It's Hard to Choose But It's Even Harder to Let Go: Chapter 4: Rated R:
Language: 3rd Person POV:
"Why isn't there any fucking thing playing on a Saturday?! IT'S SATURDAY!!" Letty shouted, pissed by all the infomercials, paid programs, and just some gay ass T.V. shows that would be better left canceled. "Stupid infomercials," she muttered as she picked at the buttons of the remote, passing about ten or eleven infomercials consecutively.
When she was still picking at the remote, Dom unlocked the door and opened it, stepping in. He looked at Letty and smiled as he saw his fiance's glare as she was mumbling curses at the T.V. He walked over to her and kissed the top of her head. "Hey babe," he whispered, chuckling a little, "Anything good to watch?"
"Shut up!" she retorted, still picking at the remote, "All these stupid infomercials! You think they would stop at channel 50!"
Dom just laughed and went over to the T.V., switching it off. "Hey!" Letty growled, sitting up, "I was about to find something good!"
"How long were you surfing the channels?" he raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
Letty sank back down on the couch, and looked away, her eyebrows furrowed. "An hour," she muttered softly.
"How many times?" he smirked, sitting down next to her.
".seven," she replied, still looking away.
"Exactly," he grinned.
"Well, it's better then just sitting here waiting for Mia-" Letty stopped. Shit!
Dom squinted. "Waiting for Mia? Where the hell she go?"
Shit Letty! Think! Think!.Got it! "I'm.waiting for her to come home from her friend's house," she smiled nervously.
"Who's her friend?" he questioned.
"C.Cr.Christina! Yeah!.Christina," I nodded.
"Chrisina? I haven't heard of her before," he pondered.
"Yeah, well she just moved here."
"Does she come to races?"
".Yeah, sure."
"Well, I haven't seen her or heard of her.I basically know whoever comes there.oh! Yeah! I have seen her!"
"You have?" she raised an eyebrow.
He nodded. "She's the short brown haired chick right? The girl that always wears black or brown leather mini skirts and always puts her hair up in a bun? It's her right?"
".Yeah.sure," she stuttered, smiling. A second later, the smile faded. "How would you know all that stuff about her?!" she questioned, harsh memories crowding her mind.
He just shrugged and smiled nervously. She raised my eyebrows, accusations clouding me but he laid his lips on mine, kissing them away. "I love you," he whispered softly as he pulled away. She smiled and laid her forehead on his. "I love you too," she whispered back evenly.
A minute later, Mia came barging through the door with a smile plastered on her face. Dom and Letty both looked at her and walked over. "What are you so happy about?" Dom questioned, crossing his arms.
"I've had a great night!" she squealed, the smile never leaving her face.
"With Christina?"
"Chri-" Mia looked at him awkwardly. She looked behind him and saw Letty. She raised her eyebrows, glancing from her to Dom, silently telling her to play along.
She got it and grinned. "Yeah! I've had a great time with Christina! We got to know eachother really well!"
"Good," Dom smiled, "It's nice to see you smiling again."
Mia nodded and looked at Letty, silently thanking her. She nodded, smiling.
Dom turned to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm gonna head up to bed. You coming?" he asked seductively.
She smirked. "In a minute."
He nodded and gave her a soft peck on the lips. He turned and kissed Mia's cheek as he ran up the stairs and into our room, shutting the door softly behind him. Letty looked at Mia and sighed. "Tell me about your night," she demanded, "and DON'T leave anything out!"
Please Review!
Foxy-Latina: I swear I didn't know your story was like mine. I haven't been reading much lately so I really didn't know! What a coincidence!lol. Love you gurl!
~ML~
"Why isn't there any fucking thing playing on a Saturday?! IT'S SATURDAY!!" Letty shouted, pissed by all the infomercials, paid programs, and just some gay ass T.V. shows that would be better left canceled. "Stupid infomercials," she muttered as she picked at the buttons of the remote, passing about ten or eleven infomercials consecutively.
When she was still picking at the remote, Dom unlocked the door and opened it, stepping in. He looked at Letty and smiled as he saw his fiance's glare as she was mumbling curses at the T.V. He walked over to her and kissed the top of her head. "Hey babe," he whispered, chuckling a little, "Anything good to watch?"
"Shut up!" she retorted, still picking at the remote, "All these stupid infomercials! You think they would stop at channel 50!"
Dom just laughed and went over to the T.V., switching it off. "Hey!" Letty growled, sitting up, "I was about to find something good!"
"How long were you surfing the channels?" he raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
Letty sank back down on the couch, and looked away, her eyebrows furrowed. "An hour," she muttered softly.
"How many times?" he smirked, sitting down next to her.
".seven," she replied, still looking away.
"Exactly," he grinned.
"Well, it's better then just sitting here waiting for Mia-" Letty stopped. Shit!
Dom squinted. "Waiting for Mia? Where the hell she go?"
Shit Letty! Think! Think!.Got it! "I'm.waiting for her to come home from her friend's house," she smiled nervously.
"Who's her friend?" he questioned.
"C.Cr.Christina! Yeah!.Christina," I nodded.
"Chrisina? I haven't heard of her before," he pondered.
"Yeah, well she just moved here."
"Does she come to races?"
".Yeah, sure."
"Well, I haven't seen her or heard of her.I basically know whoever comes there.oh! Yeah! I have seen her!"
"You have?" she raised an eyebrow.
He nodded. "She's the short brown haired chick right? The girl that always wears black or brown leather mini skirts and always puts her hair up in a bun? It's her right?"
".Yeah.sure," she stuttered, smiling. A second later, the smile faded. "How would you know all that stuff about her?!" she questioned, harsh memories crowding her mind.
He just shrugged and smiled nervously. She raised my eyebrows, accusations clouding me but he laid his lips on mine, kissing them away. "I love you," he whispered softly as he pulled away. She smiled and laid her forehead on his. "I love you too," she whispered back evenly.
A minute later, Mia came barging through the door with a smile plastered on her face. Dom and Letty both looked at her and walked over. "What are you so happy about?" Dom questioned, crossing his arms.
"I've had a great night!" she squealed, the smile never leaving her face.
"With Christina?"
"Chri-" Mia looked at him awkwardly. She looked behind him and saw Letty. She raised her eyebrows, glancing from her to Dom, silently telling her to play along.
She got it and grinned. "Yeah! I've had a great time with Christina! We got to know eachother really well!"
"Good," Dom smiled, "It's nice to see you smiling again."
Mia nodded and looked at Letty, silently thanking her. She nodded, smiling.
Dom turned to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm gonna head up to bed. You coming?" he asked seductively.
She smirked. "In a minute."
He nodded and gave her a soft peck on the lips. He turned and kissed Mia's cheek as he ran up the stairs and into our room, shutting the door softly behind him. Letty looked at Mia and sighed. "Tell me about your night," she demanded, "and DON'T leave anything out!"
Please Review!
Foxy-Latina: I swear I didn't know your story was like mine. I haven't been reading much lately so I really didn't know! What a coincidence!lol. Love you gurl!
~ML~