn't move away.

"I told you that I would talk to you when I was ready," Letty murmured. Dom tilted his head from side to side before looking over at her.

"And I know you Letty. If you think about something to much, you're never going to ready for it. If you get thrown in head first, you're gonna take it as it comes," he grinned slightly. "Kicking and screaming." There was a whisper of a smile on her face. Dom breathed in heavily and rubbed his hands together awkwardly. Letty still didn't say anything, and he knew that she was just testing him, waiting him out. "Letty, I need to know why you hate me." Her eyes flicked over to him.

"Because you're a fucking selfish bastard," she replied simply. Dom's eyes widened.

"Well no-one ever accused you of being tactful," he muttered. Letty shrugged, closing her eyes. "Is that all I'm gonna get? That I'm a fucking selfish bastard?"

"Well I think that sums it up pretty well," she stated. Dom let out a growl from the back of his throat. This was getting them nowhere, and he was getting angrier by the second.

"For gods sakes, Letty!" She snapped up in the bed and glared at him.

"Don't talk to me like that," she growled. "You have absolutely no right to talk to me like that!" She was getting angry, he could see her eyes flashing. Good, he thought. If she was angry, she was talking to him, and he might actually find out what was going on.

"And why not?" He snapped back, wanting to keep the fire inside her alive. "Why the hell not?" Letty swung her legs over the side of the bed, the opposite side that he was on, and got up, walking over to the window. Dom got up as well, taking a few steps closer to her, wanting to push her out of her comfort zone. When Letty felt cornered, she attacked, just like he did. And when people attacked, and were angry enough, they didn't think about what they were saying. "Letty!" His voice was rising as she spun around to face him.

"You left us," she hissed. "It wasn't just your father who died, it was Mia's father, it was my surrogate father! I loved him as much as you did—we all did! We all felt as much pain when he died as you did!" Letty closed the space between them, her chest pressed against his. "We all needed each other, and you were weak!" She spat out at him. Dom felt himself flinch at her words. "You let your emotions get the better of you, and you didn't think about how much the rest of us needed you!" He felt himself getting smaller and smaller in her eyes as her voice rose, her eyes so dark from anger they were almost black. "You abandoned us, Dom! You abandoned your family—and me—when we need you the most!" Letty turned away from him, breathing hard as she looked out the window at the abandoned street below.

"I didn't…" Dom cleared his throat roughly when he realized his voice was barely audible. "I didn't realize you thought that—"

"Of course you didn't," Letty snapped. "I waited for you—I waited for you for so long," her voice dropped but the harshness was still clear. "I waited for you when surrounded yourself with those whores and would let the whole house know about your conquests. I waited for you when you saw me at sixteen and told me that I was too young. I waited for you from the first time you kissed me when I was eighteen and you were still such an immature little boy," she was growling now, the pent up anger in her spilling over. "You were too scared to actually admit to yourself that you had feelings for me that you had to lead me on while you were still going around screwing those airheads." Dom's breathing was shallow and harsh as her verbal assault continued. "And then when you needed to step up, when you needed to be a man for the first time—you still acted like a selfish kid and let your feelings get the better of you! And then you were gone, you were locked away, and you left all of us to do the growing up for you!" Letty had to stop. She was so angry, all she could see was red. Her vision was spotting and her heart was pounding so hard in her chest she thought that it was going to fly out her chest.

"Uh…" Dom wasn't sure what to say. He took a few unsteady steps backwards, his knees buckling underneath him as he came in contact with the bed. Letty blinked furiously and finally seemed to see him, her expression changing violently. She looked shocked, as though she couldn't believe that she had just spilled out everything that she had been thinking over the past few years.

"Oh shit," she muttered, closing her eyes and leaning against the wall, her shoulders slumped. Dom pursed his lips together and exhaled heavily. The room was blanketed in uncomfortable silence before Dom looked over at the slim Latina, who was actually shaking. He licked his lower lip and uncertainly got to his feet, walking over to where she stood. She sensed his presence in her personal space and her eyes fluttered open. The beautiful hazel eyes that were usually so defiant—so strong—were watery, the tears threatening to spill over. Dom reached out, his calloused hands resting on her trembling arms.

"I'm sorry," he managed to say, his voice cracking with emotion. Letty bit down hard on her lower lip, trying to compose herself but failing under Dom's gaze.

"Sorry's not good enough," she whispered. Dom nodded, running his hand up and down her arms.

"I know, I know," he murmured. His hands rested on her shoulders, his thumbs rotating subconsciously at the base of her neck. Letty tried to ignore the burn that the small gesture was sending through her body, trying to focus on her anger. Dom's head bent in closer to her, his breath tickling her lips and across her cheeks. Letty felt a shiver run through her body. "I'm sorry, Letty," he repeated, needing her to know just how sorry he was. She nodded numbly, her eyes closing again. Her body was so close to his, and her skin was so smooth under his fingers. "Letty…" he breathed and her eyes snapped open as she heard the lust in his voice. He saw the walls come up again and sighed as she shook his hands off her and stepped out of his grasp.

"I can't do this just yet, Dom," she murmured. "You can't expect me to hear you say sorry and then everything is okay." Dom nodded, his eyes carefully on her face. He heard everything she was saying, and he saw the guarded look on her face, but he also saw the want in her eyes. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her, but she was too proud to let him in without a fight. He had to earn her respect back, and prove that he wasn't going to leave him again. His phone began vibrating in his pocket and he pulled it out. "Who is it?" She asked, turning away from him and running a hand through her hair, pulling hard at the strands, trying to use the pain to pull herself together.

"Uh, Brian," Dom replied, shoving the phone back into his pocket. "Party over at Romans." Letty nodded, her back still to him. His eyes flickered over her frame, her slumped shoulders and her bowed head.

"Alright, well," Letty shrugged, her voice rough. "I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" She glanced quickly over her shoulder at him before sitting down on the side of her bed. Dom sat down next to her, putting his hand carefully on her knee.

"Nah," he replied. Letty's eyebrows raised, although she didn't say anything. "I'm gonna stay here with you." She shot him a warning look and pushed his hand away purposefully.

"You're not getting any," she growled. He grinned at her, although the smile didn't reach his eyes. "I'm not that easy," He couldn't help but feel the grin widen as he remembered the same statement over two years ago. She nodded slowly. He nodded down at her bed and she slowly pulled the blankets back, slipping between the duvets. Dom climbed over to her other side, pulling the blankets back over them. He laid very carefully on his back for a moment, wondering how to continue. He rolled over and let his body curl around Letty's. She stiffened for a moment, but as his hand came up and rested on her hip, he felt her force herself to calm down. Her breathing began to even out and he smiled as he shifted closer, his face bent down toward her shoulder. He kissed the curve between her shoulder and neck softly before moving back slowly, knowing that if he pushed her too far, he was going to get a kick in the groin.

Letty couldn't help but shiver when she felt his warm lips press against her skin. His body fit around hers so perfectly, and it was then she realized that her angry outburst had taken all her energy. The warmth of his hand on her hip began to seep through her clothes and the warmth of his body curled around hers, and his scent, surrounded her. Her eyes became heavy, and she let herself sink into darkness.

I hope everyone's satisfied with that

xx