The Safety Within
The rain was dripping miserably over Los Angeles as Jenny Monroe crouched in the dark alleyway across from the Toretto house. Her normally silky hair had turned into a horrible mat of beach wood colored hair. The door to the house opened and a long legged beauty stepped out. Her near black hair fluttered in the soft breeze and sent it dancing. As Mia crossed the street, Jenny took a deep breath and doggedly followed her. They went a little way do the street until Mia glanced over her shoulder and pinned Jenny with her big doe brown eyes. "It's foolish to think that I don't know you're following me" Jenny's nerves were on edge, but she tried to maintain her dignity. "I don't know what you're talking about" She said stiffly.
Mia raised a shaped eyebrow and eyed Jenny briefly. "You look like a drowned rat," She said coolly. Jenny wished she could say the same thing about Mia, but she had secretly been watching the house for days, and the infamous sister always looked like she stepped off the cover of a Vogue magazine. "Humph" Was the Jenny's only response and she aimed her pansy blue eyes to something on the ground.
To Mia's view, Jenny couldn't have been more then 16, her skin would be delicate and pale, if there weren't dark circles under her big eyes and mysterious bruises covering her cheeks. The girl was also sickly thin. "What's your name?" Mia asked. Jenny slowly looked back up at her. "Jenny. Jenny Monroe" Mia eyed Jenny's tattered musty clothes and a wave of pity overwhelmed her. "Alright, I'll make you a deal, I'll buy you a meal, and you can tell me why you were following me" Jenny seemed to weigh the decision closely. "Fine"
Jenny trotted after Mia down the street and across a block or two. Soon they came upon a faux beach fronted cantina that had 'Toretto's' in large black letters across the wooden arch. Mia pulled out a leather stool and motioned for Jenny to sit. "What would you like?" Mia asked as she walked behind the bar. "Uh, grilled cheese sandwich, large fries, iced tea" When Mia soundlessly began preparing her food, Jenny took in the scenery. "This is a nice place" Jenny said softly. Mia looked up with a quick fleeting smile. "Thanks, my brother renovated the place a couple of years ago" When she set the food on the bar, Jenny quickly act it without a complaint.
"So, what were you doing?" Mia asked when Jenny was full and apparently content. Tears shimmered briefly in her innocent eyes before she blinked them away quickly. "I ran away from home a few weeks ago, my stepfather-" She paused a moment and touched a hand lightly to her cheek. "Didn't like me very much, he wanted to send me to boot camp, but when my mother refused, he started using me as his personal punching bag. I knew that I had to leave-I did, I knew- But I was frightened. I swore to him and myself that if he ever laid a hand on me again, I would kill him. That was the last night he ever touched me, like he was testing me to see if I were telling the truth. I wasn't, I left"
Sympathy for the lost girl swamped Mia and she had the incredible maternal instinct to want to cradle Jenny in her arms. But as Jenny sat in front of her now, she realized that she wasn't the same girl. "That was brave of you" Mia heard herself say. Jenny raised an eyebrow and murmured "Or very stupid" Mia shrugged delicately and poured an ice tea for herself. "So you're living in the alley?" Jenny nodded and began to nibble on a French fry smothered in ketchup. "Do you mind working?" Suddenly Jenny looked nervous, like a rabbit under a hunter's gun. "Why?" "Because, if you don't mind working a little, I could offer you free room and board" Jenny tried to stop the smile, but it bloomed like a pretty red rose in July. "I would love that"
The rain was dripping miserably over Los Angeles as Jenny Monroe crouched in the dark alleyway across from the Toretto house. Her normally silky hair had turned into a horrible mat of beach wood colored hair. The door to the house opened and a long legged beauty stepped out. Her near black hair fluttered in the soft breeze and sent it dancing. As Mia crossed the street, Jenny took a deep breath and doggedly followed her. They went a little way do the street until Mia glanced over her shoulder and pinned Jenny with her big doe brown eyes. "It's foolish to think that I don't know you're following me" Jenny's nerves were on edge, but she tried to maintain her dignity. "I don't know what you're talking about" She said stiffly.
Mia raised a shaped eyebrow and eyed Jenny briefly. "You look like a drowned rat," She said coolly. Jenny wished she could say the same thing about Mia, but she had secretly been watching the house for days, and the infamous sister always looked like she stepped off the cover of a Vogue magazine. "Humph" Was the Jenny's only response and she aimed her pansy blue eyes to something on the ground.
To Mia's view, Jenny couldn't have been more then 16, her skin would be delicate and pale, if there weren't dark circles under her big eyes and mysterious bruises covering her cheeks. The girl was also sickly thin. "What's your name?" Mia asked. Jenny slowly looked back up at her. "Jenny. Jenny Monroe" Mia eyed Jenny's tattered musty clothes and a wave of pity overwhelmed her. "Alright, I'll make you a deal, I'll buy you a meal, and you can tell me why you were following me" Jenny seemed to weigh the decision closely. "Fine"
Jenny trotted after Mia down the street and across a block or two. Soon they came upon a faux beach fronted cantina that had 'Toretto's' in large black letters across the wooden arch. Mia pulled out a leather stool and motioned for Jenny to sit. "What would you like?" Mia asked as she walked behind the bar. "Uh, grilled cheese sandwich, large fries, iced tea" When Mia soundlessly began preparing her food, Jenny took in the scenery. "This is a nice place" Jenny said softly. Mia looked up with a quick fleeting smile. "Thanks, my brother renovated the place a couple of years ago" When she set the food on the bar, Jenny quickly act it without a complaint.
"So, what were you doing?" Mia asked when Jenny was full and apparently content. Tears shimmered briefly in her innocent eyes before she blinked them away quickly. "I ran away from home a few weeks ago, my stepfather-" She paused a moment and touched a hand lightly to her cheek. "Didn't like me very much, he wanted to send me to boot camp, but when my mother refused, he started using me as his personal punching bag. I knew that I had to leave-I did, I knew- But I was frightened. I swore to him and myself that if he ever laid a hand on me again, I would kill him. That was the last night he ever touched me, like he was testing me to see if I were telling the truth. I wasn't, I left"
Sympathy for the lost girl swamped Mia and she had the incredible maternal instinct to want to cradle Jenny in her arms. But as Jenny sat in front of her now, she realized that she wasn't the same girl. "That was brave of you" Mia heard herself say. Jenny raised an eyebrow and murmured "Or very stupid" Mia shrugged delicately and poured an ice tea for herself. "So you're living in the alley?" Jenny nodded and began to nibble on a French fry smothered in ketchup. "Do you mind working?" Suddenly Jenny looked nervous, like a rabbit under a hunter's gun. "Why?" "Because, if you don't mind working a little, I could offer you free room and board" Jenny tried to stop the smile, but it bloomed like a pretty red rose in July. "I would love that"