Dom's POV:
I can't take my eyes off of her. She's sitting on the steps with Leon and Vince now staring out into the darkness. She looks so beautiful. I watch her for a long time as Cami kisses my neck. Our eyes finally meet and she stands up quickly and walks back inside the house. I pick Cami up and sit her down on the bench beside me before standing up and following Letty into the house. I walk quickly up to her and grab her arm right before she gets to the stairs. "Letty.." I say as she turns and looks at me, "are you okay?". She nods and pulls away from me before running up the stairs. I follow her and grab her arm at the top of the stairs. Our eyes meet and I begin to move my lips slowly down onto hers. "Your so beautiful," I whisper right before I kiss her softly.
Her arms move up around my neck as she kisses me back. As I begin to kiss her a little harder I start to wander what I'm doing. Why am I kissing Letty? This is crazy. I pull away from her and lean against the wall. I don't know what to say so I just stare at her. I lick my lips and look down the stairs. No one saw us. I could just walk away and pretend like nothing happened. I look into her eyes one last time and start walking back down the stairs. "Dom?" I turn to look back up at her when I hear her say my name. "What Letty?" I say as I look up at her. She glares at me, obviously noticing that I just want to get away from her and forget what happened. "I hate you," she says quietly before walking down the hall and into Mia's room.
I walk quickly out the front door to avoid Cami and everyone else at the party. I glance up at Mia's bedroom window and see Letty watching me. I climb into my car and drive off. I don't know what my problem is. She must have wanted it just as much as I did so why did I walk away? I'll just keep telling myself that its because she is Mia's friend and that she's only sixteen. Of course that is it. She's only sixteen. She's just too young for me.
I get back home around three in the morning. Letty is asleep on the couch with the t.v. on. I walk into the living room and turn it off. I sit down in a chair and watch her sleep. She looks so innocent. I feel so stupid for not seeing how beautiful she was before now. The way that one strand of hair lays across her cheek, every little thing seems so much different now but I still don't want it to be different so I'll just go on treating her like I always have and forget about last night. I stand up and run quickly up the stairs to my room. I'll just forget about how beautiful she is.