Chapter 22
Allie's POV
Papi let me go to the race tonight. He doesn't usually, cause, well, streetracing is illegal. It was the coolest thing, though. Well, most of it was.
Mia and Letty drove me crazy half the day and night, wanting me to change clothes. They said what you wear to the race is almost as important as the car you arrive in, and since I was going to be arriving in Dom's
bright red Mazda RX-7, then I had to look the part.
Well, like I cared. I just wasn't in the mood for leather pants and halter tops. I was happy just the way I was. I mean, like I told Mia, my boyfriend thinks I'm beautiful whether I looked like a milloin dollars or less than ten cents. So, why should I be uncomfortable, when Papi don't even like me wearing thier clothes no way?
We finally comprimised on a black button down baby doll dress and my black boots. I wasn't even going to pretend I could walk in the high-heeled things Mia gave me. No amount of looking good would cover for me if I tripped over those stupid Barbie heels and fell on my face.
I didn't see what the big deal was. I wasn't trying to impress anybody, I just wanted to see Papi race.
Finally, it was time to go. I grabbed my jacket and my cell phone and followed Papi out to his car.
"Okay." Papi turned down his radio just after we left the house. "Listen to me. There are some rules you have to follow. Don't gripe, Mia and Letty follow them too. They're for your protection. If you don't follow them, you won't be going to another race for a long time, understood?"
"Yeah," I shrugged. "What are they?"
"You are to stay where Vince, Leon, Jesse, or I can see you at all times. Some of these guys will try to give you shit, just because you're with us. If someone does try to give you trouble, you let one of us handle it," He replied. "Actually, with you, I'd like it, if you'd try to stay where either Vince or I can touch you, just like when we used to go to Papi's races, remember?"
I nodded. Our Papi's rule for me was that I had to stay where either one of them, or himself could grab me up if necessary, and for me to scream like bloody hell if somebody I didn't know tried to pick me up.
"Cause, we'll probably have to get out of there pretty fast," He continued, "And I don't want to have to worry about you. Okay?"
"Okay," I nodded again. It's not that he doesn't trust Jesse or Leon, or even Letty and Mia, to look out for me. It's just that, he's used to Vince doing it, when he can't. "Fine."
When we met up with Hector and Edwin and the others, Letty immediately had to run some skanks off from Dom. Not unusual. Then there was a new racer.
I leaned back on Vince's knee and listened to Edwin crack on Hector.
"Why are you sitting on me?" He asked.
"Cause Papi told me to."
"Dom told you to sit on me?" He asked, incrediously.
"Yeah. He said to stay near you. I can't get much near to you than this," I grinned.
"Guess not," he laughed. "Well, look who it is." He motioned to the crowd gathered around Dom and the others.
"Brian Spilner." I replied. "He's betting his pink slip? He must not like his car very much."
"Apparently not."
"You can't just climb in the ring with Ali cause you think you can box," Jesse told Brian.
"He knows I can box," Brian answered, pointing at Vince.
"What's he talking about?" I questioned.
"Long story, baby girl," He replied, pushing me to my feet. "Let's see what he's running in that car."
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Papi won the race easy and Brian, started off in last place, but ended up second, coming close to Papi. Of course, he almost blew his car to hell to do it.
Papi was right. We did have to scatter fast.
I was standing next to Jesse, listening to Papi's speech about winning is winning, when Leon started yelling, "We got COPS! COPS! COPS!" over the walkie talkie's.
I had fortunately obeyed Papi's rule about staying where he could reach me. I don't think he even looked as he grabbed my arm and half-pushed, half- pulled me towards his car. I wonder what he would have done if had grabbed the wrong girl?
"Get in!" He yelled.
Jesse was yelling for me to, "Get in the car with Dominic."
Like I had a choice. Papi grinned at me as he started his car. "Now is when the real fun starts."
We took off as cops poured onto the street where we had just been.
Chapter 23
Dominic's POV
Tonight would be the night the shit hit the fan. All the nights we've left baby sister at home, and everythng went down fine, but I decide to let her come on the night the cops actually get a fucking clue.
I looked at her as I pulled into a parking garage. She was scared, but I knew she wouldn't admit it.
"Papi, is all this normal?" She asked with a shakey voice.
"Not all this" I answered. "Don't worry. It'll be all right. I'm going to take of you."
"I not worried," She replied. "Well, maybe a little."
I parked the car. "Come on, put your jacket on. Let's take a walk."
She gave me a confused look, but did what I said.
"Maybe you should have stayed with Jesse," I joked. We hadn't gotten more then ten steps out of the garage, when a cop past us, then turned around and stopped.
"Toretto! Stop right there," The PA speaker blared. "Toretto!"
Oh, shit. I grabbed Allie's hand. "Run."
She kept up with little problem. But, still, I knew we were fixing to spend the night in jail. Then, there was Spilner. He pulled up in front of us. "Get in!"
I got in, pulling Allie in my lap at the same time. He took off before I got the door shut good.
"There's a hole in the floorboard," She pointed out, putting her feet across my legs and against the door.
"Yeah, I kind of lost that," Spilner answered.
"Yeah, I kinda saw that," She shot back. "That's what that 100 shot of NOS did for you." She looked down again.
Now, the hole in the floor didn't bother me. My legs were long enough that they went right over it, with my feet well away from it. But it obviously bothered her because she looped her arms around my shoulders holding onto me. Again, she looked down at the road rushing beneath us, gasped and tightened her grip on me. Then she looked back up in my eyes. "Hold on to me, Papi," She said, seriously. "I don't want to get sucked out that hole."
Spilner laughed.
I was tempted to. She was so serious, it was funny. But since she was serious, I held her tighter. "You ain't going to get sucked out that hole."
"I might. Novalee's shoes did."
"Who?"
"A girl in a book I had to read."
"Well, I've got you. You ain't going anywhere."
She buried her face in my shoulder, mumbling, as Brian avioded the cops. I had to laugh when I realized she was praying he wouldn't get us killed. Though when he jumped a small hill, her head came up.
"Damn, Papi, I can drive better than this dude," she said.
"Hush up, Allesandra." All we needed was for her to offend the person who was trying to get our butts out of a sling.
But he just laughed, "Opinionated, ain't you?"
We had outrun the police, so he slowed down a little.
"Here, baby sister, put your little bony butt back there." I lifted her off my lap and put her in the seat behind Spilner. "Before you get sucked out that hole in the floor." Then I turned to Spilner. "You're the last person I expected to see right now."
"Yeah, well, I figured if I got in your good graces, you might let me keep my car," he replied, coolly.
"You are in my good graces," I told him. He was. He was keeping baby sister out of jail, not to mention myself. "But ya' ain't keepin' your car. You drive like you've done this before. What are you, a wheelman?"
"No."
"You boost cars?"
"No. Never."
"Ever done time?"
"Couple of overnighters. No big deal," he shrugged.
Uh-huh. "What about those two years in juvie for boosting cars?"
He shot me a panic-strickened look. Busted.
"Hah. Tucson, right?"
He nodded.
"Yeah, I had Jesse run a profile on you, Brian Earl Spilner," I told him. "He can find anything on the web, anything about anybody. So, why bullshit?"
"Probably not his proudest moments," Allie mumbled. I shot her a look to be quiet. Little Letty rolled her eyes at me.
"So, what about you?" Was his answer.
"Two years in Lompoc. I'll die before I go back."
"Papi," Allie spoke up. She was turned around looking out the back glass. "We got trouble."
I looked back. A wolf pack. Johnny and Lance Tran. Perfect. Just damn perfect.
Allie's POV
Papi let me go to the race tonight. He doesn't usually, cause, well, streetracing is illegal. It was the coolest thing, though. Well, most of it was.
Mia and Letty drove me crazy half the day and night, wanting me to change clothes. They said what you wear to the race is almost as important as the car you arrive in, and since I was going to be arriving in Dom's
bright red Mazda RX-7, then I had to look the part.
Well, like I cared. I just wasn't in the mood for leather pants and halter tops. I was happy just the way I was. I mean, like I told Mia, my boyfriend thinks I'm beautiful whether I looked like a milloin dollars or less than ten cents. So, why should I be uncomfortable, when Papi don't even like me wearing thier clothes no way?
We finally comprimised on a black button down baby doll dress and my black boots. I wasn't even going to pretend I could walk in the high-heeled things Mia gave me. No amount of looking good would cover for me if I tripped over those stupid Barbie heels and fell on my face.
I didn't see what the big deal was. I wasn't trying to impress anybody, I just wanted to see Papi race.
Finally, it was time to go. I grabbed my jacket and my cell phone and followed Papi out to his car.
"Okay." Papi turned down his radio just after we left the house. "Listen to me. There are some rules you have to follow. Don't gripe, Mia and Letty follow them too. They're for your protection. If you don't follow them, you won't be going to another race for a long time, understood?"
"Yeah," I shrugged. "What are they?"
"You are to stay where Vince, Leon, Jesse, or I can see you at all times. Some of these guys will try to give you shit, just because you're with us. If someone does try to give you trouble, you let one of us handle it," He replied. "Actually, with you, I'd like it, if you'd try to stay where either Vince or I can touch you, just like when we used to go to Papi's races, remember?"
I nodded. Our Papi's rule for me was that I had to stay where either one of them, or himself could grab me up if necessary, and for me to scream like bloody hell if somebody I didn't know tried to pick me up.
"Cause, we'll probably have to get out of there pretty fast," He continued, "And I don't want to have to worry about you. Okay?"
"Okay," I nodded again. It's not that he doesn't trust Jesse or Leon, or even Letty and Mia, to look out for me. It's just that, he's used to Vince doing it, when he can't. "Fine."
When we met up with Hector and Edwin and the others, Letty immediately had to run some skanks off from Dom. Not unusual. Then there was a new racer.
I leaned back on Vince's knee and listened to Edwin crack on Hector.
"Why are you sitting on me?" He asked.
"Cause Papi told me to."
"Dom told you to sit on me?" He asked, incrediously.
"Yeah. He said to stay near you. I can't get much near to you than this," I grinned.
"Guess not," he laughed. "Well, look who it is." He motioned to the crowd gathered around Dom and the others.
"Brian Spilner." I replied. "He's betting his pink slip? He must not like his car very much."
"Apparently not."
"You can't just climb in the ring with Ali cause you think you can box," Jesse told Brian.
"He knows I can box," Brian answered, pointing at Vince.
"What's he talking about?" I questioned.
"Long story, baby girl," He replied, pushing me to my feet. "Let's see what he's running in that car."
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Papi won the race easy and Brian, started off in last place, but ended up second, coming close to Papi. Of course, he almost blew his car to hell to do it.
Papi was right. We did have to scatter fast.
I was standing next to Jesse, listening to Papi's speech about winning is winning, when Leon started yelling, "We got COPS! COPS! COPS!" over the walkie talkie's.
I had fortunately obeyed Papi's rule about staying where he could reach me. I don't think he even looked as he grabbed my arm and half-pushed, half- pulled me towards his car. I wonder what he would have done if had grabbed the wrong girl?
"Get in!" He yelled.
Jesse was yelling for me to, "Get in the car with Dominic."
Like I had a choice. Papi grinned at me as he started his car. "Now is when the real fun starts."
We took off as cops poured onto the street where we had just been.
Chapter 23
Dominic's POV
Tonight would be the night the shit hit the fan. All the nights we've left baby sister at home, and everythng went down fine, but I decide to let her come on the night the cops actually get a fucking clue.
I looked at her as I pulled into a parking garage. She was scared, but I knew she wouldn't admit it.
"Papi, is all this normal?" She asked with a shakey voice.
"Not all this" I answered. "Don't worry. It'll be all right. I'm going to take of you."
"I not worried," She replied. "Well, maybe a little."
I parked the car. "Come on, put your jacket on. Let's take a walk."
She gave me a confused look, but did what I said.
"Maybe you should have stayed with Jesse," I joked. We hadn't gotten more then ten steps out of the garage, when a cop past us, then turned around and stopped.
"Toretto! Stop right there," The PA speaker blared. "Toretto!"
Oh, shit. I grabbed Allie's hand. "Run."
She kept up with little problem. But, still, I knew we were fixing to spend the night in jail. Then, there was Spilner. He pulled up in front of us. "Get in!"
I got in, pulling Allie in my lap at the same time. He took off before I got the door shut good.
"There's a hole in the floorboard," She pointed out, putting her feet across my legs and against the door.
"Yeah, I kind of lost that," Spilner answered.
"Yeah, I kinda saw that," She shot back. "That's what that 100 shot of NOS did for you." She looked down again.
Now, the hole in the floor didn't bother me. My legs were long enough that they went right over it, with my feet well away from it. But it obviously bothered her because she looped her arms around my shoulders holding onto me. Again, she looked down at the road rushing beneath us, gasped and tightened her grip on me. Then she looked back up in my eyes. "Hold on to me, Papi," She said, seriously. "I don't want to get sucked out that hole."
Spilner laughed.
I was tempted to. She was so serious, it was funny. But since she was serious, I held her tighter. "You ain't going to get sucked out that hole."
"I might. Novalee's shoes did."
"Who?"
"A girl in a book I had to read."
"Well, I've got you. You ain't going anywhere."
She buried her face in my shoulder, mumbling, as Brian avioded the cops. I had to laugh when I realized she was praying he wouldn't get us killed. Though when he jumped a small hill, her head came up.
"Damn, Papi, I can drive better than this dude," she said.
"Hush up, Allesandra." All we needed was for her to offend the person who was trying to get our butts out of a sling.
But he just laughed, "Opinionated, ain't you?"
We had outrun the police, so he slowed down a little.
"Here, baby sister, put your little bony butt back there." I lifted her off my lap and put her in the seat behind Spilner. "Before you get sucked out that hole in the floor." Then I turned to Spilner. "You're the last person I expected to see right now."
"Yeah, well, I figured if I got in your good graces, you might let me keep my car," he replied, coolly.
"You are in my good graces," I told him. He was. He was keeping baby sister out of jail, not to mention myself. "But ya' ain't keepin' your car. You drive like you've done this before. What are you, a wheelman?"
"No."
"You boost cars?"
"No. Never."
"Ever done time?"
"Couple of overnighters. No big deal," he shrugged.
Uh-huh. "What about those two years in juvie for boosting cars?"
He shot me a panic-strickened look. Busted.
"Hah. Tucson, right?"
He nodded.
"Yeah, I had Jesse run a profile on you, Brian Earl Spilner," I told him. "He can find anything on the web, anything about anybody. So, why bullshit?"
"Probably not his proudest moments," Allie mumbled. I shot her a look to be quiet. Little Letty rolled her eyes at me.
"So, what about you?" Was his answer.
"Two years in Lompoc. I'll die before I go back."
"Papi," Allie spoke up. She was turned around looking out the back glass. "We got trouble."
I looked back. A wolf pack. Johnny and Lance Tran. Perfect. Just damn perfect.