Forgive me if this chapter sucks… I haven't written on it in a while. I'm trying though. I even read the whole story again to get me in the mood.

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Chapter Twelve

I woke with a jump when I realized that it was light outside and the birds were chirping happily outside my window. I looked over at the clock and it was almost eleven in the morning. It was a long night; I'd been up reading my divorce papers. I had them all read, signed, and ready to mail. I was finally going to be divorced from my husband and I could move on to happier things, such as Dom. I rubbed my eyes with my knuckles and yawned. I sat up and stretched, looking around the room. I gave out a little yelp of surprise when I saw Dom sitting in a chair on the opposite side of my room. He stood slowly and walked over to me, holding a cup with cardboard wrapped around it.

"Coffee?" He asked pushing it toward me. I nodded and reached for the cup and took a sip quickly. It gave me a little shot of energy and I smiled happily at Dom. He sat on the edge of my bed and smiled back.

"How long you have been here, Dom?" I questioned quietly, taking another sip of coffee.

"Since about seven." I nodded and took another sip. It wasn't hot; it must have been sitting for a while. I took a long drink and my eyes opened more and looked at him. "I took DJ and Leigh to school. Leigh said she wasn't feeling too good but I wouldn't let her stay home. I told her to call if she felt worse and I'd go pick her up. I hope that's okay."

"Yeah, that's fine. No call yet?" He shook his head and I smiled. "She was probably trying to get out of the math test. She's been working on it all week and last night she said she wasn't ready for it."

"That's usually why kids fake being sick. That's why I did it." I took another sip of my coffee and Dom looked at me. "I would have woken you up earlier but you looked so peaceful and DJ said you were up late. Why were you up late, something bothering you?"

"Nope." I reached for the papers, which I left on my nightstand and handed them over to Dom. "Finished reading and signing these. Can you take these to the post office and mail them for me?" He nodded and took them.

"I'll take them right now. You finish that coffee and take a shower. You want me to pick you up something to eat?" I rubbed my stomach, I was a little hungry. I smiled and nodded a little. "Pancakes?"

"Sounds yummy." He leaned forward and kissed me softly on the cheek.

"Then I'll be back soon. Take a shower." I nodded and he stood, this time leaning down and kissing me softly on the lips. "If you aren't out when I get back, I'm getting in with you."

"How about I wait until you get back?" I questioned in a sexy voice. He shook his head and kissed the top of my head.

"You're the one who made the no sex rule, Let." I nodded and smiled a little. "Well go. I'll take a shower and be out before you get back." He nodded and exited the room. I sighed and slowly got out of bed. My stomach felt empty, partly because I was hungry, partly because I had just learned that there was no longer a baby inside. I had figured it when I hadn't start showing and I started my monthly cycle last month.

"Here's to the day." I said taking the lid off a Jack Daniels bottle that I had hidden in my underwear drawer and taking a drink.

"That's a good way to start the day." I jumped when I realized the voice wasn't Dom's, it was David's. "Sorry. Did I scare you?" I nodded and took another quick drink of the Jack then put the lid on it and closed it in my drawer.

"What are you doing here, David?" I questioned quietly crossing my arms. He held up a set of keys and I reached for them slowly. He handed them over and I smiled a little. "That's it?"

"Yep. That's it. I was also going to ask when you were going to send in the papers. So, when are you going to send those in?"

"Actually I just sent Dom to the post office with the papers. So, it should be final by next week?" I questioned. I wasn't sure. Honestly, the sooner the better. He nodded and sighed a little. "So, you sure you don't want anything? The car, the house, money, anything?"

"I'm engaged."

"That was fast." I said with a chuckle. He nodded and bit his bottom lip. "Really fast. You've known each other, what, a month?"

"A year." I arched my eyebrows.

"Takes balls to admit to your wife's face that you've cheated." He shook his head. "I could easily kick your ass for telling me that, you know."

"Yeah, I know, but I didn't cheat. Just because we've known each other for a year doesn't mean I've had sex with her or even kissed her." I scoffed and shook my head. "Oh, come on, it's not like you and Dom haven't had sex."

"Oh, no, we have." I looked at my bed. "Not in this bed but we've had sex."

"I noticed the new bed." I chuckled. Yeah, he'd be the one to notice. I shook my head. "I hope you didn't go out and buy a new one just because of me." I shook my head again and chuckled.

"We broke it." His eyebrows rose. "What can I say, I liked to be fucked hard." I said that just to piss him off, and it did. "He knows how to please me in bed." It wasn't all rough, trust me. Dom did have a soft side and it came out more than the other side of him. He pushed me angrily into the wall and held my hands over my head. He pushed on my wrists and I whimpered.

"You think that's funny?" He questioned in a harsh whisper. I nodded and grinned. He pulled me away from the wall by my shoulders and pushed me down on my bed roughly. I tried to sit up but he was on top of me before I could. He was bigger than me and smarter than me. "I'll show you what's funny." He held my hands down over my head with one hand. I tried to kick at him and get my hands free but I couldn't. He pulled off his belt in a swift movement, folded it in half, and then started hitting me with it. He hit me at least twenty times before he stopped. The tears that welled up had already spilled over my eyelids and were streaming down my cheeks. "That's what's funny." He said putting his belt back on. I was too sore to do anything except roll over onto my stomach and sob into my blankets. I heard footsteps exit the room and then the front door slam shut. I cried harder and sniffed loudly. Why did I start that? I rolled back over on my back and looked up at the ceiling. I slowly sat up and looked around the room. I stood and walked to my dresser, flinging open the top drawer and grabbing the bottle of stashed alcohol. I opened it and downed the rest of the bottle. I tossed it onto my bed and slowly walked to the bathroom and without closing the door I started the shower and started to de-clothe myself.

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After my shower I dressed slowly. Putting on some baggy sweatpants and one of Dom's shirts, which was almost 3 times to big for me. I wore these so Dom wouldn't ask about the marks from when I was being hit with the belt.

While he was doing that, I wasn't thinking of how much it hurt, even though it hurt really badly. I was thinking of how I saw my father in him. My father was the meanest man I've ever met. He'd beat me for no reason, just to do it. He'd do everything he ever did to me just to do it. He'd raped me, beaten me, cut me, and choked me, everything imaginable to me. I can't believe I lived with it for so long.

I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, but muted it so I could listen for Dom. I didn't want him to ask questions so I figured it was best to keep myself covered up. I knew he'd figure out eventually but right now I had no way to explain what happened.

"Letty?" Dom asked from behind me, sending me into the air.

"Shit! Dom! You trying to give somebody a heart attack?" He stumbled back at my reaction and I frowned. "Sorry, you scared me. Why'd you come in the back door?" He smiled and waved a plate of pancakes in front of me.

"I put them on a plate for you. It's hard to eat out of the crappy containers they put them in." I smiled and took the plate from him, setting it on my lap. I patted the cushion next to me and he jumped over the back of the couch, landing next to me. I chuckled and sniffed my pancakes. He handed me a fork and a little bottle of maple syrup that came with the pancakes.

"You're the best." I said leaning over and kissing his cheek.

"So, what are you watching?" I reached for the remote and turned off the TV. He smiled and looked at my pancakes. "They smell good. I hope your hungry." I nodded and started eating.

It took about fifteen minutes for me to finish my pancakes and eventually Dom helped me eat them. It was too much for me to eat no matter how hungry I was. He took the plate from me when it was empty and smiled.

"I'm gonna go wash this. I will be back in a few minutes. Would you like something to drink?" I shook my head and he nodded. He got up and walked into the kitchen. Truth is, I was feeling a bit dizzy from the Jack Daniels I'd guzzled earlier. I leaned into the arm of the couch and sighed heavily.

I must have dosed off while Dom was in the kitchen because when he walked back in he startled me. He chuckled and took a seat next to me. He looked into my eyes then made a funny face.

"What?" I questioned.

"You look drunk."

"I think I am." He nodded and frowned.

"It's not even the afternoon." I sighed and frowned. "Why were you drinking?" I shrugged and he frowned again. He leaned against the other arm of the couch and I stared at him. "Do you know what happened thirty-five years ago today?" I looked up at him and shook my head. "Thirty five years ago today, we first met."

"You remembered that?" I questioned. He nodded and smiled.

"Of course I didn't love you yet, but that's when I first met you. You were five and you were so annoying to me." Thanks Dom. I chuckled and shook my head. "But you were a cute kid."

"Shut up, Dom." I said blushing and smiling.

"You were. You don't look too different now. And do you know what happened thirty-one years ago today?" I sighed and nodded a little. He frowned a little and took my hands in his.

"The day your dad saved me from mine." Dom nodded but he didn't smile. That brought back a rush of memories I had buried away with all thoughts of my dad. I shook my head and sighed.

Flashback

"Here, happy birthday." Mia Toretto, the girl who was a year older from across the street, said dropping a blue paper back in front of me while I was sitting on the swing. She looked at me for a minute then smiled.

"It's not my birthday."

"I know." I nodded and looked at her. She was ten and I was nine, her brother, Dom was thirteen and extremely cute. But, according to my dad, I wasn't supposed to be looking at boys that way. Boys were evil. "Open it." I reached for the bag and opened it, looking inside. I pulled out what looked to be a shirt. I opened it up and it was a white wife beater. On the left strap there was an 'L' sewed on to it. Mia's mom must have sewn that on. I smiled and looked at Mia.

"Thank you Mia." I said standing and pulling her into a hug. I jumped and stared at the screen door when I heard a bottle breaking from inside. "You should probably go, Mia." I said sadly. She nodded and smiled again. She turned, walked down the steps and across the street. I waited until she got inside to shove the shirt back in the bag and turn toward the door. I took a deep breath and pulled it open and stepped inside. I was met with a sharp slap to my cheek. I whimpered and dropped the bag.

"What's that?" He asked. His voice was loud and mean.

"Mia got it for me." I said quietly. He picked up the bag and pulled out the shirt. He held it up and examined it. He saw me watching it carefully and grinned. He walked into the kitchen and I followed closely. He took a pair of scissors and snipped strips around the bottom of the shirt. He took one last look at me then started to rip the shirt into threads. I tried to fight back the tears but they spilled anyway.

"You better not be crying." I shook my head and he looked at me. He threw the pieces of the shirt at me then threw the scissors at me. The caught on my arm and cut me before landing behind me on the floor. I whimpered in pain but tried not to cry anymore than I already was. I could feel the blood come out of the cut on my arm but I fought the tears. "You are crying."

"No I'm not." I replied quietly, crying evident in my voice.

"You know what happens to girls that cry, don't you?" His voice wasn't sympathetic it was harsh and loud. He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me back into the living room. I tried to sit down on the floor to get him to stop dragging me by my arm but I couldn't. He was holding my arm too tight for me to get it free. He threw me onto the couch and pulled off his belt.

"No." I whimpered. He nodded and folded it and half. He started hitting me with it and no matter how much I cried or how loud I screamed he wouldn't stop. He didn't care where he hit me. He hit me everywhere. My face, my chest, my stomach, my crotch, my legs and after I had used my arms to shield my face, he flipped me over by my legs and started beating my backside even more. I could have sworn every time he hit me, it drew blood.

"Stop!" Somebody shouted from the door. I was too pained to get up and look to see whom it was. "Stop or I'll call the police."

"This is between me and my daughter. You have nothing to do with this." I felt dizzy and I coughed a little. My dad's eyes went back to me and he hit me on the back of the head with his belt. I whimpered and the guy in the door flew at my dad. I closed my eyes because it took too much to keep them open.

I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine. I sat up a little and looked around. This wasn't my bed and this wasn't my room. Where was I? Dom approached me. He had been sitting in a chair in the corner, watching me sleep. I ducked when he reached out a hand to me.

"It's okay, Letty. You're safe now. I promise you he won't hurt you again." I looked up into his eyes and he as serious. "It's okay now." I nodded a little and lied back down. He sat next to me and put a hand on my forehead and brushed my hair back with his fingers. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." I replied quietly. I frowned and looked up at him. "Thank you." He nodded and smiled a little. "Thanks a lot." He nodded again.

End Flashback

"Letty?" Dom asked waving a hand in front of my face. "Earth to Letty." I shook my head and grabbed his wrist, catching him off guard and causing him to jump a little.

"Scare ya?" I asked. He chuckled and shook his head. "Sorry, reliving a memory." He frowned and I smiled a little.

"I didn't mean to bring that up. I didn't want to resurface those memories, I'm so sorry babe." I shook my head and put a finger on his cheek and smiled a little.

"It's okay, Dom." I moved my hand to the back of his neck and leaned into his for a kiss. He kissed me back softly and I smiled a little. "I love you. More than anything." He smiled and nodded.

"I love you too, baby." I smiled and kissed him again. We kept kissing and I giggled when his hands got to the bottom of my shirt. I totally forgot about what had happened earlier and let him slide his hands up my stomach. He stopped when he felt it. I lifted up my shirt and looked at my stomach. "Letty."

"Dom…" I whimpered. He looked into my eyes. "Baby." He stood up and ran a hand over his shaved head. "Dom, baby, sit back down."

"Who did that to you?" He asked in a demanding way.

"Baby, sit down, I'll explain what happened." He shook his head and turned, pounding his fist into the wall, creating a fracture in the wall. I looked at the wall and he looked at me with sad eyes.

"Letty, tell me."

"Sit back down." I cried. He shook his head but finally sat back down. I moved so I was sitting on his lap and I had my arms around his neck. He put his hands on my hips and swallowed hard. "David came over earlier. He gave back his keys."

"David?" He asked, standing straight up, knocking me off his lap. I stood up and reached for him but he pulled away. "He did this to you? That fuck."

"Dom, please." I cried. He shook his head and started for the door. I grabbed his arm but he pulled away. He walked to the door and opened it. He turned back toward me and took a deep breath.

"I'm gonna kill him!" He said through gritted teeth

"Dom!" I screamed but the door was closed before I could stop him. I threw my face into a pillow and cried. "Dom…" I took a deep breath and cried more.

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"When's dad going to be here? I'm hungry." Leigh complained quietly. Since the day Dom and I got back together he'd been here every night for dinner. He was usually here by now but for some reason he wasn't here now. I had a bad feeling. I walked to the window and looked out. Dom's car was sitting at the curb and he was standing on the step of the porch. I looked closer at him and his shirt was stained with what looked like blood.

"Shit." I groaned and looked a Leigh and DJ who were already looking at me. "DJ, take Leigh into your room and I don't want either of you to come out until I say it's okay."

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Just do as I say, DJ." He nodded and took Leigh's hand and led her up the stairs to his room. I waited until the door closed to open the front door. Dom looked up at me and I frowned when I saw him. He was trembling with fear and anger. "Dom." I whispered. "What did you do?"

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I think this chapter is a bit extreme. I cried while I was writing it, I swear. I don't even know how this came out of me, it just did. It's terrible!
Please let me know what you think. Thanks.