Chapter 36
Mia wrapped the long towel around her and tied it in place. When she came out of the bathroom, Brian was leaning against the window with his arms crossed across his chest. She was brushing her hair and stopped when she saw him. She threw the brush onto the bed and looked over at him. "Hi" she said after a long pause. She knew this was going to be an awkward conversation. "Hi" he replied, not moving and inch. She stood next to him, side by side. "You forgive me?" she asked quietly. "For what?" Brian asked as he turned his head to look at her. "For being so shitty with ya back there!" He dropped his eyes to the floor and nodded his head. "It's OK. I understand" he said as he turned and stood in front of her. He wrapped his arms around her and clasped his hands together behind her back. "How?" she asked as she placed her hands on his chest. "Letty told me about what had happened with you two" he explained. She dropped her arms and turned pale. "She what?" Mia snapped. "What did she tell you?" "That you were upset 'bout the race, and you had an argument!" He confessed. He softly shook his head from side to side, confusion setting in. "Why? What's wrong? You not telling' me somethin' here?" he threw questions at her from every angle. Mia sighed deeply and dropped her chin to meet her chest. "Mia what's up?" Brian asked, getting frustrated. He didn't understand why she'd gotten so worked up about what Letty had told him. "Miiaa!" he pleaded her to tell him. She looked back up at him. "No, everything's OK" she half-laughed with relief. "So why the panic?" he confronted her. She paused. "Just..I didn't want you to think I didn't believe in you. That's all." She made up an excuse and kissed him gently. "Now, I'm gonna get ready. So get outta here!" she pushed him towards the door and kissed him before pushing him out. Brian stopped the door from closing with his foot. "Don't I get to see what's under that towel?" he teased as he nodded towards the white towel, covering her naked body. "Maybe later. GO!" she ordered, firmly closing the door behind him. Once he was gone, she took off the towel and finished drying off. She stood at the foot of the bed, and looked down at her naked body. She thought of how her perfectly flat and toned stomach, would be swollen out like a whale. The thought was interrupted by Dom announcing that dinner was ready. "Take-away again" she thought to herself.
Brian had noticed that something was wrong with Mia that night. She barely spoke, and her and Letty kept on looking at each other without saying anything. But he kept quiet about it. He decided that Mia would tell him about it when she was ready. Everyone had gone to bed early that night. Mia was lying with her back to Brian, and he was sitting up, staring into the darkness. Neither of them were sleeping. Brian looked down at Mia. "Mia, you awake?" he placed his hand on her side. "Yeah. I'm awake" she replied. She rolled over and placed her head on his stomach. Brian played with her hair, and pushed it out of her face. "I cant sleep!" she told him. "What's botherin' you?" he asked her, still staring into the dark room. "The race" she answered. "I can't help thinkin' about it." He laughed softly. "God, stop freakin' out about it. Just chill!" he laughed louder. Mia pushed off his chest and sat up, pulling the covers up with her and tucking them under her arms. "Brian wake up!" she raised her voice at him. "This guy killed three people that beat him. What if you beat him too?" she shouted at him. "Mia, it's all taken care of!" Brian widened his eyes at her. He knew straight away that he shouldn't have said it. Mia stared at him. "What does that mean?" she questioned him. "Nothing, forget it" he told her as he got out of bed and opened the window. "Brian, what does that mean? Tell me!" she shouted at him. "Dom's got it covered! No sweat." Mia knew what he talking about. "Oh shit," she swore. "You mean he's got those fucking guns with him!" she finished for him. When Dom got into trouble with guys in L.A. before, he'd bought guns for Vince, Leon, Jesse, and himself. Top of the range hand and shot-guns. Letty had insisted that she should get one too, so Dom had bought her one and taught her how to shoot. Mia stayed out of it, and didn't get involved. She hated guns. "We probably wont even need them. It's just in case Tyler gets rough. You know what he's like Mia!" She knew that there was no way to change things, so she lay back in bed, and looked at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, she looked over at Brian. He was resting on her arms, looking out the window. "Aight. Just come back to bed." He turned and looked at her, then shut the window and crawled back into bed. The two just looked at each other. Finally Mia smiled. "Just be careful. OK!" Brian pulled back, with a confused look spreading across his face. "What, you're not coming?" he asked her. He took it that Mia would be there with the others. She played with the covers. "I'm not sure. I'll probably be there. But if I'm not, just be careful" she warned him. "Where else will you be?" he asked, wondering what better things she had to do. "Nowhere. I might just not feel like it. I might get upset" she smiled at him. "OK. Promise" he agreed. "And make sure Dom doesn't pull those damn guns unless he has to. Alright?" she said with a more serious tone to her voice. "He knows. Don't worry. He knows what he's doing" Brian assured her. "Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of!" Mia finished.
Mia wrapped the long towel around her and tied it in place. When she came out of the bathroom, Brian was leaning against the window with his arms crossed across his chest. She was brushing her hair and stopped when she saw him. She threw the brush onto the bed and looked over at him. "Hi" she said after a long pause. She knew this was going to be an awkward conversation. "Hi" he replied, not moving and inch. She stood next to him, side by side. "You forgive me?" she asked quietly. "For what?" Brian asked as he turned his head to look at her. "For being so shitty with ya back there!" He dropped his eyes to the floor and nodded his head. "It's OK. I understand" he said as he turned and stood in front of her. He wrapped his arms around her and clasped his hands together behind her back. "How?" she asked as she placed her hands on his chest. "Letty told me about what had happened with you two" he explained. She dropped her arms and turned pale. "She what?" Mia snapped. "What did she tell you?" "That you were upset 'bout the race, and you had an argument!" He confessed. He softly shook his head from side to side, confusion setting in. "Why? What's wrong? You not telling' me somethin' here?" he threw questions at her from every angle. Mia sighed deeply and dropped her chin to meet her chest. "Mia what's up?" Brian asked, getting frustrated. He didn't understand why she'd gotten so worked up about what Letty had told him. "Miiaa!" he pleaded her to tell him. She looked back up at him. "No, everything's OK" she half-laughed with relief. "So why the panic?" he confronted her. She paused. "Just..I didn't want you to think I didn't believe in you. That's all." She made up an excuse and kissed him gently. "Now, I'm gonna get ready. So get outta here!" she pushed him towards the door and kissed him before pushing him out. Brian stopped the door from closing with his foot. "Don't I get to see what's under that towel?" he teased as he nodded towards the white towel, covering her naked body. "Maybe later. GO!" she ordered, firmly closing the door behind him. Once he was gone, she took off the towel and finished drying off. She stood at the foot of the bed, and looked down at her naked body. She thought of how her perfectly flat and toned stomach, would be swollen out like a whale. The thought was interrupted by Dom announcing that dinner was ready. "Take-away again" she thought to herself.
Brian had noticed that something was wrong with Mia that night. She barely spoke, and her and Letty kept on looking at each other without saying anything. But he kept quiet about it. He decided that Mia would tell him about it when she was ready. Everyone had gone to bed early that night. Mia was lying with her back to Brian, and he was sitting up, staring into the darkness. Neither of them were sleeping. Brian looked down at Mia. "Mia, you awake?" he placed his hand on her side. "Yeah. I'm awake" she replied. She rolled over and placed her head on his stomach. Brian played with her hair, and pushed it out of her face. "I cant sleep!" she told him. "What's botherin' you?" he asked her, still staring into the dark room. "The race" she answered. "I can't help thinkin' about it." He laughed softly. "God, stop freakin' out about it. Just chill!" he laughed louder. Mia pushed off his chest and sat up, pulling the covers up with her and tucking them under her arms. "Brian wake up!" she raised her voice at him. "This guy killed three people that beat him. What if you beat him too?" she shouted at him. "Mia, it's all taken care of!" Brian widened his eyes at her. He knew straight away that he shouldn't have said it. Mia stared at him. "What does that mean?" she questioned him. "Nothing, forget it" he told her as he got out of bed and opened the window. "Brian, what does that mean? Tell me!" she shouted at him. "Dom's got it covered! No sweat." Mia knew what he talking about. "Oh shit," she swore. "You mean he's got those fucking guns with him!" she finished for him. When Dom got into trouble with guys in L.A. before, he'd bought guns for Vince, Leon, Jesse, and himself. Top of the range hand and shot-guns. Letty had insisted that she should get one too, so Dom had bought her one and taught her how to shoot. Mia stayed out of it, and didn't get involved. She hated guns. "We probably wont even need them. It's just in case Tyler gets rough. You know what he's like Mia!" She knew that there was no way to change things, so she lay back in bed, and looked at the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, she looked over at Brian. He was resting on her arms, looking out the window. "Aight. Just come back to bed." He turned and looked at her, then shut the window and crawled back into bed. The two just looked at each other. Finally Mia smiled. "Just be careful. OK!" Brian pulled back, with a confused look spreading across his face. "What, you're not coming?" he asked her. He took it that Mia would be there with the others. She played with the covers. "I'm not sure. I'll probably be there. But if I'm not, just be careful" she warned him. "Where else will you be?" he asked, wondering what better things she had to do. "Nowhere. I might just not feel like it. I might get upset" she smiled at him. "OK. Promise" he agreed. "And make sure Dom doesn't pull those damn guns unless he has to. Alright?" she said with a more serious tone to her voice. "He knows. Don't worry. He knows what he's doing" Brian assured her. "Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of!" Mia finished.
