Chapter 12
Dominic is one of those kinds of guys. They just cant loose. He won his race tonight. He wins them all. It was if maybe racing was his fate. It's totally weird, never losing. Some would say that was good, great even, but there are things you need to think about. Everybody has there time to shine, and everybody HAS to come to this point where they fail. Dominic, he was on of those people, who felt he was completely meant to win and losing was NEVER an option. So what was to happen if he did loose, If he lost it all in a single race? Lost what meant the world to him a single race. He never thought about that, but something inside Ashley was being eaten up by the thought. How in the Hell would he take a loose? That was something to think about.
~*~*
Ashley took Mia's advice. She sat on the sidelines and drowned him with congratulations when he won, of course. It was so not her nature and it felt weird. She felt as if she was going back on everything she said, she looked exactly like a hood ornament, like a cheerleader. Yuck! The more she started to think about it, the more she was started to realize that she needed some time away from him, away from the crew, away from Mia, away from Dominic…away from love. Everything was becoming a blur. She tried to shake the thoughts, but Damn, it was starting to bother her.
"My trophy," He said, picking her up. She smiled despite her feelings.
"Damn," She said, as softly as possible, no one heard her. She loved this man, she loved the feeling of being in his arms, and she loved his adoration. But she hated what she was becoming, everything she used to despise, she was becoming, such a girl, such a drama queen, a shopper.
"We're leaving. Holla." Dominic yelled to the crowd.
Ashley followed him. "Why are we leaving?"
Dominic didn't respond until they were in the car and off on their way. "Its boring."
"What?" She asked. Clearly confused.
"Tonight. It's no challenge. I always win and…damn I mean I get so sick of it! They don't even try anymore. " He grasped the steering wheel t so tightly that it made his knuckles white.
"Why does that bother you? You win money and,"
He stopped her. "Its not about the money." He growled. "My dad died for this! The least they could go is let me work for his honor!"
Ashley sat back as if she were glued to the seat. He scared the hell out her when he got mad. She knew he wouldn't hit her, but she never wanted to tempt him. She sat silent.
"Look…I don't know what's going through my head right now, but I,"
"Dom…I think I need some time away from this." She cut in. This wasn't exactly the best time to break it to him, but you have to do what you have to do.
He said nothing. Not a thing, but she could tell he was clenching his teeth.
"What I mean is…that I just need like a few days without, this life. I feel like I'm being turned into something I'm not I need to be myself, be with myself and think about this."
"So what are you saying?" He asked, not meeting her glance.
Ashley bit her lower lip. "I love you, but I need to be away from you for a second or whatever…"
"Ok," He said, his voice quivered. Tears. She knew it, but she also knew that he was NOT going to cry. Not this tough guy.
"Um…you can take me home. I'll call you." She said.
He did what he was told, being silent the whole way. Too many things were going through his mind and he didn't want to say or do anything to make this worse. He gritted his teeth together to keep the tears from spilling over his cheeks. Men don't cry. Men aren't soft. He pulled up to her house slowly, feeling empty.
"Bye…" She said, getting out. She leaned over and kissed him softly. "I love you."
"You too." He said, in a dry tone, yet meaningfully.
~*~*
"Daddy, I'm fine now. I'm just going to to chill or something. No strenuous workouts or nothing…but can't I just go to the gym for like an hour?"
"NO!" Randall said firmly. "I mean it."
She frowned. "But daddy,"
"No. That is that. Look, I'll be home tomorrow are 3:00pm. I'll talk to you when I get back in town. Love you honey."
"Love you too daddy," She said with a groan. She looked down at her workout outfit.
"Shit." She mumbled. One thing she never did was cross her dad. He was strict and he meant exactly what he said. She ran upstairs and pulled on her swimsuit. To the beach she will go, since she has no choice. She pulled up to the beach, disrupting the serenity with her stereo Blaring "Shine" by the Hotboys.
She didn't want to swim, she didn't need a tan, so she just sat there watching the waves hit the sand, thinking.
She watched couples frolicking together. It almost made her sick to her stomach at the thought. She lay back on her blanket. The sun shielded from her face.
"Mommy," She heard a little girl say. She sat up quick and saw the prettiest baby in the world. It was a little girl with curly brown hair, Caramel skin, and big brown eyes.
"Hey there cutie." Ashley said, as the little girl walked up.
"Mommy," The little girl repeated
Ashley smiled. "No, hunny. What's your name?"
"Aaliyah Toretto, Mommy." She mumbled with her finger in her mouth. The little girl giggled.
She shook her head. "Toretto? Well, Aaliyah is a pretty name." Ashley said. " I think you're lost…"
"There are my two ladies." She headed Dominic's voice approaching her. "Dominic?" She asked.
He smiled a big smiled and picked the little girl up. "Yeah…. are you alright my beautiful wife?"
She looked a bit out there. "Wife? Dom what are you talking about? I didn't know you had a child…" She said.
Dom looked at her funny. "Your really out of it. We're married." He said, holding her ring finger up to her eyes. A rock the size of Texas rested on her hand. "And of course you knew I had a child…you had her."
Ashley sat up with a jerk, trying to catch her breath.
"What was that?"
~*~*
Later on in my destiny I see myself having your child
I see myself being your wife and I see my whole future in your eyes
-Dangerously in Love by Destiny's child.
~*~*
Dominic sat at home. Depressed and surprised at himself, Guys don't get depressed. He was feeling like a girl. He was propped up on the chair watching T.V when the doorbell ran. He groaned.
"What a good way to ruin the mood." He mumbled under his breath. He pulled the door open to see Letty standing there. Her hair was back in a messy ponytail; she had on some baggy pants and a tight shirt. Her eyes looked up at him so helpless.
"Hey," She got out. She looked so shy and bashful.
"Letty..." He said, opening the door. "Come in."
She walked in with her hands stuffed in her pockets. She felt a bit uncomfortable with him now. Dom watched her walk to the living room, shocked that she was here. He stood waiting for her to say something.
"Uh…look," She started. "I miss you so much!"
He didn't know what to say, nor did he know what to do. "I've missed you too…"
She ran over to him and feel in his arms. "I've thought about you so much." She cried into his massive chest.
"Uh…" He said, unsurely patting her on the back.
She was starting to shock him more and more as she sobbed into his shoulder and poured out her heart. This was not at all like her.
He brought her over to the couch and sat her down.
"Letty…you need to calm down." He said, trying to get her to relax.
"I just want things back to the way they were. Before Ashley, before the hijacking, before all that." She sobbed.
His heart dropped. Things could never be back like they were; he could never go back to her knowing Ashley was with him.
"Things will never be like they were. It just can't happen. The best I can do is say lets be friends…"
She sobbed even louder. "Yes we can go back. Yes we can!"
He dropped his arm from her shoulders. "Things can't go back. Period."
Letty tried so hard to win him back. She was prepared to fight for him. She was willing. "B-But…"
"No, listen," He said. "The closet we could be is, friends. It's too much stuff behind us…" He draped his arm around her again. He felt a bit uncomfortable as she snuggled up against him.
"I love you." She said.
They jumped apart when the door slammed. "Mia!" Dom called.
"Mia? No it's me. I just cant stay mad at you for anything, so…" Ashley stopped when she saw the two on the couch looking as guilty as ever. She knew it was a bad idea to come back so quick. So just as quickly as she got there, she was gone.
Dominic is one of those kinds of guys. They just cant loose. He won his race tonight. He wins them all. It was if maybe racing was his fate. It's totally weird, never losing. Some would say that was good, great even, but there are things you need to think about. Everybody has there time to shine, and everybody HAS to come to this point where they fail. Dominic, he was on of those people, who felt he was completely meant to win and losing was NEVER an option. So what was to happen if he did loose, If he lost it all in a single race? Lost what meant the world to him a single race. He never thought about that, but something inside Ashley was being eaten up by the thought. How in the Hell would he take a loose? That was something to think about.
~*~*
Ashley took Mia's advice. She sat on the sidelines and drowned him with congratulations when he won, of course. It was so not her nature and it felt weird. She felt as if she was going back on everything she said, she looked exactly like a hood ornament, like a cheerleader. Yuck! The more she started to think about it, the more she was started to realize that she needed some time away from him, away from the crew, away from Mia, away from Dominic…away from love. Everything was becoming a blur. She tried to shake the thoughts, but Damn, it was starting to bother her.
"My trophy," He said, picking her up. She smiled despite her feelings.
"Damn," She said, as softly as possible, no one heard her. She loved this man, she loved the feeling of being in his arms, and she loved his adoration. But she hated what she was becoming, everything she used to despise, she was becoming, such a girl, such a drama queen, a shopper.
"We're leaving. Holla." Dominic yelled to the crowd.
Ashley followed him. "Why are we leaving?"
Dominic didn't respond until they were in the car and off on their way. "Its boring."
"What?" She asked. Clearly confused.
"Tonight. It's no challenge. I always win and…damn I mean I get so sick of it! They don't even try anymore. " He grasped the steering wheel t so tightly that it made his knuckles white.
"Why does that bother you? You win money and,"
He stopped her. "Its not about the money." He growled. "My dad died for this! The least they could go is let me work for his honor!"
Ashley sat back as if she were glued to the seat. He scared the hell out her when he got mad. She knew he wouldn't hit her, but she never wanted to tempt him. She sat silent.
"Look…I don't know what's going through my head right now, but I,"
"Dom…I think I need some time away from this." She cut in. This wasn't exactly the best time to break it to him, but you have to do what you have to do.
He said nothing. Not a thing, but she could tell he was clenching his teeth.
"What I mean is…that I just need like a few days without, this life. I feel like I'm being turned into something I'm not I need to be myself, be with myself and think about this."
"So what are you saying?" He asked, not meeting her glance.
Ashley bit her lower lip. "I love you, but I need to be away from you for a second or whatever…"
"Ok," He said, his voice quivered. Tears. She knew it, but she also knew that he was NOT going to cry. Not this tough guy.
"Um…you can take me home. I'll call you." She said.
He did what he was told, being silent the whole way. Too many things were going through his mind and he didn't want to say or do anything to make this worse. He gritted his teeth together to keep the tears from spilling over his cheeks. Men don't cry. Men aren't soft. He pulled up to her house slowly, feeling empty.
"Bye…" She said, getting out. She leaned over and kissed him softly. "I love you."
"You too." He said, in a dry tone, yet meaningfully.
~*~*
"Daddy, I'm fine now. I'm just going to to chill or something. No strenuous workouts or nothing…but can't I just go to the gym for like an hour?"
"NO!" Randall said firmly. "I mean it."
She frowned. "But daddy,"
"No. That is that. Look, I'll be home tomorrow are 3:00pm. I'll talk to you when I get back in town. Love you honey."
"Love you too daddy," She said with a groan. She looked down at her workout outfit.
"Shit." She mumbled. One thing she never did was cross her dad. He was strict and he meant exactly what he said. She ran upstairs and pulled on her swimsuit. To the beach she will go, since she has no choice. She pulled up to the beach, disrupting the serenity with her stereo Blaring "Shine" by the Hotboys.
She didn't want to swim, she didn't need a tan, so she just sat there watching the waves hit the sand, thinking.
She watched couples frolicking together. It almost made her sick to her stomach at the thought. She lay back on her blanket. The sun shielded from her face.
"Mommy," She heard a little girl say. She sat up quick and saw the prettiest baby in the world. It was a little girl with curly brown hair, Caramel skin, and big brown eyes.
"Hey there cutie." Ashley said, as the little girl walked up.
"Mommy," The little girl repeated
Ashley smiled. "No, hunny. What's your name?"
"Aaliyah Toretto, Mommy." She mumbled with her finger in her mouth. The little girl giggled.
She shook her head. "Toretto? Well, Aaliyah is a pretty name." Ashley said. " I think you're lost…"
"There are my two ladies." She headed Dominic's voice approaching her. "Dominic?" She asked.
He smiled a big smiled and picked the little girl up. "Yeah…. are you alright my beautiful wife?"
She looked a bit out there. "Wife? Dom what are you talking about? I didn't know you had a child…" She said.
Dom looked at her funny. "Your really out of it. We're married." He said, holding her ring finger up to her eyes. A rock the size of Texas rested on her hand. "And of course you knew I had a child…you had her."
Ashley sat up with a jerk, trying to catch her breath.
"What was that?"
~*~*
Later on in my destiny I see myself having your child
I see myself being your wife and I see my whole future in your eyes
-Dangerously in Love by Destiny's child.
~*~*
Dominic sat at home. Depressed and surprised at himself, Guys don't get depressed. He was feeling like a girl. He was propped up on the chair watching T.V when the doorbell ran. He groaned.
"What a good way to ruin the mood." He mumbled under his breath. He pulled the door open to see Letty standing there. Her hair was back in a messy ponytail; she had on some baggy pants and a tight shirt. Her eyes looked up at him so helpless.
"Hey," She got out. She looked so shy and bashful.
"Letty..." He said, opening the door. "Come in."
She walked in with her hands stuffed in her pockets. She felt a bit uncomfortable with him now. Dom watched her walk to the living room, shocked that she was here. He stood waiting for her to say something.
"Uh…look," She started. "I miss you so much!"
He didn't know what to say, nor did he know what to do. "I've missed you too…"
She ran over to him and feel in his arms. "I've thought about you so much." She cried into his massive chest.
"Uh…" He said, unsurely patting her on the back.
She was starting to shock him more and more as she sobbed into his shoulder and poured out her heart. This was not at all like her.
He brought her over to the couch and sat her down.
"Letty…you need to calm down." He said, trying to get her to relax.
"I just want things back to the way they were. Before Ashley, before the hijacking, before all that." She sobbed.
His heart dropped. Things could never be back like they were; he could never go back to her knowing Ashley was with him.
"Things will never be like they were. It just can't happen. The best I can do is say lets be friends…"
She sobbed even louder. "Yes we can go back. Yes we can!"
He dropped his arm from her shoulders. "Things can't go back. Period."
Letty tried so hard to win him back. She was prepared to fight for him. She was willing. "B-But…"
"No, listen," He said. "The closet we could be is, friends. It's too much stuff behind us…" He draped his arm around her again. He felt a bit uncomfortable as she snuggled up against him.
"I love you." She said.
They jumped apart when the door slammed. "Mia!" Dom called.
"Mia? No it's me. I just cant stay mad at you for anything, so…" Ashley stopped when she saw the two on the couch looking as guilty as ever. She knew it was a bad idea to come back so quick. So just as quickly as she got there, she was gone.