I slammed Dom's door in frustration trying to ignore his words. I took a shaky breath and leaned against the wall. Fuck. I pulled my keys out and bean down the stairs in a hurry, trying not to meet eyes with anyone on the way. I forced my way through the crowd ignoring what people were saying to me as I walked past.

"Lett, you okay?" I heard Hector's voice shout after me. I waved my hand in his direction with out looking and stormed outside. I heard Hector get Vince's attention. Great. I was out on the lawn when he caught up to me.

"Lett, what's wrong?" I pulled my arm out of his grasp and tried to keep walking.

"Just leave me alone." I mumbled heading down the road to my car.

"You're not good to drive." He said trying to grab my keys.

"Vince. Just back off! Okay? I'm fine. I just want to go home."

"There was a time when this was your home." He pointed out. So I punched him. I fucking punched him in the face as hard as could manage. Both of us cried out in pain for different reasons. Him for his face, me for my heart breaking.

"Just leave me alone." I spat through gritted teeth. My eyes burned as I climbed in my new car, just another reminder of what I had done. God, why did I do that? I was distracted the whole way home and was lucky I didn't get pulled over. I crept quietly into our apartment and headed into the bedroom. He was asleep, sprawled across the bed, snoring quietly. I stood in the doorway for a few moments, watching him sleep. I chewed the side of my cheek while I stood there thinking. What was I supposed to do? Do I tell him? If I tell him, any trust he had would be shattered. As it should be. If I don't tell him, I'll be that cheating girlfriend who keeps secrets. Why should I tell him? Why should I hurt him? Oh god, how many people at the party saw me go upstairs with Dom? Someone will tell Nic, so I should tell him first, right? Or I could deny it. He'd believe me over anyone else, right? How will I ever face Dom at the races ever again? Knowing what we've done. You liked it. It was just unfinished business, it didn't mean anything. Everything with Dom means something. So I tell Nic in the morning, because he should know. He deserves that. And it's the right thing to do, right?

3 weeks later

I had been staying with Leon since Nic broke up with me. I wasn't really surprised, but it didn't make it hurt any less. Didn't make me feel any less like a whore. Living with Leon was surprisingly easy. We both worked separately and just hung out in the evenings, playing video games or getting high or both. I walked into the kitchen one morning and found some kid sitting at the table. He saw me and paused, spoon halfway to his mouth which was open.

"Leon! You know there's a chick in your house, right?" He shouted into the other room.

"Who the fuck are you?" I asked as I opened the fridge and pulled out the milk carton, taking a drink.

"Hey sorry Lett, should've told you Jesse was coming over."

"I don't give a fuck." I said with a shrug, sitting down at the table across from Jesse. I watched him with a smirk as he averted his eyes.

"Jesse, this is my… roommate? I dunno, she's a friend staying with me for while. Letty. This is Jesse. He's my dealer."

"You invite your dealer over for breakfast?" I asked with a scoff, still watching Jesse avoid my gaze.

"Well he's my friend too."

"How old are you?" I asked him, not that I should be one to judge.

"Seventeen." He admitted after a beat. I shot a look at Leon.

"Really man? You're buying weed from a minor? What the fuck's wrong with you?"

"You're like… basically the same age." He argued.

"Not the point. You're not buying pot from me!" I argued back.

"You smoke it too! So it's not like you aren't participating." He pointed out.

"Whatever man." I turned back to Jesse. "Shouldn't you be in school?"

"Dropped out." He answered simply as he fidgeted.

"Whatever. This is weird. It's too early for this." I said shaking my head and exited the room. I heard Leon shout after me.

"But its noon!" I gave him the finger over my shoulder and walked into my room, collapsing on the bed. Or rather, the mattress on the floor. I was still living out of a duffle bag because I didn't have furniture. I was lucky enough as it was that Leon took me in so I wasn't about to complain. Besides, he didn't charge me much rent so I could save most of the money I made.

Leon was kind of a loner. He knew someone from just about every crew but wasn't really committed to any of them. He was a floater between all groups. A bit scrappy and rough around the edges but probably one of the nicest guys in the scene, that I had met anyway. Either way, Leon had taken me in like a stray puppy.

Dom's POV

I didn't sleep well that night. I heard Vince knock on my door shortly after she left but I cursed him out and told him to go away. The next few days were a blur of work and beer. I heard through the grapevine that Nic dumped her ass and she had moved out but I talked to knew where she ended up. Part of me was concerned for her. Wondering if she was okay. If she was living somewhere decent. She had enough friends in the scene that she could turn to that I shouldn't have been worried. But part of me was. The other part was smug about it. Good. Bitch got what she deserved. But every time I thought that, I would immediately feel a pang of sorrow. God damn girl. I couldn't even stay pissed at her. But damn, she had hurt me. Her walking out was the last thing I had expected to happen. After a few weeks of wallowing in my self-pity, Mia finally snapped.

"Dom. Get over yourself."

"What?" I was startled by her outburst.

"Get over yourself. So you guys slept together and she freaked and left, big deal."

"What's your fucking deal?"

"I'm tired of seeing you moping around. You got what you wanted. Her and Nic broke up. And now she's sitting somewhere, probably equally upset, alone. So you can sit here and be stubborn, like you always are. Or you can go after her. Before she finds some other guy to be with."

"I don't even care anymore."

"Really? Then why are you even upset to begin with?" With that she walked away, leaving me to my thoughts. Leave to Mia to point out something like that. Girl was pretty fierce when it came to forced self-realization.

Fuck. Well. Now I gotta track Letty down. Again. And figure out how to get her back. Again. How do I top giving her a car?

A/N: Okay. Not a ton happens in this one, but it needed to happen. No worries. Everything will fall into place. :) Thanks for all of the support and reviews, guys. I really really appreciate it. Every time I get one, it serves as a reminder to keep writing and pressures me to get a chapter up soon. Thanks for keeping my ass on track. :D