Author's note: I will try to write another chapter ASAP. Just Read and Review so I know I should keep going or I will be forced to erase this story and that would be sad cause I really want to continue with it.
Dom pulled up to the garage to find a beautiful woman sitting on the hood of her car yelling into her cell phone. "What do you mean I'm FIRED?! You told me I could have a few hours off this morning to fix my car and now you want to fire me? It's not my fault that Shelly didn't come in today is it? I wasn't with her last night to tell her not to drive drunk and crash into a friggen tree. Ya'll say you'll give me this then you fire my ass. This is not fair." There was a pause as she listened to the person on the other line then she yelled, "Life is not fair my ass! I've put in 8 years with this company not to mention the three years I worked in Arkansas and now you want to fire me… that's a lie and you and me know it! Budget cuts! To raise your own salary that's what it is! I'm homeless now. Where the hell am I supposed to live? Huh? Fine! Just remember that when you come crawling back to my ass wanting me back!" With that she hung up and kicked the front of her midnight blue Mitsubishi Eclipse.
"Woah there, you don't need to take it out on the car," Dom said walking up to this woman. "Are you Ms. Isabella?"
"Yes, and you must be Mr. Dominic Torretto. I guess I just made the biggest fool of myself just then and I apologize sir," Isabella said with a southern drawl. She was blushing immensely looking over at Dominic.
"No, it is fine. We all have our moments. Now what's wrong with it?" Dom said indicating to the car.
"Well, I need some new tires all around, an I need a new radiator. It blew a while ago and I've been waiting for my paycheck last night… if you know what I mean..." Isabella said indicating racing… "I borrowed a friends car last night. Well… how much do you think it'll cost?"
Dom was sizing Isabella up. She had a nice rack, nice abs and long legs. She looked like she ran a mile a day. "I hear you need a job… do you now anything about cars? I have been looking for a new mechanic..." Dom said quickly.
Isabella smiled a little embarrassed. "I know a little about cars. I know how to change the oil, change tires, put in oil and windshield wiper fluid and put the gas in. Besides that I'm completely oblivious," Isabella said shaking her head.
Dom put his arm up and whipped his stubbly head. He needed to shave it again soon. Letty used to do it, but Mia had been doing it recently. Mia… that was the answer. "How about counter sales?"
"What in the almighty world are you talking about?" Isabella asked confused.
"You just got fired right, well you need a job. I figured since I have some job openings you were the perfect answer," Dom said walking over to the garage door and opening it up for the day.
"Oh… well, Mr. Torretto…" Isabella said getting interrupted.
"Dom please," Dom said shaking his head.
"Alright, Dom, I'm a cleaner… I mean I clean houses for a living. I am in the assisted living department of a Retirement home. I go in to a person's home and live with them. I clean there house, and cook them food, distribute medication, lift them and carry them to the bathroom, bathe them, almost anything," Isabella said explaining her job.
"How much a month do you get paid?" Dom asked with an idea.
"I get $1000 a month, actually, but I have to buy my own food and other items," Isabella said completely confused. "But why do you want to know?"
"You just got yourself a job, except you don't have to bathe any of us or any of that since, you just got fired and have no where to live," Dom said yawning.
"Umm… I guess so. I have to get a few things from the house I was just living at and then I will meet you back here and you can drive me to your house I guess," Isabella said. "I just don't understand why you want to help me when you just met me."
"I'm a nice guy and we have an extra bedroom… or will soon since my sister is moving out and we need a woman to make sure we don't turn into slobs," Dom joked.
"Alright, but I don't do windows," Isabella laughed.
"Ok," Dom laughed a hearty laugh. "I just must say that it will be hard for the guys not to stare because you are very beautiful," Dom said seriously.
"Alright," Isabella said confused. "I'll meet you here at around 5 then… I guess."
"Ok, see you then Isabella," Dom said walking inside as Isabella walked off still very confused on why she ever said yes.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this chapter sucks, but I have a really good reason why. I had it all typed up… 6 pages and my computer crashed and I lost it all so I had to re-type it. Sorry. Hope you enjoy. I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can.