Broken Joy
By Kelly
(E-mail: Kelly@jadedjem.com)
A/N-: Sorry it took a little longer then expected to put up the next chapter. I have chapter 3 completed. And as yet have to choose a co-writer. I don't want to do. TOO much on the story without my co-writer, because I want it to be OUR story, but I'm not going to turn up my nose when inspiration hits.
TO MY REVEIWERS-:
Hiphopstar-: I have to say. HEHHEHEHEHE. You don't yet find out what happened to Dom and Letty, but you get a REALLY REALLY good hint as to what went on.
misspink-: Thanks! I try to be as descriptive as possible, but I find myself using certain phrases all the time so I try and give it some variety.
surfkristianc-: the plot is thickening a lot in this chapter it's more about the back-story then any major interaction.
Jimmyeatmyworld-: Hehehe such excitement! Thanks majorly! It's only taking me 2 days to up date that's like super updating for me! Because as some of the other reviewers will probably tell you. I SUCK at updating once I've lost the inspiration!
Foxy-: I can't make any promises I'd lose control of my brain in attempts to keep. My muses are fickle mistress's and I can't predict what'll happen anymore then anyone else. So I just hope I can keep you interested long enough for the story to un-ravel.
GreenGlowChasis-: Hey thanks I got your e-mail, I'll e-mail back tomorrow. But no this does not mark the end of Jealousy, actually I was hoping by writing this I'd get interested and un-blocked from writing Jealousy again, I have dabbled in a coupla paragraphs I may send them to you for a read over, they are nothing exciting by any means but some of your thoughts or opinions might be just what I need to start the writing going again!!!
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Chapter 2
"Mia and Jesse are on their way home, they just have to drop Ele off. Leon and I are gonna go see how Letty's holding up." Vince muttered to Dom, eyeing his friend slowly before muttering just as casually, "You sure you don't wanna come? I bet Letty would like to see ya." Vince said shrugging into his jacket.
"No, uh, no. Be best if I stay here. You'll tell me how the baby's doing right?" Dom asked rubbing his baldhead and looking at the only person he could trust to help him. Vince was the only one that knew the full story. Besides him and Letty... hell Dom wasn't even sure he knew the full story.
"Yeah. Sure brother." Vince nodded and he collected Leon at the door and they left to the sound of Leon asking if Dom was coming or not.
Dom sighed as he heard the car roar off down the street, he stared down at his hands that were now openly shaking, and stood and tossed the beer bottle he had been holding in the bin. He looked skyward silently demanding to know why his Joy had to be in the hospital. Why her? He couldn't even go and see her. He couldn't hold her and make sure she was alright. And Letty had stolen the right to drown himself in comforting her. He was left with nothing but going over and over in his head what could be wrong with Gabrielle Joy.
With a curse he turned to the staircase taking the steps two at a time, stopping at the baby's room. It had been Vince's room when they had been teenagers. He had been honoured when they had decided to make that the nursery. Well.... actually Dom had decided to make that the nursery. He'd also decided, with a little coaxing from Leon to paint it a soft soothing yellow.
In fact he'd gone shopping with Mia for the baby furniture, he's got Jesse to research all the friendliest baby products. He had organized everything at the hospital. He had gone out to get the weird assortment of food Letty craved. Sometimes only he showed up to the Lamaze classes. He'd read the books on what to expect when expecting, and he had worked full time, un- able to wait to get home to Letty and the bump. It had been him, Letty hadn't wanted much to do with the pregnancy or the baby at all. He hadn't cared at the time, shrugged it off as pregnancy hormones, and grumpiness at not being able to work.
He walked further into the room, feeling like he was doused in memories the second he entered. There he was changing Joy's diapers, feeding her, hanging mobiles, playing with her toes and bathing her, sometimes Mia was there cooing and playing, changing and adoring her niece. And even the guys had allowed themselves to be roped into being de-grudgingly enamoured of the newest Toretto.
Then there was Letty. Woman in charge of the baby, if anyone was. They, he, had decided she needed to stay home for a while, it was part of the bonding process between mother and child. He'd tried to convince her to breast-feed, she'd refused, but he could understand, it was her body. He could see her changing the baby, putting her in the cot. Rarely if ever bathing her. She had spent as little time as possible in the baby's room, and even less time with her baby. It was like... she thought their daughter was an annoying pet she'd got stuck looking after.
But Dom had ignored that too. She was used to being out and working. Being around cars and the boys. She was adjusting... it was a new experience for her and they all needed to be as supportive as possible for her. Even if that meant Dom had to get up every night to feed her.
Despite everything else he refused to acknowledge in his life at the time, he was the first to admit, that he adored his daughter. She had most of Letty's features... and his nearly baldhead. That had been the standard joke. He had loved the baby more then anything maybe even more then Letty. Because when Letty and the baby had gone missing one day, it was the baby Dom was looking for crazily.
He'd never in his life been so utterly afraid. Not when his father had died or he'd been sentenced to prison time in Lompoc. None of that clutched at his very soul like this had. His child, flesh and blood, so helpless and in need of him, was missing. And there were no clues to where she was. Not even any assurances that Letty was there to protect her. It had been the most frantic 3 weeks of his life.
When by chance, he'd seen Letty's car, pulling out of the drugstore, he'd followed it blind with hope it would lead him to his baby and his love. It pulled into a motel 6, so had Dom. His heart had banged against his chest when he saw Letty climb out and unlock the room, closing the door behind her. Where was the baby? Had they held it hostage to use Letty as their errand girl? Scenario's flashed in and out of his head as he dove out of the car, and ran straight into the door. Dividing it from its hinges easily.
Letty sat on an armchair, the television flashing quietly in front of her, she in the process of throwing back a cocktail of pills. The baby no-where in sight. Dom walked through the small room, finding a small side room with a rusting cot and Joy; he picked her up and felt her drenched diaper. He looked around. it didn't look like anyone else was around, that sent a shudder down his spine feverously, running a hand yet again over his tear- streaked, flushed cheeked baby, holding her protectively to his chest.
He heard the door downstairs open and then shut again with force, and the first thing he'd heard was. "DOMINIC ALESSANDRO TORETTO!" He jolted to reality and ran out of the room just as Mia walked determinedly up the stairs. "I can't believe I even have to say this to YOU, why aren't you at the hospital? Your daughter is sick!" Mia served furiously, and Dom lowered his ashamed head silently.
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**Preview of Chapter 3**
"Hey cutie, your mama's taking to uncle Vince she'll be back in a sec." Leon whispered to the child, fast asleep, at least he hoped it was sleep, in the bed. He ran a tentative hand over her tiny one, and his eye's narrowed, and he looked around the room, as if he expected to find some big bad demon to blame for what had happened to such a little girl.
"You know we all down for anything girl," Vince's voice carried.
Letty nodded taking a heavy breath. "It's, my fault Vince." She'd meant to say 'It's genetic' but her instead she'd blurted that out, and tears sprung from nowhere into her eye's, and Letty felt betrayed. By her tears. By herself. She had no right to feel that way; Gabby was the one that had been betrayed.
By Kelly
(E-mail: Kelly@jadedjem.com)
A/N-: Sorry it took a little longer then expected to put up the next chapter. I have chapter 3 completed. And as yet have to choose a co-writer. I don't want to do. TOO much on the story without my co-writer, because I want it to be OUR story, but I'm not going to turn up my nose when inspiration hits.
TO MY REVEIWERS-:
Hiphopstar-: I have to say. HEHHEHEHEHE. You don't yet find out what happened to Dom and Letty, but you get a REALLY REALLY good hint as to what went on.
misspink-: Thanks! I try to be as descriptive as possible, but I find myself using certain phrases all the time so I try and give it some variety.
surfkristianc-: the plot is thickening a lot in this chapter it's more about the back-story then any major interaction.
Jimmyeatmyworld-: Hehehe such excitement! Thanks majorly! It's only taking me 2 days to up date that's like super updating for me! Because as some of the other reviewers will probably tell you. I SUCK at updating once I've lost the inspiration!
Foxy-: I can't make any promises I'd lose control of my brain in attempts to keep. My muses are fickle mistress's and I can't predict what'll happen anymore then anyone else. So I just hope I can keep you interested long enough for the story to un-ravel.
GreenGlowChasis-: Hey thanks I got your e-mail, I'll e-mail back tomorrow. But no this does not mark the end of Jealousy, actually I was hoping by writing this I'd get interested and un-blocked from writing Jealousy again, I have dabbled in a coupla paragraphs I may send them to you for a read over, they are nothing exciting by any means but some of your thoughts or opinions might be just what I need to start the writing going again!!!
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Chapter 2
"Mia and Jesse are on their way home, they just have to drop Ele off. Leon and I are gonna go see how Letty's holding up." Vince muttered to Dom, eyeing his friend slowly before muttering just as casually, "You sure you don't wanna come? I bet Letty would like to see ya." Vince said shrugging into his jacket.
"No, uh, no. Be best if I stay here. You'll tell me how the baby's doing right?" Dom asked rubbing his baldhead and looking at the only person he could trust to help him. Vince was the only one that knew the full story. Besides him and Letty... hell Dom wasn't even sure he knew the full story.
"Yeah. Sure brother." Vince nodded and he collected Leon at the door and they left to the sound of Leon asking if Dom was coming or not.
Dom sighed as he heard the car roar off down the street, he stared down at his hands that were now openly shaking, and stood and tossed the beer bottle he had been holding in the bin. He looked skyward silently demanding to know why his Joy had to be in the hospital. Why her? He couldn't even go and see her. He couldn't hold her and make sure she was alright. And Letty had stolen the right to drown himself in comforting her. He was left with nothing but going over and over in his head what could be wrong with Gabrielle Joy.
With a curse he turned to the staircase taking the steps two at a time, stopping at the baby's room. It had been Vince's room when they had been teenagers. He had been honoured when they had decided to make that the nursery. Well.... actually Dom had decided to make that the nursery. He'd also decided, with a little coaxing from Leon to paint it a soft soothing yellow.
In fact he'd gone shopping with Mia for the baby furniture, he's got Jesse to research all the friendliest baby products. He had organized everything at the hospital. He had gone out to get the weird assortment of food Letty craved. Sometimes only he showed up to the Lamaze classes. He'd read the books on what to expect when expecting, and he had worked full time, un- able to wait to get home to Letty and the bump. It had been him, Letty hadn't wanted much to do with the pregnancy or the baby at all. He hadn't cared at the time, shrugged it off as pregnancy hormones, and grumpiness at not being able to work.
He walked further into the room, feeling like he was doused in memories the second he entered. There he was changing Joy's diapers, feeding her, hanging mobiles, playing with her toes and bathing her, sometimes Mia was there cooing and playing, changing and adoring her niece. And even the guys had allowed themselves to be roped into being de-grudgingly enamoured of the newest Toretto.
Then there was Letty. Woman in charge of the baby, if anyone was. They, he, had decided she needed to stay home for a while, it was part of the bonding process between mother and child. He'd tried to convince her to breast-feed, she'd refused, but he could understand, it was her body. He could see her changing the baby, putting her in the cot. Rarely if ever bathing her. She had spent as little time as possible in the baby's room, and even less time with her baby. It was like... she thought their daughter was an annoying pet she'd got stuck looking after.
But Dom had ignored that too. She was used to being out and working. Being around cars and the boys. She was adjusting... it was a new experience for her and they all needed to be as supportive as possible for her. Even if that meant Dom had to get up every night to feed her.
Despite everything else he refused to acknowledge in his life at the time, he was the first to admit, that he adored his daughter. She had most of Letty's features... and his nearly baldhead. That had been the standard joke. He had loved the baby more then anything maybe even more then Letty. Because when Letty and the baby had gone missing one day, it was the baby Dom was looking for crazily.
He'd never in his life been so utterly afraid. Not when his father had died or he'd been sentenced to prison time in Lompoc. None of that clutched at his very soul like this had. His child, flesh and blood, so helpless and in need of him, was missing. And there were no clues to where she was. Not even any assurances that Letty was there to protect her. It had been the most frantic 3 weeks of his life.
When by chance, he'd seen Letty's car, pulling out of the drugstore, he'd followed it blind with hope it would lead him to his baby and his love. It pulled into a motel 6, so had Dom. His heart had banged against his chest when he saw Letty climb out and unlock the room, closing the door behind her. Where was the baby? Had they held it hostage to use Letty as their errand girl? Scenario's flashed in and out of his head as he dove out of the car, and ran straight into the door. Dividing it from its hinges easily.
Letty sat on an armchair, the television flashing quietly in front of her, she in the process of throwing back a cocktail of pills. The baby no-where in sight. Dom walked through the small room, finding a small side room with a rusting cot and Joy; he picked her up and felt her drenched diaper. He looked around. it didn't look like anyone else was around, that sent a shudder down his spine feverously, running a hand yet again over his tear- streaked, flushed cheeked baby, holding her protectively to his chest.
He heard the door downstairs open and then shut again with force, and the first thing he'd heard was. "DOMINIC ALESSANDRO TORETTO!" He jolted to reality and ran out of the room just as Mia walked determinedly up the stairs. "I can't believe I even have to say this to YOU, why aren't you at the hospital? Your daughter is sick!" Mia served furiously, and Dom lowered his ashamed head silently.
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**Preview of Chapter 3**
"Hey cutie, your mama's taking to uncle Vince she'll be back in a sec." Leon whispered to the child, fast asleep, at least he hoped it was sleep, in the bed. He ran a tentative hand over her tiny one, and his eye's narrowed, and he looked around the room, as if he expected to find some big bad demon to blame for what had happened to such a little girl.
"You know we all down for anything girl," Vince's voice carried.
Letty nodded taking a heavy breath. "It's, my fault Vince." She'd meant to say 'It's genetic' but her instead she'd blurted that out, and tears sprung from nowhere into her eye's, and Letty felt betrayed. By her tears. By herself. She had no right to feel that way; Gabby was the one that had been betrayed.