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LETTY:::I was under my silver 240SX fixing the piston rings I had almost fried, thinking about the victory party Leon had held for me. Dom and I had danced, kissed, joked around, and after about and hour, we'd gone upstairs and fucked. Regardless of all our guests.

Now, my loud Ja Rule RnB rap was on full ball as I sang to the words of 'furious' and so I didn't hear anything as someone entered the garage. Then suddenly I was roughly pulled out from under the car and shoved up against the hood by a filthy looking guy with familiar blue green eyes.

"You humiliated my cousin!" he yelled, then he pushed me to the ground. I looked up, and saw her, the skank with the attitude. She did not know who she was messing with! I glare at her.

"Apologise!" The filthy guy who had shoved me demanded.

Instead I spat at her, I was still on all fours on the ground, but the spit still got her on the neck.

"Fuck you!" I said, then I twisted around and tripped the cousin with my legs. As soon as his head dropped to the ground next to me, I kicked my legs across right into his throat. He doubled over coughing.

Then I went to jump up as my face was again shoved into the ground. I was then roughly pulled up by two equally dirty guys. These were smarter, one held my arms, the other held my legs. Not smart enough though. While I struggled to get them to release me, I bit the guy holding my arms, it was disgusting but did the trick. He loosened his hold and I elbowed the other guy in the gut, then I swivelled around as he let me go, and slammed my fist into his face, he went down like a sack of potatoes. "C'mon! I brought all of you to work together!" I heard the girl call out, I could see out of the corner of my eye that she was keeping well away from us, what a freakin loser!

Suddenly, as I was about to yet again punch one of the guys, someone was grabbing the back of my neck, forcing me back down to the ground, it was the first guy. The two other guys grabbed my arms and legs again, this time, one holding my left arm and left leg, the other holding my right arm and right leg. Both were standing as far away from me as they could as I was pulled back up to a standing position.

"That hurt!" The first guy said, his voice coming out as a croak. I just grinned.

Then, he punched me, right in the gut. I felt the air rush out of me in a whirl and I felt tears sting my eyes as I forced myself to breathe. I slumped so that they couldn't see my eyes well up. Once I had blinked away the tears, I stood tall again, and spat the first guy in the face.

"That didn't!" I lied.

He slapped me, right where the loser had the night before. Damn but it hurt. Again, I forced myself to smile.

The guy to the left of me twisted my arm painfully behind me until I thought it would brake, and still I didn't cry out. I was proud of myself, so far I hadn't really let them know how much all this hurt. But I didn't fool myself into thinking that it would last.

The loser chick walked up to me and slapped me again, on the same cheek. Didn't they ever do anything fair?

I forced out a croaky laugh. "Your not even good at that!" I said.

The girl squealed in indignation. To tell the truth, she sounded like a pig crying out before it's slaughtered. I told her so.

"Punch her Kent!" She yelled.

And the first guy punched me, his fist connecting with my jaw.

I did groan a bit this time, but quickly covered it with, "Almost missed."

After awhile I forgot who hit me where and what I said or did in retaliation to that. All I remember is thinking, 'If I can't hit back I have to have some other type or retaliation for now,' hence, the lame insults egging them on.

Then I remember being let go and hearing, "She's too weak to fight back now," I'm not sure who said it, but it was a big mistake. I grabbed a crow bar and slammed it upside one of the guys heads. Watching as he fell to the ground, blood seeping from his forehead. Then they swore, grabbed him, and ran off. I just slid to the ground unconscious. For the first time in my life, I fainted.

DOM::: "Let, hey babe, I was thinkin-" I start to say as I walk into the garage. I bob down to look under the car, "We should." I trail off as I don't see Letty. Instead, there are only a few drops of blood where she should have been.

I quickly jump up. "Letty!" I yell.

I bolt around behind the car, near the counter and see her doubled over by the office chair.

I drop down beside her and take her into my arms. "Letty?" I whisper. "Oh, babe, shit!" I say. I carefully lift her in my arms, I feel helpless. If only she'd open her eyes, or groan or something. She's so bloody.

Then, thankfully my prayers were answered. She both opened her eyes and groaned. "Dom, it was." she started to say, and then fainted again.

I squeeze her to my chest and lightly kiss the top of her head. "It's gonna be fine." I whisper.

I yank open the passenger door of my RX7 and place her gently in. Then I go over to my side, jump in, buckle up, and pull her over onto my lap. There is no way I can be away from her right now!