The Ub2 chapter 10- Aftermaths

"Put me down!" Jordan yelled, kicking and squirming at Dominic to put him down.

"No, you might go make a fool outta yourself. Again." Dominic took a deep breath and stared at her, anger radiating through his body.

"You're the one acting the fool!" Jordan folded her arms as he finally sat her down.

"Really? A fool, huh? You knew how I felt about those clothes, then you go dance like that, like a damn skank. You know how I feel about all of that shit!" Dominic's voice boomed, his finger in her chest.

"Oh, I didn't know we were married. You act like a damned old man." Jordan drunkenly slurred.

"We're through until you decide to grow the hell up." Dominic shook his head, hurt by her remark.

"Be like that." Jordan shook her head, his words not registering.

"I'll give you a taste of your own medicine." He promised under his breath as he walked away angrily.

"J, you okay?" Tiffany asked, about ten minutes later and after seeing Dominic talking to a group of 'admirers'.

"Yeah." She shook her head, not saying another word. "We're done and broke up." Jordan got up off the cold cement she had been sitting on and dusted herself off.

"Yeah, so I saw." Tiffany said lightly, not knowing what to tell her friend.

"Yeah, well, it's all good. See if I care anymore." Jordan sighed as she stood, almost falling over as she swayed drunkenly.

"Easy there, Partner." Tempest caught her friend as she walked up, her accent purposely sounding countrified.

"Haha." Jordan grumbled sarcastically.

"They broke up." Tiffany whispered, going back inside to the party. She knew Jordan would just have to handle things and work it out on her own.

"What happened? Talk to me." Tempest sat down and handed Jordan her the drink she had just started to drink, it being freshly concocted. Jordan looked at her in shock, Tempest handing her drink up like that.



"Thanks, I'm shocked you're giving me your drink." Jordan laughed, then turned grim again. "He's pissed cuz I'm dressed like this and the bar thing...hell, he's the one who made me come here and without him at that, damn it." Jordan ranted, then sighed bitterly as she chewed on her nails. Tempest slapped her hand, as she had been doing along with Tiffany to break her habit of biting them.

"Ugh." Jordan shot her an indignant look. Tempest mocked her, hiding a grin. "Not funny, Temp. I'm so tired of playin by the rules, being the one who always has to listen, the one who everyone protects." Jordan complained, taking a drink of her Canadian friend's Rum and Coke mixture.

"So forget baldy." Tempest shrugged. "Forget the rules, what people want you to do and live a little." She suggested.

"Good idea, but not as easy as it sounds." Jordan nodded, her words still slurred. She toasted her friend, even though Tempest was drinkless and then put her arm around her smiling. "Let's go party." She wiped her eyes from the tears that had welled up and that were threatening to fall before they could escape her big blue eyes.

"Dominic, what are you doin, man?" Leon asked, seeing a brunette settle herself on Dominic's lap.

"Me and J are over. So, to answer your question, I am enjoying myself." Dominic replied sarcastically.

"Damn." Leon got up, worried and knowing to leave well enough alone. "Brian, your sister okay?" He asked as he walked into the kitchen to Brian and a group playing some poker.

"She's fine. Don't start anything that doesn't need to be finished." Tiffany warned, her tone defensive.

"I was just askin." Leon held up his hands innocently.

"Right, don't ask next time when in doubt." Tiffany snapped, her jaw clenched.

"What's goin on?" Brian looked at his wife intently, knowing something was up.

"J and Dom are broke up. But you need to let her work it out on her own." Tiffany warned, knowing he more than likely wouldn't listen.

"Why wouldn't you tell me something like this?" Brian's icy stare pierced through Tiffany's body. He got up stiffly.

"Because I know you'd step in. She is 17, she's been through a lot. But she has got to solve things on her own. I know her like a book, Brian and she wants us to back off." Tiffany defended her reasoning.



"No, I don't know that she does." Brian sat back down and objected, though now he was second guessing himself.

"She's your sister. Go do what you want. I'm thinking it'll make things worse, but, hey, like I said, she's your sister." Tiffany said, going back to her poker game she was engaged in with Ice, Jesse James, Tej, and a few other random people. Brian stared at her for a minute and then decided to leave.

"Dom, what happened?' Brian asked, sitting beside his crew member with a frown.

"She's drunk, I just let her be. She wants to play games, I don't. She wants to act her age, so I let her." Dominic whispered something in the brunette's ear, excusing himself to talk further.

"So, you wanna play this way, Huh?" Jordan yelled, pushing Dominic's shoulder as he stood up to leave to talk to Brian.

"Jordan, stop, before..." He ordered, not liking the scene that was unfolding in front of everybody.

"Before what? You get so mad you hit me? Maybe break up with me? Oh, Wait! You already did that." Jordan yelled and included a hateful laugh.

"Because of how you acted, or I should say acting." Dominic held his arms out in anger.

"Sure, whatever. Guess what? I don't care anymore anyways." Jordan pushed him in his chest, whispering the words in a hiss.

"Tempest, you better get your girl." Dominic warned, his body stiff with anger. The crew was now there, aware of what was going down.

"She's not responsible for me. Hello, I am not a damn child! Her and Tiff are not my mothers." Jordan growled,

"Really? You're actin like a child right now." Dominic countered her slurred words.

"See, that's the problem. You don't think I'm old enough or some shit. Maybe age is more than a number." Jordan growled, the alcohol consumption making her head throb and her veins feel her pulse stronger than normal.

"Jordan, control your damn self and your alcohol." Dominic yelled, his calm rationale gone now.

"Fuck you, Dominic! It's a mutual ending." Jordan pushed him away from her and stormed out. She kept walking, checking back once in a while to make sure no one was following her.

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"Seen my sister?" Brian asked Tiffany, an hour later, not having seen her since she had stormed off.

"Nope, I told you, I'm not going to chase her and fuel the fire. She's dealin with her demons the way she feels fit." Tiffany turned around to see Brian kneeled beside her at the table where she was sitting, looking worried.

"She could be hurt. You do remember all she's been through, right?" Brian asked, his tone harsher than he had intended.

"Yes, Brian. I was there through it all. I'm not ignorant and heartless, just I know how she thinks." Tiffany sighed. The truth was she was worried but she knew Jordan needed some space to work things out on her own.

"Hey Tiff Tiff." Tempest walked in the kitchen, looked at her cards and sat down in the empty chair of the person who had folded a short while before her entrance.

"Hey Girl. Seen Jordan?" Tiffany asked, looking pointedly at Brian, obviously asking for Brian's benefit.

"She's keepin a low profile." Tempest assured him and then added, "From certain asses around here." She smiled sweetly.

"Yeah, I figured." Tiffany nodded, making Brian storm out.

"Him too, eh?" Tempest asked as she watched the game in action.

"Yup. I'm guessing a full moon, maybe." Tiffany sighed, motioning for Tej to hit her with more cards. "Hey, Temp, take my hand for me." Tiffany asked, getting up. She left as Dre walked in with Cheery behind her.

"Who's winnin?" She asked with a grin.

"I'll never tell." Tempest joked in a sing song voice, making them all laugh.

"I'm out, damn you, woman." Jesse threw down his cards as Tempest took the winnings.

"I'm that damn good." she joked. "Scared of me, Boy?" She joked with a grin, making him punch her playfully.

"You have this game a few minutes and you go and get all cocky on us." Jesse shook his head.

"I'll play anybody, anytime. Winning's winning. Who do I sound like?" She mocked Dominic as she took a drink. Tiffany came back in, forgetting her drink and giving Tempest a 'shame on you look' and smile. Tempest batted her eyes innocently and they all busted up in laughter.



"Yo, Tiff, got a minute?' Tej asked, giving the deck of cards to Jesse. She nodded.

"What'sup, playa? Talk to me." Tiffany asked,

"She really broke up with him or is it just a short time like the other times?" Tej asked as nonchalantly as he could, making Tiffany and Tempest exchanged knowing smiles.

"She's home free, Bro." Tempest patted him on the back. "You know, I been hoping you'd step up to her from day one. You got your chance now, don't ya?" She grinned slyly.

"It's not that easy, Temp." Tej shook his head, his mind pondering the possibilities.

"She's not the only one who's about to be a free woman if shit keeps up." Tiffany commented, knowing Brian and her were on the outs as well.

"They's all trippin." Tempest agreed, seeing Ice walk past the kitchen, without so much as a hi or any words.

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"You would think you would learn." Chase Tran smirked at Jordan.

"What the hell are you doing here? Jordan looked around, backing up and wondering if she was hallucinating.

"I was invited, just like you, Doll face." Jordan winced at the grip he had on the back of her neck, paralyzing her.

"I'm not your doll face." She grimaced as the grip tightened. "Why must you carryon such a legacy, a bad one at that?" She asked, trying her best to get out of his grasp.

"His legacy?? Oh, you mean Johnny, huh? Well, I have a good reason. A few of them, actually." Chase nodded as a matter of factly with a smile. He took his elbow and elbowed her face, making her scream in agony.

"Enlighten me." Jordan kneed him, gaining some strength, determined not to be helpless.

"Number one, I hate Torettos, but the O'Connors have managed to make the way to the top of my list." He punched her and grabbed her by the shoulder, her hand feeling like it was crushing the bone itself. "Number two, I got an FYI for you. Johnny has a twin that has some business to settle with you." Chase gritted his teeth as Jordan sank her teeth into his arm.

"So, take me to him. Let me deal with him, not you, his bitch." Jordan furiously punched at Chase.



"Oh no. He wants to be around to torture you. Every move you make, he's watching. How does that feel to be back in the same situation? He's watching you, Princess. He's always going to be around. And he will finish what Johnny started." Chase knocked her down, then kicked her as she curled into a ball.

"I want to see him now. You're lying." Jordan gasped between breaths as Chase laughed sinerisltly and walked away.

"You'll see all in due time. And one more hint for you, Princess." Chase stopped, bending down closer to her. "He has an ali in your house. Amazing how he's just like Johnny. Only he's gonna make your worst fears come true." Chase nodded and smiled as he stood above her. Jordan felt sick to her stomach and the stars she saw above began to spin, then it all went black.