A New Life for Two
Lauren Jillian
Action/Adventure/Romance
Summary: Jen and Lita leave New York to start a new life, they go to LA and meet the Fast the Furious crew. Will the team be able to heal the girls' wounds? Will their past leave them alone and not follow? Sorry but not very good on summaries
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fast and the Furious characters. The characters Jen, Lita, Jeff, Harold and Kris are mine.
R: for violence, language, drug usage, and sexual content; ::No Lemons:: I think...
Chapter 1
Trick or Treat?
I hate this fuckin life
21-year-old Jeniffer Madison looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror that was in the entrance hall of her New York apartment. She looked long and hard at herself and began to get angrier every minute at what she saw. Her long muddy brown hair clung to her face and body. A long streak of mascara dripped down her face, her skimpy waitress uniform clung to her body tightly, showing off each curve in her body. There was a rip in her stockings and the heel from her left dress shoe was broken off. If people had seen her now they would think that she was some skimpy whore that was caught in the rain. The only thing that gave away her true self to the outside world was her eyes'. Everyone in her life said that they could fall in her deep chocolate brown eyes, and just swim right into her soul. Jeniffers friends knew that she had graduated at the top of her class from the top college for fashion designers and artists.
God I look like shit...
Jen took off her jacket and the skimpy Halloween custom that her now ex picked for her. She walked across the wood floors of the hallway leading into the living room, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the wood, and turned on her new stereo system her dad just bought her. Jen turned on her favorite radio station and out came Evanescence "Going Under".
Now I will tell you what I've done for you...
50 thousand tears I've cried
Screaming and bleeding for you...
Amen to that.
Jen began to rip off her ruined stockings and the rest of her wet clothes and entered into her bathroom. She lit two of her lavender candles and turned on the shower to hot. Once it was perfect she jumped into the spray of the shower and allowed the hot water to flow down her cold and numb body. Memories form the party began coming to her mind, she tightened her lids shut, trying to shut them out. She didn't want to remember and cut deeper into her heart.
::Flashback::
"Hey Jen come on hurry up or you'll miss out on one of my famous home videos!"
"I'm coming Jeff!"
Jen walked out of the kitchen holding some beers. She handed one to her best friend Litara, a.k.a Lita, one to Jeff and the other for herself. She sat on the couch next to her boyfriend of 3 years, Harold. He scooted over keeping some space between them; he didn't like to be so close when they were near people.
"Ok here it goes." Jeff smiled and started the tape. Jeff always had it in his head that he would become a great film director, he always showed off one of his new pieces of work when we get together.
It was great. Jeff was able to get footage of some people getting drunk or stoned off of heroine at one of the parties after the race. Edited between each take of people were bits of the race that Lita was in. A car sped across the screen bringing in a new location. She immediately recognized it at being at the cabin that Lita, Jeff, Harold and herself went to two weekends ago. We saw Lita drunk as hell and watched as the camera followed her into a bedroom where she would pass out. The footage went out for a sec, then it appeared again and it seemed like Jeff was looking for her and Harold. Next thing they knew Jeff was running toward the cabin and going up stairs toward a room where noises were coming from.
"Ok, Jen and Harold don't get mad at me. I couldn't help I swear I didn't see anything this will be my first, but it sounded like you two were having some hard core action." Jeff wiggled his eyebrows and looked back at the TV.
"What!?" Jen looked at the back of her friends head, she felt Harold tense up next to her, and she instantly felt her stomach do flips.
We never had sex...I'm still a fuckin virgin!
"Holy shit!" Jeff exclaimed, but Jen didn't hear her eyes were glued to the screen.
Right there was Harold making love with someone else, and it wasn't her. But it seemed that he was doing all the work, then they all knew why. The females face came to view and it was Lita. The bastard was fuckin her while she was passed out. Jen looked over at Lita, her face was so pale.
"Jen let me explain," Harold was looking at her, but she didn't hear him. Jen felt herself go on autopilot and grabbed her jacket. She noticed it was raining, but she didn't care. The last thing she heard was Harold's voice screaming for her to get back there and not to ever walk away from him.
::End Flashback::
That fuckin bastard...
Jen turned off the now cold shower, she leaned her head against the shower door. She walked out and blew out the candles and wrapped herself in her favorite cotton bathrobe. Jen walked out of the bathroom with the steam following her into the much cooler hall. She headed toward the kitchen, she needed a cup of hot tea...
Brrriiiinnnnggg... Brrriiiinnnnngggg...
Jen turned slowly and stared blankly at the phone.
::Answering Machine::
Hey you've reached Jens! If your getting this that means I'm not here. Leave a message at the tone. Ta-ra!
::Beep::
"Jen, its Harold. I know your there. Please Jen let me explain, it was stupid, we were both drunk and I swore I thought that it was you. You know that you're the only one I love. Call me. Bye."
::Click::
Jen just stood there. Yeah sure you were drunk, drunk for lust. Michelle Branch "Goodbye to you" came blasting out of the stereo. Jen looked out the window and watched it rain.
Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by
I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing
are starting to get old It feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend
And I said,
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
I still get lost in your eyes And it seems that I can't live a day
without you
Closing my eyes and you chase my
thoughts away
To a place where
I am blinded by the light
But it's not right
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours
and I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star
The skies crying... I'm surprised I haven't yet
Jen looked at the phone. She knew what to do, she hated this life, and she wanted a new one. Jen picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello?" Jen smiled.
"Hey Kris, its Jen, I called to ask for a favor..."
"Oh no, this isn't good. When your little sister calls for favors... at about 1 am in New York nonetheless." Silence grew on the other side, Jen knew her sister was thinking. "What's the favor?"
"Can I come stay with you?"
"What!?"
"Please Kris, I just found out an hour or so ago that Harold had sex with Lita two weekends ago at the cabin."
"I'm sorry Hun," silence again. "Ok, but call Dad tomorrow and see about getting you some money and some wheels for over here. I can't drive you around everywhere."
"Thanks Kris! You'll never know I was there."
"Yeah, yeah... talk to you later!"
"K, bye."
Jen hung up the phone. Well if I'm to start a new life in L.A. She looked at herself in the mirror. Then I believe a new look is in order!
Authors Note
Hey! This is my first fanfic... I hope I do well, and I'd appreciate reviews with advice. PLEASE! I'll follow the advice. I'll be asking later on what I should do for pairings, so keep your mind open. Thanks again!
Ta-ra, Lauren Jillian