Letty's POV
My mom came home the day after Memorial Day, she didn't say anything to me she just walked in the house and went straight to her room. It's been almost two weeks since she got back and I've managed to stay clear of her. Not only have I been avoiding my mom I've also been avoiding the Toretto's since what happened on Memorial Day. I didn't want Dom to tell his dad and I'm guessing that he didn't because there hasn't been an angry Tony on my porch. I still talk to Mia at school but whenever she asks me to come over I make up some excuse to why I can't. I've actually have been spending a lot of time with my sister and David, he's really nice and I love spending time with Adriana. Mia tried to get me to come over to her house for dinner on my birthday but I told her that my mom had something planned for just me and her, so I couldn't come over. My lie wasn't actually that bad, I did lie to Mia, my mom didn't have anything planned but my dad surprised me by showing up and we spent the day together.
Today I was leaving to stay with my grandparents in Puerto Rico for a few weeks, I was happy to finally be getting away from here and I was hoping by the time I got back Dom would forget about what he saw and I could start going over there again. I was upstairs finishing my packing before I had to leave for the airport when I heard a knock on my door. I thought it was David who was picking me up to go to the airport so I told him to come on in. But to my surprise it wasn't David it was Dom.
"Dom, what are you doing here?"
"Mia told me that you were leaving today and I wanted to talk to you before you left."
"Okay. What do you want to talk about?"
"Memorial day, and why you haven't been over lately."
"Dom I don't have time to talk about this my ride will be here any minute to take me to the airport... How did you get in my house anyway?"
"Your mom let me... Is she sick again because she doesn't look to good?"
I rolled my eyes at him and continued with my packing.
"So you're not going to say anything to me? You're just going to ignore me and pack your bags?"
"I told you Dom I don't have time for this"
"Letty come on!"
I stopped packing and looked straight into his eyes. "Dom I told you that I got those bruises on an accident so will you just leave it alone please." I Looked away from him and grabbed the rest of my things that I needed to pack.
"I thought you'd be glad that I stopped coming around." I said without even looking at him.
"Why would you think that?"
"Come on Dom we both know you don't like me."
"That's not true, you just annoy me sometime like Mia does, but that doesn't mean I don't like having you around."
I heard a car horn outside and got up to look at my window.
"I have to go my rides here."
Dom shook his head and we walked out the door together.
"See ya." Dom said
"See ya." I said giving him a half smile, then I walked over and got in David's car. I waved bye as we drove past him and we were off to the airport.
My time in Puerto Rico went by fast, Adriana and Alaina both came with me this time and we had a really good time together. My cousins are fun and I really enjoy being down there with my family. It's nice to be with a lot of people especially when they love and care about you. At home it's so different, I'm all alone and I have no one to talk to or that even cares about me. Two weeks went by too fast and before I knew it I was back in California to celebrate the fourth of July. I went over to the Toretto's and stuck by Mia's side basically the whole time because I didn't want the chance of being left alone with Dom. I left to go stay with my dad in Detroit On July seventh, I was only staying with him for a month this summer and that month was not long enough. I spent a lot of time in the Studio with him, and I met a lot of his friends and they actually pretty cool. I told him that I wanted to live with him in Detroit but he said that I couldn't because my mom had custody of me and with the amount of hours he works a court would never hand custody over to him. I love my dad but sometimes him not being there brought me more pain then my mom hitting me. Alaina spent most of her time with her grandparent but because my dad adopted her awhile back I guess he has the same visitation rights with her as he does with me. She was with us most of the time which was fine with me because she had always been like a sister to me and I missed spending time with her.
By mid-August I was back home with my mom and boy was she a mess. When I walked in my house for the first time after being away it looked like a tornado went through it. There were beer cans all over the room, syringes on the floor, empty pizza boxes, chip bags, the furniture was flipped over, what looked to be puke stains covered the floor, cigarette burns on the carpet and on miscellaneous furniture, the house smelt of booze and smoke and to top it off my mom was passed out in a corner with empty beer bottles all around her. I ran over to her quickly to see if she was okay and she had open cuts all up her arm. The sight of my mom like this made me feel so bad for her, I don't know why but it made me want to cry. I woke her up then I carefully helped her get into bed, then I spent the rest of my day cleaning our house.
I went over to Mia's house the next day and she spent hours talking about her summer. It made me smile to see him so happy and it made me wish that I could be more like her. I told her about my summer so far and she actually seemed to care and take interest in my life. It made me feel bad for lying to her and basically ignoring her before I left. I spent the rest of my summer with Mia and we actually got really close. We shared secrets, talked about girls stuff and I actually let her do my make up a few times but I wouldn't leave her room without washing it off. I never let Mia come over to my house because I didn't want to expose her to my mom, so we spent almost every day together at her house. I was fine with staying at Mia's house because my mom had been bringing home random guys lately and they really freaked me out so I would go and have a sleep over at Mia's whenever my mom would have a sleep over at our house.
Unfortunately the sleepovers had to come to a stop because school was starting tomorrow and Tony only aloud sleepovers on the weekend. Mia and I were going to be in the fourth grade this year and Dom and Vince were going to be in seventh. I was looking forward to school because when school starts so do sports and it gets me out of my house for seven hours, so that's a plus. I was actually quite good at school and I didn't even have to try, math and science are my favorite subjects even though I'm pretty good at them all especially English. Those were my only reasons for wanting to go to school everything else that came with going to school I hates. Like getting homework, having to listen to the annoying teacher and having to deal with all the annoying kids in my class especially Zack. Zack and I didn't get along at all, we were always trying to outdo each other in everything we did. Of course I beat him at school work because he's kind of dumb but with sport and driving our teacher crazy I'd say we were pretty even.
I was sitting in my living room watching TV the night before school started when my Mom barged in my house with some random man. They were all giggles and they kept touching each other and it was kind of disturbing so I made a noise to let them know that I was in the room.
"Letty, es casi un 11 por qué no estás en la cama? ¿No tienes clases mañana?" (Letty, It's almost eleven why aren't you in bed? Don't you have school tomorrow?)
"Sí, pero yo no estoy tan cansado que decidí quedarme y ver la TV" (Yeah, but I'm not tired so I decided to stay up and watch some TV.)
She walked over to me and took the remote out of my hand and turned the TV off.
"Oye, estaba viendo eso!" (Hey, I was watching that!)
"Es tiempo de Leticia para la cama. Ahora vete." (Leticia it's time for bed. Now go.) She said pointing towards the stairs.
"Fine!" I yelled getting off the couch.
"No use ese tono conmigo joven!" (Don't' use that tone with me young lady.) My mom yelled as she grabbed my arm.
I looked at my arm then back to her. "Suéltame!" (Let go of me!) I yelled.
She let go of me and I walked passed her toward the stairs and the guy that she bought home blew me a kiss.
I gave him a disgusting look and then I went upstairs and tried to fall asleep.
