CHAPTER 4 – Roman

Stacey's P.O.V

I pulled in to Rome's drive. His car was outside so I knew he was home. I turned off the engine and sighed. This was gonna be a long day, I had to explain I had gotten married, the black eye, why I didn't want Dom to know I was here, what I planned on doing, everything…I wasn't looking forward to this.

I opened my door and got out I looked up at the house, it was a white house, pretty big too, he lived there with his younger brother, Jordan who was 19, he was never really home though.

I closed my door and opened Juniors door. "baby" I said taking off his seat belt "sweetheart" I said picking him up. he stirred and groaned a little but didn't wake up completely and when he was in my arms he put his head on my shoulder and went back to sleep.

I sighed before knocking on Roman's door. I waited a couple of minutes and then the door opened.

"Hey Baby Girl" Jordan said smiling at me.

"hey stranger" I said smiling back at him walking in to the house. he hugged me sort of without waking Junior. He looked so much like Roman it was scary, if Jordan was just a little taller you wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

"You need help with your bags?" Jordan asked closing the door.

"No it can wait" I explained.

"Nice shiner" he told me.

I had forgotten about that "thanks" I replied losing my smile. "Where's Rome?" I asked before he could ask any more questions.

"I'm here" Roman said walking in through the kitchen wiping his hands on a dirty rag.

"Hey" I said looking at him. He walked over to me and hugged me.

"What happened to the eye?" he asked coming out of the hug.

I sighed loudly "Can I put him down first?" I asked pointing to Junior in my arms.

"Here I'll take him" Jordan said taking him off me and climbing the stairs.

I explained to Roman what had happened with Mark, about marrying him and then him hitting me, he said I always had a thing for arseholes; it was a dig at Dom. They had been working together so I guess he had gotten to know him a little better and they had not liked one another, it was understandable, they were both stubborn as hell, had huge egos, and had to be the best at everything, they were so alike in so many ways but I wasn't going to tell either of them that.

Roman asked me if I was going to get back with Mark, I explained that I'd come to California to race to make some money so I could file for divorce.

"Wow" he said shocked

"Rome I grew up being beaten to a bloody mess nearly every day, and I put my dad in jail no way am I gonna let Mark hit me. They say sorry and that they'll never do it again but they always do and I'm not gonna stick around and wait for him to do it again"

"What about your house and stuff?" Roman asked me. I looked at my feet and began to mess with my finger; it was something I did when I was nervous.

"It's his, we put it in his name so it's his, and he can have it. The garage is still mine though, gave my assistant manager a promotion, I just gotta sit back and enjoy the money" I explained to him.

We talked some more about things that happened in the last 8 and a half months whilst we bought my bags in from the car. He told me about the races that Dom had won, Rome had raced him a couple times and came in second and Rome wasn't one for losing so he was improving his car then he was gonna take him on again.

I laughed at his suggestion of putting rocket engines in his car; "if he keeps up his new routine he will be easy to beat" Rome said closing the front door behind me with his foot as he was carrying one of my huge suitcases.

"What do you mean?" I asked walking up the stairs with my last bag.

"He's been drunk since the moment he came back from Mexico the second time" Rome said following me up the stairs.

"What do you mean the second time?" I asked stopping at the top of the stairs. He struggled passed me with the suitcase and put it in my room.

"He came to Mexico like a month or so after you left, to tell you Letty's baby is Leon's" Rome explained to me like it was old news. Which I guess to him it was…but it was new to me. Dom must have come when I was on my honeymoon, Melissa (Mark's sister who was house sitting for me) must have told him. He knew I was married! God!

"What!" I squealed

"I thought you knew?"

"I haven't spoke to any of them since I left" I said.

"He's shagging Shannon to" he added walking down the stairs.

"He's shagging Disease!" I exclaimed following him. Shannon was a slag, would sleep with anything that was willing to sleep with her; she'd slept with practically everyone so I called her Disease. She really hated me cause I was a good racer and all the guys spoke to me, and she had a huge crush on Rome when I was with him.

"Yep" he said flopping himself on to the couch.

"I gotta go see him" I said after standing and staring at nothing for a couple of minutes. Letty's baby was Leon's. He was shagging Shannon; he was on a war path.