The Ultimate Betrayal 2 chapter 16
"Hi. How ya doin?'' Tiffany asked, smiling slyly as she stood in Jordan's doctor's house. He turned on his heel, obviously shocked to see anyone in his house.
"Can I help you?" He asked, his voice shaky.
"You sure can. I would love for you to help me out." Tiffany folded her arms.
"You are trespassing." The doctor noted as he tugged at his tie nervously.
"Oh, that's okay., im sure. I got some inside info about why maybe my girl Jordan sliced her wrists from a co- worker of yours." Tiffany settled in a chair, her gun pointed at him, though she was relaxed and seemed as though she was chilling and visiting a friend.
"Let me guess... Diego." The doctor sighed as he obeyed Tiffany's silent gesture to sit down to have a 'chat'.
"You are pretty smart. Guess that is why you are a doctor. So im going to cut the shit out. Tell me why you had her on downers." Tiffany's fake, pleasant smile faded as she ended her sentence.
"I don't know what you are talking about." The doctor tried to get up, but was convinced wordlessly to sit back down with the wave of her gun.
"Who you working for? See, I got people all round to keep eyes on her. Diego is a good, dear friend of mine. So, I know you are lying to me, straight up. Now, if you want to live, you betta come clean." Tiffany warned, checking her watch.
"I'm not working for no one. I knew Diego was trouble. I never wanted her on my staff." The doctor shook his head, as though muttering to himself.
"She's good, isn't she? She told me how you acted once you knew she knew Jordan. So, you had to save her. Lucky for you, you made a halfway decent decision." Tiffany looked around listlessly as she talked. Then she stared at him with her trademark icy cold stare. "Better fess us, if you want to live.' Tiffany leaned back, sighing boredly.
"I'm not working for anyone. If you kill me, there will be lots of questions. They will be onto you and you'll end up in jail." The doctor warned as Tiffany got up to circle him, vulture style.
"Oh, please." Tiffany scoffed. "I always cover my tracks. And you aren't' all that important. Wait till I bring out the fact you were giving a trauma victim downers. They will pull your record and license so fast your head will spin. Unless…" Tiffany sat down, as though she was going to make him a deal.
"Yes?" He leaned up, eager to her proposition. The sweat on his forehead was enough to make her want to laugh.
"Unless, well, you'll already be gone and punished of your crime, she'll be moved so quick, it would be a wasted effort." Tiffany clicked her teeth, as though sorrowful, making the doctor look even more worried.
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"Hey kid." Brian sat beside his sister as she flipped continually through the hospital's four channels.
"Don't call me that." She grumbled, flicking her hand and moving it to keep it from falling asleep. She frowned at the bandages and threw her head back on the pillow in anger. This time she had no one to be mad at but herself.
"Don't be so hard on yourself." Brian stroked her hair, leaning down to kiss her forehead. He could read her mind almost as good as Tiffany or Tempest.
"It's just another dumb thing I did. Chalk it up to ignorance." Jordan sighed, truly mad at herself.
"Hey, you need to stop. Everyone makes mistakes and you're entitled to make a few, so stop." Brian scolded.
"A few, maybe. I went overboard, Brian." Jordan fought back the tears that were glistening in her eyes.
"Oh, come on. You haven't made that many." Brian laid beside his sister and gave her his famous boyish grin. "I know one you could fix, though." He said, a mischievous grin now on his face. She looked at him and he looked the other way, twiddling his thumbs.
"No, Brian, he's better off without me." Jordan shook her head, her face dark with sadness.
"You are so wrong, Sis. You have no idea how wrong you are." Brian looked at his sister in the eyes intently.
"Enough." Jordan said, her voice pleading as she swiped away a lone tear. She hated to cry and she hated being so weak time after time.
"Knock, knock." Tej knocked on the door, making Brian look a little relived. He hadn't meant to get so deep in conversation with his sister. He just wanted to spend some time with her.
"Come in." Jordan faked a smile for is benefit.
"The volunteers brought these flowers up but I told them I would bring them in. They don't have a card or anything." Tej shrugged, holding the 11 red roses and the one white rose bouquet in his out stretched arms.
"They are beautiful. You sure you didn't buy them?" Jordan raised an eyebrow, something she learned from Tempest quite well the past few days.
"Nope, I asked everyone. Brian, you buy them? Betta fess up, Boy." Tej grinned.
"Nope, I haven't had time." Brian put his hands behind his head as he lay by his sister.
"Probably Tiff, Temp, or Ice" Jordan sighed and then yawned.
"You talking about me?" Tiffany walked in, her hair wet from the rain that was pouring outside.
"Yeah," Jordan replied, not even smiling.
"Hey, Brian, Can I talk to you?" Tiffany asked, motioning towards outside. He got up and followed her out the door.
"What's' up, Babe?" He put his arms around her and kissed her neck.
"Dom is downstairs. He said you can't beat him in a race. I told the boy he should try to get his mind off stuff and go race and he told me the only competition he knew of was you. But he said he could beat you too." Tiffany stared at her husband hoping he would take her bait. She was trying to get him and Dominic out of the hospital and into some fresh air.
"I can't leave her." Brian shook his head.
"Just do it, please? Dom has been here and he's in misery cause he won't go in there. He needs some air and he needs to get outta his slump. Show him you can beat him." Tiffany traced Brian's chest with her finger and gave him a seductive smile.
"He'll be in more of a slump once I beat him." Brian shook his head in warning.
"You go do that." Tiffany kissed Brian, part of her plan in motion. Brian kissed her and took off towards the elevator. Tempest walked off the elevator that opened that Brian used to leave. "Tempest, seen Ice lately?" Tiffany asked, cracking her knuckles and smiling.
"Nope, steering clear of him. What ya up to?' Tempest asked, knowing Tiffany had been up to something form the last conversation they had had.
"I took care of a crooked doctor, sent Brian and Dom outtta the hospital to get them some racing time to let them both get steam off their chests, and I'm working on cleaning up all the shit and drama that has been goin on. You down to help me with J? A little bad cop, good cop?" Tiffany
grinned evilly. She had a major plan to set all the previous problems back into the right order and restore peace. She was getting the job done one step at a time.
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"Yo, O'Connor, didn't think you would have the guts to run against me again." Dominic called from the hospital parking lot through his rolled down window. Brian laughed good naturedly.
"You'll see, I got the skills to take you this time." Brian shot back, starting up his supra. He let it warm up and pulled up beside Dominic's car.
"Oh, you think you do , huh? I want to see this." Dominic nodded at the challenged.
"You'll see the dust from being behind me." Brian laughed, ran a hand through his hair and put both hands on the wheel. "So, name your track." Brian laughed, shrugging and waiting for his friend to lay out the course.
"Tell ya what, let's do a street race. With no streets closed off. You think you can hang and keep up with me, Arizona?" Dominic asked, rubbing his stubbly chin as he thought.
"Throw me anything, I can handle it all." Brian nodded anxiously.
"We head straight down and follow main all the way out to Robinson, hang a left, and follow the tracks at Harvey. Winner is first one to cross those tracks. Got it?' Dominic asked, his eyes squinted.
"Yup. Your count." Brian nodded and got his car ready, flipping on the radio to keep his adrenaline up. He knew the rain and the traffic on main would test his skills and so he knew he had to focus. Dominic counted and both of them pulled out, tires squealing and rubber burning.
Dominic took an early lead as he passed a few cars, weaving in and out. Brian shifted gears and flew past those same cars, now flying past the street light that was turning red. He had barely cleared it and Dominic had the lead.
"I still got time." Brian muttered as he flew past a station wagon and slowly gained on Dominic. He grinned seeing Dominic was caught at a red light, knowing he was sitting there cussing it. He caught up just as the light turned green and he waved as he passed. Dominic stuck his hand out and flipped him off. Brian continued to run through the lights, luck being on his side. He didn't bother to look back and kept focus on the road. "SHIT." He yelled, spinning out as he almost hit a semi trailer that was making a large wide turn. He spun out and shook his head as Dominic passed him with a shit eating grin on his face. "You're as bad as Rome." Brian yelled, though to himself as he restarted his car. Since it was a rather long sprint the two were racing, he knew he could catch up and still win, especially if Dominic hit another traffic light. Sure enough, he was right. He caught up pretty quick, pulling up beside Dominic two lights down. He looked over and
nodded, making Dominic shake his head. They both stared ahead at the light, then took off in a blur of smoke.
"I'm still the king of the streets." Dominic muttered to himself as he made the turn, cutting Brian off and taking off to take the lead yet again. Brian shifted and floored the pedal, catching up and falling back. The rail road tracks were just ahead and Brian was starting to realize he was going to have to work for the win if he wanted it. He hit the NOS button, knowing it was a risk being that it was on a street with cars and shot past Dominic. Dominic hit his and they both flew over the tracks, Brian slightly behind Dominic, though less of an inch between the lead. "Are you nuts, O'Connor? Using your Nos? In the street? You coulda killed someone." Dominic got out coolly and threw his hands up at his friend.
"You did it too." Brian grinned, getting out and laughing at the rush.
"Beside the point." Dominic said sternly, then broke up into laughter.
"That felt good." Brian nodded, checking his police scanner to see if they were in any danger.
"Yeah, it did." Dominic nodded with a smile, then turned serious. "I guess I should just accept the fact she isn't ever going to want me back and I should just stop staying up there." Dominic sighed, his tough guy act disappearing.
"She loves you and you both want each other back." Brian countered, opening a bottle of water and tossing Dominic one.
"You always stay prepared?" Dominic asked, looking down as he talked after catching the bottle of water.
"Dude, I learned from the best." Brian grinned. "She does love you. Just walk in there, please, Dom. My sister needs you." Brian sighed.
"We should head back. I think I'll just go to the shop. She knows she can find me there if she changes her mind." Dominic sighed, making Brian sigh.
"Dom, come on. I'll race you to Dt. If I win, you have to at least walk in her room and talk to her." Brian offered, making Dominic scoff.
"You can't beat me, didn't you learn that yet? I just beat your ass for the twentieth time." Dominic held his stomach at Brian's 'humor'.
"So. Maybe I have more to risk losing in this race. Come on, you got nothing to lose." Brian stared, his eyes intense. He knew he had to win this one for his sister and Dominic's sake.
"Fine, you're on. If I win, you won't ever get to race me again." Dominic sighed, shrugging. He didn't care cause he knew he would win, so it was nothing to him.
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"Were you sleeping? I'm sorry." Tiffany flipped on the lights to Jordan's room, making her wince from the bright light.
"Turn them off so I can go back to sleep." Jordan turned over, flicking her iv cords in irritation and sighed loudly.
"Gee, Miss Priss isn't in a good mood today, is she?' Tempest asked, tugging at the covers to irritate her friend even more.
"Leave me alone. Go away." Jordan snapped, covering her head.
"Nope, you are going to get your lazy self up and outta bed." Tempest folded her arms defiantly.
"Now, Temp, take it easy on the girl. Her poor knee is still swollen, ya know." Tiffany sat down, popping a piece of gum in her mouth.
"Yeah, yeah. Only so much pain medicine can do for a person. She may be addicted by now." Tempest covered her mouth to hide her grin. This made Jordan sit up in irritation.
"You think I'm addicted to pain medicine? You got some nerve." Jordan blew her bangs out of her face, mad and irritated now.
"Hey, you said it, not me." Tempest shrugged. "I'm just saying that you know, you are laying in bed and letting them give it you." She sat down in the chair in the corner of her room.
"Temp, don't. Go easy." Tiffany said in a warning tone.
"Someone has to lay it down to her straight, Tiff.' Tempest shrugged as Jordan stared at them, open mouthed that they were disagreeing.
"Don't be so harsh." Tiffany whispered, acting like she didn't think Jordan had heard her.
"Ok, ok. J, I'm serious. You can't lay here in bed forever." Tempest sighed, pulling her hair up in a ponytail with the holder that had been on her wrists.
"I can and I am. Why try to get better? It'll just get hurt again. And in the meantime it is getting better and I'm back to normal waiting for the next time to have it get hurt, I'll be treated like a breakable doll." Jordan said, her voice rising as she talked.
"But that is what makes you you. Not one of us is stronger then you." Tiffany stroked her best friend's hair. "You keep on going, you always get back up." Tiffany said in a soft voice, all seriousness now.
"I can't get back up this time, Tiff. I'm sorry, Temp, I can't" Jordan crossed her arms and stared at the floor in shame.
"You're right. You won't this time. You defiantly won't cause you have no faith in yourself. I want the old Jordan back." Tempest sighed, seeing this god cop/bad cop wasn't going anywhere.
"She ain't coming back." Jordan mumbled.
"Don't talk to me until the old Jordan who works her ass off comes back. Adios." Tempest walked out, leaving Jordan stunned. Tempest leaned against the door after it had closed and took a deep breath. She hated to do this and now she knew how Tiff had felt when she had been the bad cop.
"You okay?" Ice asked, getting up in concern.
"Fine." She snapped, shrugging off his arm that he had touched her with in concern.
"Damn, you ever gonna put down the defense?" Ice asked, drawing back, as though he was hurt.
"Nope, you know me." Tempest shook he head and started to take off walking Ice grabbed her, spun her around and forced his lips on hers before she could move or protest.
"I do know you and I know you still love me. I can see it in your eyes, Temp." Ice looked pleadingly into his ex's eyes. "I fucked up, like always. Temp, come on." Ice begged as Tempest fought to get out of his grip that wasn't loosening.
"Maybe I do and maybe I don't." Tempest tried to wiggle out of his stronghold he had on her. She wasn't going anywhere, Ice had the tightest grip on her he had ever held.
"You do and you know you do." Ice came as close to her face as he could without touching her and stared her down. "I know I'm an ass. I know I'm too possessive, I put the gang first, and I fuck up more than any guy I know. I am only sure of one thing and that is that I love you, Tempest." Ice said, his voice deep and filled with sincerity. She stared at him in shock. He had never confessed anything like that in their whole dating history. "Don't make me beg too damn long, please." Ice whispered, kissing her forehead and letting her go to do as she wanted.
"Ice, I do love you.' She said, her body numb and her mind scolding herself at what she had just admitted. He turned around and grinned.
"One more chance? Please?" Ice asked, his arms open for her to come to him.
"One more." She nodded, nestling in his strong bicepted arms. Then she pulled away. "But if you fuck up once more and pull that superiority shit on me, I'm gone forever." She shook her finger at him. He grabbed it with his mouth and kissed her finger gently and then wrapped his arms around her.
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"This is your last chance against me, O'Connor." Dominic reminded him as the two waited for a half hour in case the cops had been called the first time. They were now lined up side by side and about to go for their second race.
"Nope, not if I beat you." Brian grinned.
"How you figure?" Dominic asked, revving the engine.
"Cause if I win, like I'm planning, then you'll call a rematch because you won't want to let it go." Brian grinned and took off as the light turned green. Dominic was quick to follow, his car peeling out in a cloud of smoke. He was dead even with Brian until a station wagon was in the other lane, causing his to swerve and giving Brian the lead.
"You ain't winning." Dominic took a deep breath and floored the pedal. He weaved in and out of traffic, just barley on Brian's tail each time he caught up to the supra. "Gotta have skill with luck in order to make it work." He said through gritted teeth and passed Brian at the next intersection. He took off, not looking back. At the second turn of their agreed upon path, Brian came power sliding around the corner, taking the lead. He kept the lead and pulled into DT seconds before Dominic.
"I won! Dude, I got you!" Brian laughed, jumping out, pointing to a very not happy Dominic.
"Only cause you rounded that corner on speed." Dominic grinned, being a good sport and knowing it was all in good fun.
"So, when you going to the hospital to see her? Those flowers you sent were pretty amazing. She loved them." Brian coughed as he said that and followed Dominic inside the DT garage. Dominic turned around to stare at him.
"I didn't send those roses." Dominic folded his arms and shook his head, making Brian point to him with a huge ass grin.
"You did." Brian accused.
"Nope, I didn't ." Dominic busied himself with a paper he was reading.
"You did. Cuz, I didn't tell you they were roses. And I know you know how much she loves flowers." Brian grabbed Dominic in a head lock playfully.
"Ok, so I did. She wouldn't have taken them if they had been from me." Dominic shrugged, distancing himself away from Brian.
"Yeah, she woudla. She needs you, Dom." Brian turned serious.
