Chapter 7
"Mia can I talk to you for a second?" Letty asked, walking past the counter.
"Yeah, what for?" She asked, throwing down a rag in her hand.
Letty looked at Leon and Vince. "Alone." She said.
Mia followed her to the back of the store with her hands in her pockets. "What's up Letty?
"Does uh…Dom like her?" Letty asked, self-consciously.
Mia could have easily given it away with her looks so she played it cool. "Not to my knowledge. And I usually notice those things."
Letty shook her head. "Dammit Mia! Don't give me no lies and shit! Are you sure?"
Mia took a breath. "Yes…Why?"
"Never mind." Letty said, turning around walking away. "Just forget I ever said anything." She said, walking away.
Mia flashed her a thumbs up. She then gulped. This cannot be good. Mia thought shaking her head.
"Mia, I'm going to get some stuff…Do you want anything?" Dominic asked, breaking her thoughts.
"Uh...no, but Dom?"
"What?"
"Uh…Letty is catching on to you and your Shit. So you may want to keep your little cheating things under more wraps,"
"What?" He asked. "Mia, I worry about you. What the hell are you talking about?"
Mia rolled her eyes. She figured that just because she was younger then everybody else, people thought she was stupid. "You heard what I said." Mia stated. Period, that was all she had to say.
Dominic didn't say anything to her. He just walked away. He was trying his best to be patient with her and Letty, but they were both about to drive him crazy!
"Girls." He mumbled, running out to his car. He sped down the street, he didn't need to get anything, and he just wanted to clear his head and his thoughts. Usually he worked in the garage, but it was full and he didn't want to answer any questions. He slammed down on breaks when he drove by a kickboxing studio and he thought he saw Ashley's car. This is stupid. He said out loud. This is really stupid.
But no matter how much he fought with himself, he pulled his car over and got out. He really needed to talk to her.
~*~*
Ashley pounded on the bag, until she felt all of her feelings would drown themselves and that maybe, just maybe she could punch Dominic out of her thoughts. Whenever she thought about him she flipped out on the bag. She knew most of her knuckles were busted up, but she didn't care. She dropped to the ground and completed a rep of 100 sit-ups. She jumped back up and started her kickboxing routine.
"Ashley, you need to tone it down. You're going to pull some muscles!" Randall Hernandez yelled at her.
"Daddy, I'll be fine. I have to much energy I'm just doing what I do best."
"No, you run your mouth that's what you do best!" He retorted.
Ashley laughed. "Whatever Daddy." She said, but she kept up.
"So who's the guy?" He asked. Randall had a sixth sense about his daughter. He knew exactly what was wrong with her, before she told him.
"What are you talking about now father?" She said, taking off her gloves. Her hands were battered and throbbing, just like she had expected. "There is no guy…"
"Really?" He asked. "You suck at lying." He said.
"Dad," She laughed, trying her hardest to play it off.
"Dominic!" He called. "Come in here!"
Ashley's face dropped. As Dominic walked through the door she became very aware of her appearance.
"Dom…What are you doing here?" Ashley asked, pushing back a strand of her hair.
"I'll let you two talk." Randall said, turning towards Dom. "It was nice talking to you."
"You too sir." He said, the he turned to Ashley. "I need to talk to you." He said, firmly.
She gulped and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Ok, what?
"Where in the hell were you today? I thought we had an agreement. You help fix YOUR car."
"I was sleeping. God, I'll fix the car Dominic. Can I get a damn day?" She snapped.
Dominic stepped back. He put his hands up in defeated.
"I had a dream last night." She said, wiping the perspiration from her upper lip.
"Wow, I've never known anyone who dreamt." He said, sarcastically.
She licked her lips and shot him an oh-so- serious look. "I'm not Fucking kidding, Dom! That Shit was serious!" She said, raising her voice. Dominic was shocked her. He knew how to handle Letty when she got out of line, but he didn't know what to say to her.
"Well, what was it about?"
Tears weld up in her eyes immediately. "I was in this car…and…you were yelling at me and there was this other car. It was a race." She said, her mind blurring. Her mind began to slip back to the dream. " And I don't know what happened, but you were crying and then…there was this gun and, then blood and you were standing over this body. Dominic everything was so real! I could feel it was hot outside and I could smell exhaust and then I smelt blood…" She stood there with tears in her eyes, her knees got weak and she lost her balance. She felt herself falling only to be caught by strong hands.
"Ok, calm down." He said, catching her in his arms. "Baby calm down. You need to takes some breathes or something."
But for Ashley, everything went black.
"Mia can I talk to you for a second?" Letty asked, walking past the counter.
"Yeah, what for?" She asked, throwing down a rag in her hand.
Letty looked at Leon and Vince. "Alone." She said.
Mia followed her to the back of the store with her hands in her pockets. "What's up Letty?
"Does uh…Dom like her?" Letty asked, self-consciously.
Mia could have easily given it away with her looks so she played it cool. "Not to my knowledge. And I usually notice those things."
Letty shook her head. "Dammit Mia! Don't give me no lies and shit! Are you sure?"
Mia took a breath. "Yes…Why?"
"Never mind." Letty said, turning around walking away. "Just forget I ever said anything." She said, walking away.
Mia flashed her a thumbs up. She then gulped. This cannot be good. Mia thought shaking her head.
"Mia, I'm going to get some stuff…Do you want anything?" Dominic asked, breaking her thoughts.
"Uh...no, but Dom?"
"What?"
"Uh…Letty is catching on to you and your Shit. So you may want to keep your little cheating things under more wraps,"
"What?" He asked. "Mia, I worry about you. What the hell are you talking about?"
Mia rolled her eyes. She figured that just because she was younger then everybody else, people thought she was stupid. "You heard what I said." Mia stated. Period, that was all she had to say.
Dominic didn't say anything to her. He just walked away. He was trying his best to be patient with her and Letty, but they were both about to drive him crazy!
"Girls." He mumbled, running out to his car. He sped down the street, he didn't need to get anything, and he just wanted to clear his head and his thoughts. Usually he worked in the garage, but it was full and he didn't want to answer any questions. He slammed down on breaks when he drove by a kickboxing studio and he thought he saw Ashley's car. This is stupid. He said out loud. This is really stupid.
But no matter how much he fought with himself, he pulled his car over and got out. He really needed to talk to her.
~*~*
Ashley pounded on the bag, until she felt all of her feelings would drown themselves and that maybe, just maybe she could punch Dominic out of her thoughts. Whenever she thought about him she flipped out on the bag. She knew most of her knuckles were busted up, but she didn't care. She dropped to the ground and completed a rep of 100 sit-ups. She jumped back up and started her kickboxing routine.
"Ashley, you need to tone it down. You're going to pull some muscles!" Randall Hernandez yelled at her.
"Daddy, I'll be fine. I have to much energy I'm just doing what I do best."
"No, you run your mouth that's what you do best!" He retorted.
Ashley laughed. "Whatever Daddy." She said, but she kept up.
"So who's the guy?" He asked. Randall had a sixth sense about his daughter. He knew exactly what was wrong with her, before she told him.
"What are you talking about now father?" She said, taking off her gloves. Her hands were battered and throbbing, just like she had expected. "There is no guy…"
"Really?" He asked. "You suck at lying." He said.
"Dad," She laughed, trying her hardest to play it off.
"Dominic!" He called. "Come in here!"
Ashley's face dropped. As Dominic walked through the door she became very aware of her appearance.
"Dom…What are you doing here?" Ashley asked, pushing back a strand of her hair.
"I'll let you two talk." Randall said, turning towards Dom. "It was nice talking to you."
"You too sir." He said, the he turned to Ashley. "I need to talk to you." He said, firmly.
She gulped and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Ok, what?
"Where in the hell were you today? I thought we had an agreement. You help fix YOUR car."
"I was sleeping. God, I'll fix the car Dominic. Can I get a damn day?" She snapped.
Dominic stepped back. He put his hands up in defeated.
"I had a dream last night." She said, wiping the perspiration from her upper lip.
"Wow, I've never known anyone who dreamt." He said, sarcastically.
She licked her lips and shot him an oh-so- serious look. "I'm not Fucking kidding, Dom! That Shit was serious!" She said, raising her voice. Dominic was shocked her. He knew how to handle Letty when she got out of line, but he didn't know what to say to her.
"Well, what was it about?"
Tears weld up in her eyes immediately. "I was in this car…and…you were yelling at me and there was this other car. It was a race." She said, her mind blurring. Her mind began to slip back to the dream. " And I don't know what happened, but you were crying and then…there was this gun and, then blood and you were standing over this body. Dominic everything was so real! I could feel it was hot outside and I could smell exhaust and then I smelt blood…" She stood there with tears in her eyes, her knees got weak and she lost her balance. She felt herself falling only to be caught by strong hands.
"Ok, calm down." He said, catching her in his arms. "Baby calm down. You need to takes some breathes or something."
But for Ashley, everything went black.