Chapter 11
We left for Cali this morning and I just walked around helping Mia clean and working on my car some. I ate a couple times and made Leon go get me some blueberries. I had a craving. Then I wanted a funnel cake. He was bitchin' askin me where the hell was he gonna find a funnel cake if there wasn't anywhere that sold them.
Dom is in the living room smokin' a joint. He just got off the phone. Probably with one of the gangs, to fill him in on what's been goin' on since we were gone.
I think I'll go to sleep and see what happens tomorrow.
***
I woke up around ten and went with Mia to buy groceries and restock the fridge and cabinets. When I got home it was around one thirty. After we were done it was about two. I went outside to get some fresh air and sun and sat on the front steps. Guess who the hell was there. Trisha fuckin' Tran and some little boy. Some little boy who just HAPPENED to look a lot like Dom.
My mouth just dropped and I was giving them both looks from hell. I was good at that.
"Where the hell you get that?" I snarled with my husky-no bullshit accent. I meant the baby. "Pick it up somewhere?"
And she gave me one of those sickening smiles dripping with sarcasm. She fuckin' turns to the kid and says, "What's the matter Dominic?"
I had to act like I didn't care. For the kid's sake. Then she had to push her luck.
"I named him after his daddy." I got to my feet and was about to rearrange her face when V came up behind me and hauled me off like I was a suitcase. When he sat me down in the kitchen where Mia was, I exploded.
"Dammit, what the fuck! Dom has a son! With my fuckin' archrival, Trisha fuckin' Tran?!?! He's about 2 years old, Mia! Do you know what that means? He did it with her three years ago and I never knew."
Mia looked tired. Not from cleaning but from life. She sighed and put the rag down and looked at me a second before she said, "Well, mija. You also did it three years ago with Dom's best friend and Dom never knew. So when the shit hits the fan...it makes a big ass mess."
Ouch. It hurt, but it was the truth. Vince and Leon decided to take me out and get my mind off things.
A half a tank of gas, 4 Hershey's kisses and 2 burgers fries and a coke later we were home.
I looked in the living room. Great. Trisha had left him here with Dom. But I sat there on the steps and watched the whole time. Watching Dom play with him and I saw him smile. Smile for the first time in what seemed like ages. Watched his inner child come out and play with the bubbly 2 year old. I looked at the baby and he looked a lot like Dom. Except for the Asian eyes he had inherited from Trisha. But everything else, color, nose, lips, ears, smile was Dom's all the way.
I can't believe I sat there for the rest of the two hours he was there. But I did. It was so captivating.
I saw the look in his eyes as Trisha came to pick him up. Knew he didn't want to give him back but knew he had to act could see Trisha's smug face as she took him back knowing it hurt him. And right then and there. In that moment, I forgot everything.
When he closed the door I hugged him. I didn't want anymore bullshit. I just wanted him. Now.
"Hola, Papi." I say.
"Papi?" He chokes on it. To anyone else it would have sounded like a laugh but I knew he was hurting. I try to touch his face and he catches it and looks at me with those eyes. Those begging, hurting, sorry eyes of his.
"Are you sure?" He asks, and I knew that all those times he hurt me that he didn't mean it and I knew I had done that to him too.
"Si papi, te quiero." I repeated those words from my 16th birthday when he was questioning me about making love with him. He swallowed hard and for a brief moment I think he doesn't want me, but then his eyes give it all away. He's remembering. He wants me too. "Dom, Please now."
He slides his hands down my waist and carries me upstairs and prepared myself for a couple of hours of sensual lovemaking. It was then that I realized, no matter what happens in our crazy lives he'll always be the only one.
Submit ReviewReport Possible AbuseAdd Story to FavoritesAdd Author to FavoritesAdd Author to Author Alert 1. Prologue2. Chapter 1 The News3. Chapter 2 Battle Wounds4. Chapter 3 Facing Your Fears5. Chapter 4 Artificially Sweet6. Chapter 5 Untamed Violence7. Chapter 6 50 Thousand Tears8. Chapter 7 2Fast 2Furious9. Chapter 8 Together Anymore10. Chapter 9 The Not So Bad Times11. Chapter 10 Boogie Man12. Chapter 11 Shitty Fan13. Chapter 12: Tying Loose Ends14. Chapter 13: It's Not Over Yet15. Chapter 14: Something That Wasn't Planne...16. Chapter 15: Guess Who?
We left for Cali this morning and I just walked around helping Mia clean and working on my car some. I ate a couple times and made Leon go get me some blueberries. I had a craving. Then I wanted a funnel cake. He was bitchin' askin me where the hell was he gonna find a funnel cake if there wasn't anywhere that sold them.
Dom is in the living room smokin' a joint. He just got off the phone. Probably with one of the gangs, to fill him in on what's been goin' on since we were gone.
I think I'll go to sleep and see what happens tomorrow.
***
I woke up around ten and went with Mia to buy groceries and restock the fridge and cabinets. When I got home it was around one thirty. After we were done it was about two. I went outside to get some fresh air and sun and sat on the front steps. Guess who the hell was there. Trisha fuckin' Tran and some little boy. Some little boy who just HAPPENED to look a lot like Dom.
My mouth just dropped and I was giving them both looks from hell. I was good at that.
"Where the hell you get that?" I snarled with my husky-no bullshit accent. I meant the baby. "Pick it up somewhere?"
And she gave me one of those sickening smiles dripping with sarcasm. She fuckin' turns to the kid and says, "What's the matter Dominic?"
I had to act like I didn't care. For the kid's sake. Then she had to push her luck.
"I named him after his daddy." I got to my feet and was about to rearrange her face when V came up behind me and hauled me off like I was a suitcase. When he sat me down in the kitchen where Mia was, I exploded.
"Dammit, what the fuck! Dom has a son! With my fuckin' archrival, Trisha fuckin' Tran?!?! He's about 2 years old, Mia! Do you know what that means? He did it with her three years ago and I never knew."
Mia looked tired. Not from cleaning but from life. She sighed and put the rag down and looked at me a second before she said, "Well, mija. You also did it three years ago with Dom's best friend and Dom never knew. So when the shit hits the fan...it makes a big ass mess."
Ouch. It hurt, but it was the truth. Vince and Leon decided to take me out and get my mind off things.
A half a tank of gas, 4 Hershey's kisses and 2 burgers fries and a coke later we were home.
I looked in the living room. Great. Trisha had left him here with Dom. But I sat there on the steps and watched the whole time. Watching Dom play with him and I saw him smile. Smile for the first time in what seemed like ages. Watched his inner child come out and play with the bubbly 2 year old. I looked at the baby and he looked a lot like Dom. Except for the Asian eyes he had inherited from Trisha. But everything else, color, nose, lips, ears, smile was Dom's all the way.
I can't believe I sat there for the rest of the two hours he was there. But I did. It was so captivating.
I saw the look in his eyes as Trisha came to pick him up. Knew he didn't want to give him back but knew he had to act could see Trisha's smug face as she took him back knowing it hurt him. And right then and there. In that moment, I forgot everything.
When he closed the door I hugged him. I didn't want anymore bullshit. I just wanted him. Now.
"Hola, Papi." I say.
"Papi?" He chokes on it. To anyone else it would have sounded like a laugh but I knew he was hurting. I try to touch his face and he catches it and looks at me with those eyes. Those begging, hurting, sorry eyes of his.
"Are you sure?" He asks, and I knew that all those times he hurt me that he didn't mean it and I knew I had done that to him too.
"Si papi, te quiero." I repeated those words from my 16th birthday when he was questioning me about making love with him. He swallowed hard and for a brief moment I think he doesn't want me, but then his eyes give it all away. He's remembering. He wants me too. "Dom, Please now."
He slides his hands down my waist and carries me upstairs and prepared myself for a couple of hours of sensual lovemaking. It was then that I realized, no matter what happens in our crazy lives he'll always be the only one.
Submit ReviewReport Possible AbuseAdd Story to FavoritesAdd Author to FavoritesAdd Author to Author Alert 1. Prologue2. Chapter 1 The News3. Chapter 2 Battle Wounds4. Chapter 3 Facing Your Fears5. Chapter 4 Artificially Sweet6. Chapter 5 Untamed Violence7. Chapter 6 50 Thousand Tears8. Chapter 7 2Fast 2Furious9. Chapter 8 Together Anymore10. Chapter 9 The Not So Bad Times11. Chapter 10 Boogie Man12. Chapter 11 Shitty Fan13. Chapter 12: Tying Loose Ends14. Chapter 13: It's Not Over Yet15. Chapter 14: Something That Wasn't Planne...16. Chapter 15: Guess Who?