Chapter 9
A week later, I'm unpacking our stuff. We came to live in the Toretto house for a while. Me and V are sharing a room. We just lay and talk for hours during the night. Our roo---Dom's room is next to me and V's. We talk about life, our past. The funny shit. The good times. All the dumb shit Jesse used to do to keep us laughing. The way he would stay up all night on coffee fixing an engine or two and the next morning when we got there, he would jump out with huge bags under his eyes and then he would just fall asleep in the middle of a conversation. Yeah, those were the good times.
We laughed until we couldn't anymore. We were quiet for awhile and then all the memories flooded back and all the shit. I just started crying and it scared me. I never do that. Not in front of anyone.
Vince keeps telling me, "It'll all work out." He never was good at giving advice, but his heart was always in the right place.
"Come on Let," he says to me suddenly, "let's go have a pillow fight. You even get to kick my ass. How's that?"
I laugh. He's such a good friend.
"That'd be nice." I grab a pillow and swing. He ducks and I swing again, trying to hit his good arm. I don't wanna hurt him.
He trips on some sheets and falls. I laugh. He grabs me by the leg and pulls me down. He groans.
"Ugh, Letty damn! What have you been eating?" He pushes me off.
"I dunno but you're about to eat my pillow!" We both laugh and I throw the pillow at him. I run down the stairs and into the kitchen almost falling from laughing so hard. He's at my heels and I surprise him by spraying him with the mini hose shower in the kitchen.
"Ahh! That's cold, you crazy ho!" I laugh and grab some of the extra soap suds that Mia left in the sink. Oooh, she's gonna be pissed when she comes back in from taking out the trash.
"Die sucker!" I yelled as I soaped up his tank top pretty good. Mia slams the back door shut. And we stop immediately and look at her.
"What is the meaning of this?!?! She shrieked. I just finished cleaning.
"Me and V turn and look at each other with mischievous eyes. We walk up to Mia.
"God, Mia. We are SO sorry...NOT!" We soak her and throw her on the floor and tickle her. She actually wet herself!!!! Oh man, oh man, I haven't laughed that hard in a while.
Me and Dom used to laugh like that. Laugh until our faces hurt, until we couldn't laugh anymore.
*~ Flashback ~*
"Come on, Dom. Let's go play on the court. I'll beat your ass anyday." I said. All cocky and shit.
"Yeah right, Letty." He's smiling.
You think I'm playing?" I looked at Mia, Vince, Leon, and Jesse with exaggerated cockiness. "He thinks I'm fuckin' playin'." They just laughed.
"Aiight big man, come show me what you got. Oh and get ready to have your ass handed to you." I throw him the basketball and we walk down the street to the court laughing the whole way.
By the time the game was over it was dark and he beat me bad. I knew I sucked I just liked to play with him. The we wood go to this really dark spot on the old bleachers and fuck just for the hell of it. Not to make up, or to get our mind off things, or to release stress. We fucked just to fuck. And it was so good. He would come so loud that I would have to cover his mouth laughing the whole time.
*~End of flashback~*
A week later, I'm unpacking our stuff. We came to live in the Toretto house for a while. Me and V are sharing a room. We just lay and talk for hours during the night. Our roo---Dom's room is next to me and V's. We talk about life, our past. The funny shit. The good times. All the dumb shit Jesse used to do to keep us laughing. The way he would stay up all night on coffee fixing an engine or two and the next morning when we got there, he would jump out with huge bags under his eyes and then he would just fall asleep in the middle of a conversation. Yeah, those were the good times.
We laughed until we couldn't anymore. We were quiet for awhile and then all the memories flooded back and all the shit. I just started crying and it scared me. I never do that. Not in front of anyone.
Vince keeps telling me, "It'll all work out." He never was good at giving advice, but his heart was always in the right place.
"Come on Let," he says to me suddenly, "let's go have a pillow fight. You even get to kick my ass. How's that?"
I laugh. He's such a good friend.
"That'd be nice." I grab a pillow and swing. He ducks and I swing again, trying to hit his good arm. I don't wanna hurt him.
He trips on some sheets and falls. I laugh. He grabs me by the leg and pulls me down. He groans.
"Ugh, Letty damn! What have you been eating?" He pushes me off.
"I dunno but you're about to eat my pillow!" We both laugh and I throw the pillow at him. I run down the stairs and into the kitchen almost falling from laughing so hard. He's at my heels and I surprise him by spraying him with the mini hose shower in the kitchen.
"Ahh! That's cold, you crazy ho!" I laugh and grab some of the extra soap suds that Mia left in the sink. Oooh, she's gonna be pissed when she comes back in from taking out the trash.
"Die sucker!" I yelled as I soaped up his tank top pretty good. Mia slams the back door shut. And we stop immediately and look at her.
"What is the meaning of this?!?! She shrieked. I just finished cleaning.
"Me and V turn and look at each other with mischievous eyes. We walk up to Mia.
"God, Mia. We are SO sorry...NOT!" We soak her and throw her on the floor and tickle her. She actually wet herself!!!! Oh man, oh man, I haven't laughed that hard in a while.
Me and Dom used to laugh like that. Laugh until our faces hurt, until we couldn't laugh anymore.
*~ Flashback ~*
"Come on, Dom. Let's go play on the court. I'll beat your ass anyday." I said. All cocky and shit.
"Yeah right, Letty." He's smiling.
You think I'm playing?" I looked at Mia, Vince, Leon, and Jesse with exaggerated cockiness. "He thinks I'm fuckin' playin'." They just laughed.
"Aiight big man, come show me what you got. Oh and get ready to have your ass handed to you." I throw him the basketball and we walk down the street to the court laughing the whole way.
By the time the game was over it was dark and he beat me bad. I knew I sucked I just liked to play with him. The we wood go to this really dark spot on the old bleachers and fuck just for the hell of it. Not to make up, or to get our mind off things, or to release stress. We fucked just to fuck. And it was so good. He would come so loud that I would have to cover his mouth laughing the whole time.
*~End of flashback~*