Ch. 11 Leon walked up the stairs slowly. He could hear Dominic cursing.
Leon walked into the room to find Dominic sitting on the bed, breathing
heavy.
"You ok, man?
Dom cursed again, "What the fuck! No, I'm not ok!"
Leon stepped back, "Sorry, just thought I'd come see ya after.ya know."
"Yea, I know."
Dom buried his face in his hands and Leo sat down next to him.
~~~*
Letty squealed down the parkway. She beat on the wheel and cursed as well. The two were so much alike.
70 mph.
Letty didn't even glance at the speedometer. She raced down the road, going over 80. She wove in between cars and semis, leaving them honking.
A few miles up, two loaded semis were pulling onto the ramp. In no time, Letty caught up to them, not noticing. Of course, the semi-truck drivers saw her and slammed on their breaks, squealing and honking. Letty looked out the corner of her eye and heard the trucks.
She jerked her head to the right just in time to see a large wheel clip her front wheel. The car started to spin uncontrollably. Letty hit the breaks and turned the wheel. Her head raved with thoughts, her memories, and she tried hard to recover control of the car, just to find herself slamming the driver's side into a wall.
Letty opened her eyes with her heart beating faster than ever. She realized she was pinned against a wall and climber over to the passenger side door and stumbled out. The driver of the semi was running across the parkway, stopped traffic it its tracks.
"Ms! Are you alright?!"
Letty felt her head, it hurt. She brought her hand down and looked at it and saw red. She frantically turned around to look in the side view mirror and come to find there wasn't one. She stood back and looked at the car. Shit. She knew she was dead.
"Ms? Are you-?"
"Yea, I'm fine. But I won't be soon."
"Do I need to call a tow truck?"
What an idiot.no, I think I'll just sit here and spend the night in my totaled car, it'll be ok. "Yea, thanks, that would be great."
The driver ran back across the road, horns blaring impatiently. Letty sat down on the pavement and leaned against the "once-known-as" car.
~~~*
Dom sat at the café counter with Mia in front of him, hovering.
"Mia, do you mind? I'm trying to enjoy my drink in peace."
"What? I'm just worried about my big brother."
"There's no need, ok?"
Holding up her hands in defense, she backed off.
"Oh my God! What the hell is this?!"
Brian's voice floated in from the garage. Dom's ears perked up in curiosity and he walked over to see what was up. There was a totaled car on a wrecker. Look like an Acura. Dom saw Brian talking to the driver,
"What do you want me to do with this hunk of junk?"
"I dunno, man. My orders were to bring it here."
"By who?"
"I dunno, some young girl. She said she was gonna follow me somehow after she go her head cleaned up."
Dom's eyes widened. He glanced up at the car again. Acura? .it's yellow.
"Oh my God!" Dom ran up next to Brian.
"I know, look at this, what are we supposed to do?"
"You decide, it yours."
Brian looked confused.
"Check out the plate."
Brain walked around to the back and went hysterical,
"What the fuck?! Who had my car? Who-what-how-?"
Brian continued ranting and raving and Dom turned to the driver.
"The girl, black hair, cool shades, nice body?"
"Um, yea, nice damn body."
"Great. Stop talking about my wife and tell me where she is."
"Oh, shit, sorry man."
"Yea, yea. Where is she?"
Dom heard footsteps running up behind him and turned around to see Letty wrapping her arms around him. Sobbing, she whispered,
"I'm so sorry."
Dom buried himself into her, her hair around his face.
"I love you," he pushed her back, "and don't you ever run out again!"
He pulled her close again with tears coming to his eyes.
"Aw, man. This is great. But, um, it would be nice to get pain."
Dom raised his head and told Vince to take care of it and then calm Brain down. He took Letty by the waist and led her to the kitchen.
"I am so sorry, Dom."
"No, don't be sorry. It was my fault. I blew up in you face without listening first."
"But I should've told you."
Dom noticed the cut on her forehead; he reached for it, concerned.
"Jeez, are you ok?"
Letty brushed him away,
"Yea, I'm fine. Just tired."
"I bet."
He took her hand and led her to the bedroom, tucked her in and kissed her goodnight.
"You ok, man?
Dom cursed again, "What the fuck! No, I'm not ok!"
Leon stepped back, "Sorry, just thought I'd come see ya after.ya know."
"Yea, I know."
Dom buried his face in his hands and Leo sat down next to him.
~~~*
Letty squealed down the parkway. She beat on the wheel and cursed as well. The two were so much alike.
70 mph.
Letty didn't even glance at the speedometer. She raced down the road, going over 80. She wove in between cars and semis, leaving them honking.
A few miles up, two loaded semis were pulling onto the ramp. In no time, Letty caught up to them, not noticing. Of course, the semi-truck drivers saw her and slammed on their breaks, squealing and honking. Letty looked out the corner of her eye and heard the trucks.
She jerked her head to the right just in time to see a large wheel clip her front wheel. The car started to spin uncontrollably. Letty hit the breaks and turned the wheel. Her head raved with thoughts, her memories, and she tried hard to recover control of the car, just to find herself slamming the driver's side into a wall.
Letty opened her eyes with her heart beating faster than ever. She realized she was pinned against a wall and climber over to the passenger side door and stumbled out. The driver of the semi was running across the parkway, stopped traffic it its tracks.
"Ms! Are you alright?!"
Letty felt her head, it hurt. She brought her hand down and looked at it and saw red. She frantically turned around to look in the side view mirror and come to find there wasn't one. She stood back and looked at the car. Shit. She knew she was dead.
"Ms? Are you-?"
"Yea, I'm fine. But I won't be soon."
"Do I need to call a tow truck?"
What an idiot.no, I think I'll just sit here and spend the night in my totaled car, it'll be ok. "Yea, thanks, that would be great."
The driver ran back across the road, horns blaring impatiently. Letty sat down on the pavement and leaned against the "once-known-as" car.
~~~*
Dom sat at the café counter with Mia in front of him, hovering.
"Mia, do you mind? I'm trying to enjoy my drink in peace."
"What? I'm just worried about my big brother."
"There's no need, ok?"
Holding up her hands in defense, she backed off.
"Oh my God! What the hell is this?!"
Brian's voice floated in from the garage. Dom's ears perked up in curiosity and he walked over to see what was up. There was a totaled car on a wrecker. Look like an Acura. Dom saw Brian talking to the driver,
"What do you want me to do with this hunk of junk?"
"I dunno, man. My orders were to bring it here."
"By who?"
"I dunno, some young girl. She said she was gonna follow me somehow after she go her head cleaned up."
Dom's eyes widened. He glanced up at the car again. Acura? .it's yellow.
"Oh my God!" Dom ran up next to Brian.
"I know, look at this, what are we supposed to do?"
"You decide, it yours."
Brian looked confused.
"Check out the plate."
Brain walked around to the back and went hysterical,
"What the fuck?! Who had my car? Who-what-how-?"
Brian continued ranting and raving and Dom turned to the driver.
"The girl, black hair, cool shades, nice body?"
"Um, yea, nice damn body."
"Great. Stop talking about my wife and tell me where she is."
"Oh, shit, sorry man."
"Yea, yea. Where is she?"
Dom heard footsteps running up behind him and turned around to see Letty wrapping her arms around him. Sobbing, she whispered,
"I'm so sorry."
Dom buried himself into her, her hair around his face.
"I love you," he pushed her back, "and don't you ever run out again!"
He pulled her close again with tears coming to his eyes.
"Aw, man. This is great. But, um, it would be nice to get pain."
Dom raised his head and told Vince to take care of it and then calm Brain down. He took Letty by the waist and led her to the kitchen.
"I am so sorry, Dom."
"No, don't be sorry. It was my fault. I blew up in you face without listening first."
"But I should've told you."
Dom noticed the cut on her forehead; he reached for it, concerned.
"Jeez, are you ok?"
Letty brushed him away,
"Yea, I'm fine. Just tired."
"I bet."
He took her hand and led her to the bedroom, tucked her in and kissed her goodnight.