"There's a boy, lost his way, looking for someone to play
There's a girl in the window tears rolling down her face
We're only lost children, trying to find a friend
Trying to find our way back home
...
We don't know where to go, so I'll just get lost with you
We'll never fall apart, 'cause we fit together right, we fit together right
These dark clouds over me, rain down and roll away
We'll never fall apart, 'cause we fit together like
Two pieces of a broken heart."
- Two Pieces, Demi Lovato

Dom's POV

I kicked the empty beer cans that were lined up on the porch ready to be picked up. Dad had gone to bed a while ago and I'd helped to put Mia to bed long before that. She needed the sleep, so did he but I couldn't bring myself to sleep. Today was hard for sure. I thought it was bad when Mom went to hospital, then when she died but burying her was way worse. Having to put on a brave face in front of everyone was just as bad. It's harder to do when you feel nothing but lost. Sixteen or not I was still a child, and God, Mia, only thirteen, it was horrible to even try and imagine how she must be dealing. I wandered along the grass, nudging the abandoned basketball with my foot.

My eyes darted across the street to Letty's house. All of this came at such a bad time. Honestly I would rather Mom didn't get sick but did it have to be when I knew Letty was going through so much? As soon as Mom got ill six months ago Letty refused to let me come round anymore and she hardly came to ours. I knew she stopped coming here to give us space, she and Vince would come to the garage when Dad was able to open and we set aside a day every couple of weeks where she, Vince, Mia and I would hang out and pretend like Mom was perfectly fine and things weren't spiraling out of control in our lives.

I brought my eyes up to Letty's window when I noticed the curtain twitch. They opened up and then the window. She didn't glance my way as she climbed out of the window and sat on the roof of the porch from the front door. I knew then that she was crying, that something had happened. I could just imagine the tears falling down her face, yet again. I knew she was just as lost as me, only for a different reason. We were both just trying to push pass it, and unfortunately it wasn't working so far.

Without thinking I made my way across the street. I climbed the tree next to her house, noting that she hadn't realised I was there yet. I got to the branch that was level with the porch and crawled along the branch as far as I could. She looked up, startled. Her hands instinctively came up to wipe her tears away.

"Move back and sit on your windowsill," I instructed.

She did as I said. When she was clear I threw myself at the porch roof and landed with a thud. I gripped the sides for dear life and we both stayed still, waiting. When no one from inside the house moved we both relaxed. I sat up and she sat down beside with me. We kept our backs against the house as we looked across the street at mine.

"Why are you here?"

"I thought I was going to burst," I confided. "I tried to be OK today, for Mia and my Dad at least but I feel just as lost as them. Then I saw you here and I knew you were crying."

"You knew that from all the way over there?"

"I know you, Let," I told her. "Did he hurt you?"

"She's getting just as bad as him," she whispered.

"Your Mom hurt you?" I asked in disbelief.

She shook her head. "No, but she said some things I didn't quite agree with. I opened my big mouth didn't I?"

"So then he hit you," I sighed. "Letty, whatever she said, she was wrong."

"Maybe, maybe not, it doesn't really matter anymore," she shrugged. "I'm stuck here till I graduate at least. I'm only fourteen Dom. You and Vince will be gone soon and I'm not dragging Mia into this thing."

"There's my Dad."

"No, I'm not pulling him into this either," she sighed. "I think he suspects anyway, I figured he did when he gave me a key to your place."

I nudged her slightly. "You do realise I'm going nowhere, right? V and I will probably only just graduate when that time comes. We both plan to work in the garage and take over from Dad when he decides he wants to retire."

"So you're staying here?" she asked hopefully.

I smiled and wrapped an arm around her. "Yeah, and when we can we'll get away from here for as long as you want."

"Where will we go?"

"No idea," I laughed. "So how about we just get lost together?"

"You promise we'll be OK?" she whispered, curling up against my side. "Promise that we'll never fall apart?"

"I promise," I choked out. I could never admit it to her but I was sure that we fitted together right.

"These dark clouds over me," she started softly. "They rain down and roll away when you're around."

I kissed the top of her head. "We'll never fall apart." I chickened out yet again on telling her how perfectly I thought we fitted together. We were both broken people at the moment so it only made sense that we seemed to fit together like two pieces of a broken heart.

"I have an idea of where we can go, or at least start," I said suddenly.

She looked at me expectantly. "Where?"

"It has sand," I grinned. "And I'm sure we won't feel let down there."

She looked excited, knowing exactly where I meant, the beach. "We could build sandcastles," she said thoughtfully. "I'll be the queen, you could be my king?"

She blushed and I smiled as her cheeks seem to keep getting darker and darker. It wasn't usually Letty's thing to talk about queens and kings but she did have her moments. The perfect balance really. Lost children trying to find their way home, what else could I say? "Like you even have to ask," I told her.

Letty's POV

I felt giddy as the words came out of his mouth but I couldn't rack the guilt. He buried his Mom a few hours ago and here he was comforting me. Telling me that he would take me away and keep me safe, I should be the one doing that. I guess by us both going away it was helping the both of us. I twisted round so that I was in front of him. He parted his legs so I could kneel right in front of him. He watched me carefully, one hand hovering by me like he was getting ready to catch me if I fell.

I kissed him once, just a second and it warmed me up to feel him kiss me back. I know I trusted him, without even a single doubt and I know I was going to try and help him just as much as he was planning on helping me. Ever since I met him I couldn't leave him be but I didn't realise until recently how much he really did help. We definitely fitted together right. I could feel all those dark clouds rain down and fall away, and when I leaned back to look him in the eye I could see the same thing slowly happening for him.

I settled between his legs, resting my head against his chest. I could just feel sleep threatening to take over but I didn't need to sleep or dream, this was real. I touched his chest softly with my hand, drawing patterns with my fingers. Dom had always been the strong one, I stilled my hands as I thought, seeing him so lost was odd, it was easy to forget that Dom wasn't as old as he appeared to be.

"I know you probably didn't believe me before, but we will get away," he promised. "We'll go anywhere, just the two of us getting lost." I could guess by this point that he thought I had fallen to sleep. "We fit, Let. If I told myself that a couple of years ago I would have laughed, argued that you were just another sister really, but you're not. Just being on this porch, a few steps away from where I've been all day, makes me feel a million times better. I guess it's you, I didn't get to see you much today and that was half the problem. We'll never fall apart, OK? We're meant to be and I promise we'll make everything feel whole again."

I curled closer against him, making my movements slow but uncoordinated so he'd think I was just moving in my sleep. His arms tightened around me and he let out a shaky breath. I already felt better, able to ignore the way my body ached. And from the way the tension seemed to slowly leave Dom's body I knew he felt better too. I closed my eyes and this time, this time I didn't dream about running away or winning Dom over. I'd already done the latter and with him I didn't need to run away. So instead I dreamed we were lying on a beach in Mexico like none of this bad stuff had ever happened.

A/N: Ha, I just realised that the last few chapters have been a little down, I guess they really have reflected my mood recently. But I have a chance to feel pretty optimistic before I get my exam results in August so I tried to give his one a sense of hope. I added the beach in Mexico at the end because the way Dom talked about it at the end of Fast and the Furious I felt like it was a recurring idea of theirs, maybe something they discussed when they were younger.

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