Bree woke up the next morning to find Dom still in her bed. She slowly slid out of his grasp and grabbed some clothes. She took a quick shower and then headed downstairs. She found everything to make coffee sitting on the counter and made some. She took one of the washed coffee cups from the drying rack and poured herself a cup, adding some sugar and milk. She sat down at the table and sipped at the cup. She was half way done with it when the back door opened and Letty came through it. Letty took one look at her and clenched her fist. She started to turn around to leave.
"Wait, can we talk?" Bree said.
"I don't feel much like talking." Letty said, her voice low and deadly. Her eye and lip were still slightly swollen.
"Fine, then you can listen. I don't know all the details between you and Dom but I can tell you that nothing happened between me and him." Bree started and then began to tell Letty her whole story. By the time she was done Letty was sitting at the table and looked a lot less hostile.
"So Dom just found you crying on the beach and offered you a room?" Letty asked.
"Yeah, nothing more than that. I also want to say sorry about last night."
"Hey, that's also part my fault. You were right, I should have known everything before I started shit. So I'm sorry too." Letty said through gritted teeth.
"You don't apologize much do you?" Bree said with a smirk.
"Not really. So your boyfriend cheated on you with your best friend?"
"Yeah." Bree said staring into her coffee cup.
"That's got to be bad."
"Oh yeah. It was. So we're cool now?" Bree asked.
"Yeah." Letty said and then got up just as Dom entered the kitchen. He looked between the two of them.
"No fight?" He asked.
"We settled it." Bree said. Letty just nodded her head and left the kitchen.
"So you guys really didn't fight?" Dom asked as he got himself a cup of coffee.
"No we didn't. Not everything takes fists to work out." She said giving him a look.
"I know." He said as he sat down. "So we should talk." Dom said and Bree's eyes snapped to his face.
"Talk?" She said nervously. She really didn't want to talk about last night.
"About rent and whatnot." He said taking a sip of his coffee and not noticing the relieved look that came to Bree's face.
"Sure." She said with a smile.
"So what are you planning on doing today?" Mia asked as they were eating breakfast.
"Probably go to the apartment and get the rest of my stuff." Bree said playing with the food on her plate with her fork.
"Want me to come with?" Mia asked.
"Only if you want, but it would be nice to have someone come with me."
"Hey Dom!" Mia called out.
"What?" He asked as he came through the door.
"Is it okay if I open the store a little late? Bree wanted some company when she went to go get the rest of her stuff." Mia asked with a pleading smile.
"Fine." Dom said after a moment and then left.
"He didn't seem too happy about it." Bree said looking at the door that Dom had left through.
"That's just Dom." Mia said with a slight shake of her head.
The girls finished eating and then left the house. Bree parked at the corner and then they walked up the flight of stairs to Daman's apartment. Unlocking the door, they entered the quaint apartment. Bree looked around and something red caught her eye. She walked in further to see a large bouquet of red roses. She hastily grabbed the card and read it. It was from Daman: it said he was sorry and some other junk. The thought that Daman thought it was all going to be fixed with some flowers made her angry and she picked up the vase and threw it at the wall. It shattered upon impact and Mia let out a frightened gasp.
"Sorry." Bree said turning back to Mia and trying to control her breathing.
"It's okay." Mia said looking at the expression on Bree's face; it was a mix of sadness, anger, and confusion.
"Let's just get my stuff packed." Bree said fighting tears. Being in the apartment brought too many memories to mind. Mia helped her pack the last of her possessions and towed them down to her car. It only took her an hour and they arrived back at the house at 9.
"Do you need help unpacking?" Mia asked once they got out of the car.
"No, I'm good." Bree said opening the trunk.
"Well, I'm going to head down to the store." Mia said and then gave Bree directions to get there. "Come down for lunch and we can talk." Mia said before getting in her own car and taking off.
Bree let out a big sigh and started to carry her stuff in. It only took her a few trips to empty out the trunk and then she began to put clothes in the closet and in the dresser. When she looked at her watch again she saw it was noon. Deciding she could really use a break, she grabbed her keys and headed down to the store. She probably could have found it on her own, the big Toretto sign being a big beacon. She parked her car and got out, running a hand through her wind tousled hair. She looked inside the store and Mia waved at her. Bree waved back and then went in, taking a seat at the counter.
"So you get all unpacked?" Mia asked tapping a pencil against her notebook.
"Almost." Bree said looking around. It was a simple store with groceries, nothing fancy.
"So you hungry?" Mia asked putting down her pencil.
"Not really." Bree said resting her head in her palm.
"Oh come on, you have to eat something. I'm going to make you eat." Mia said squinting her eyes at Bree. "How about a chicken sandwich?"
"Actually, that sounds okay." Bree said agreeing. She figured that Mia would keep at it until she agreed to something. Mia turned around and quickly made her a sandwich. Bree had only begun to eat when everyone showed up. Brian said hi to her before leaning over the counter and giving Mia a kiss. Bree felt her whole body stiffen as she sense someone sit next to her. The smell of oil, grease, sweat, and an underlying tone of cologne filled her nostrils and she turned slowly to see Dom sitting next to her. The tension immediately left her body but returned when she saw Letty sitting a couple seats down watching them. Just because Letty and her had talked didn't make her any less weary of Letty.
"Hi." She said catching Dom's eyes that had been looking over her.
"Hey." He said, his voice a deep rumbled and Bree felt a chill spread over her body. "How did it go this morning?" He asked.
"Fine. Had a little outburst that scared Mia but that was it." Bree said looking back down at her half eaten sandwich.
"You okay?" Dom asked with a frown.
"Yeah, just Daman left me some flowers thinking it would solve everything and it just pissed me off." Bree said shaking her head.
"Oh." Dom said, not sure what else to say.
"So I'm guessing you were hard at work this morning." Bree said with a smirk, looking down at his grease spotted clothes.
"Yeah, some rich punk wants his car done by 5." Dom said with a disgruntled expression.
"Well, I can't help you, I know nothing about cars." Bree said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"I could use some help with some other stuff." Dom said as Mia passed him a bottle of water and he nodded his thanks to her.
"What stuff?" Bree asked and felt her throat dry as she watched him take a drink. She then remembered that Letty was watching them and snapped her head down to look at her plate. She was glad she had left her hair down and it fanned forward so it covered the faint flush that had appeared on her cheeks. She took a deep breath and waited for Dom to talk.
"There's just some paperwork and files that need to get all straightened out." He said taking no notice the way she kept her face hidden. Bree was silently cursing herself for her reaction towards Dom and when she felt ready she turned to look up at him.
"I could do it. Not like I have anything to do today anyways." She said with a smile.
"That would be great. You can come back with us to the garage and then I could show you what to do. We could whatever I would have paid you off the rent." Dom said scratching his chin.
"Cool." Bree said turning back to her sandwich and taking a bite. She just hoped she could keep herself in check; she really didn't want to end up in another fight with Letty.
Everyone ate lunch and Bree followed Dom to the garage. It was hot and Bree found herself sweating within a few minutes. Dom showed her the office and everything that needed to be done. He wished her good luck before leaving the office to work on a car. Bree cracked her neck and then took off her shirt, leaving her in the tight, white camisole she wore underneath. She took the hair band from her wrist and swept her hair up into a ponytail. She found an old radio on the desk and flipped it on. Taking a deep breath, she started sorting through the thick piles of paper.
Dom had just finished the punk's car and he had just finished giving the kid the keys and watched as he peeled out of the parking lot. Dom shook his head at the kid's arrogance and then the only other car in the parking lot besides his caught his eye. It was Bree's car. Everyone had gone home already and he had stayed behind to finish the punk's car. He figured she had left with everyone else and scolded himself for not checking on her. He started to walk to the office when the sound of music caught his attention. They normally played music when they were working and now that it was quiet he could easily hear the music coming from the office.
He quietly opened the office door a bit and looked in. Bree was standing in the middle of the room dancing. Her eyes were closed, her hips swayed to the beat of the music with such finesse that he couldn't imagine a reason why her boyfriend had cheated on her. Her hands were entangled in her hair and Dom licked his lips at the image she presented. He could hear her singing softly, her voice barely reaching him. He knew they needed to get home; it was getting late and Mia would have a fit if they didn't get there soon. He watched her for a moment longer before rapping on the door with his knuckles. He saw a startled look appear on her face and her arms automatically snapped to her sides. He internally chuckled at the pink tinge that colored her cheeks.
"Dom, hey." Bree said her voice coming out calm but he could hear the nervousness behind it.
"Everyone is gone and I just finished up. I thought you already left so when I saw your car I came to get you. We should get going." Dom said letting her off the hook, for the moment.
"Oh, okay." Bree said grabbing her shirt and buttoning it up. She followed him out and they drove up to his house.
Mia gave them a good talking to about how late they were and they apologized. Letty kept giving them funny looks, which pissed Bree off because she thought they had talked everything out. Agitation filled her and by the time she was helping Mia clean up dinner her movement were jerky.
"You wouldn't happen to have a punching bag, would you?" Bree asked as she dried off a plate.
"You know, that funny you should ask, we actually do. That shed back there has a bag and some weights." Mia said pointing out to the smaller shed of the two that were in the back yard. "Dom got into the habit of lifting weights after…" Mia trailed off, realizing that Bree didn't know anything about Dom going to Lompoc.
"After?" Bree said trying to get Mia to continue.
"After he hit puberty." Mia said with a laugh, trying to cover up her lie. She was never too good at lying.
"Oh, so you don't think he'll mind if I use it?"
"No, I doubt it." Mia said as she started to wash dishes again.
"Well, I'm going to go work off some extra energy then." Bree said drying the last dish.
"You sure, we're going to watch a movie." Mia said starting to make some popcorn.
"No, I'm good, but thanks." Bree said before heading upstairs. She changed into a pair of shorts and a sports bra, throwing a shirt over it for modesty. Grabbing her bag, with the rest of her work out stuff, she went downstairs and out to the shed. She found it unlocked and put her bag down. Taking out the portable CD player she kept in it, she put on one of her mix CDs in and started to stretch. Taking off her shirt and wrapping up her hands, she turned towards the punching bag. Everything from the last couple days surfaced and she gave it all to the punching bag. She didn't know when the tear started to fall but when she ran out of anger and energy, she collapsed into a heap on the floor and continued to cry quietly. The music masked most of her sobs and she was thankful for that. The last thing she needed was for someone to find her crying again. But unfortunately luck wasn't with her and the shed door opened. Bree quickly wiped her eyes and stood up. She turned towards the person to see it was the scruffy guy: Vince.
"Didn't know you were out here." He said closing the door.
"Yeah, Mia told me there was a punching bag out here." Bree said as she felt his eyes roam over her body. She felt faintly self-conscious but didn't let it show. "So what are you doing out here?" She asked putting a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"Couldn't stand the two lovebirds any longer." Vince said making a disgusted face.
"Mia and Brian?" Bree asked as Vince hit the punching bag, making it swing and took that as a yes. "You want me to hold for you?"
"Sure." Vince said as he took off his wife beaters. Bree scanned over his form. He was muscular and had a nice body but she wasn't attracted to him. Maybe it was the scruffy look. She didn't know but she didn't put too much thought into it, just glad that she was able to be around him without the attraction thing making it complicated. Grabbing a hold of the punching bag, she nodded at Vince and he began to hit it. They made small talk but mostly kept quiet. After a few minutes, Vince took one final punch and then stepped back.
"Feeling better?" She asked with a smirk.
"Yeah." He said sitting down on the floor leaning against the wall. Bree sat down next to him and stared at her hands.
"So why is it that you're living with us?" He asked as he regained his breath.
"I have no where else to go." She said truthfully.
"Why's that?" Vince asked raising an eyebrow.
"I've only been here a few months, don't know anyone to well." Bree said as she began to unwrap her hands.
"Not even a boyfriend?" Vince asked and watched as a pain expression fluttered over her face.
"He was the reason I'm here. Then I found out he was cheating on me, hence the whole me leaving with my crap and having no place to go." She said folding up the bandages and tossing them into her bag.
"That's shit." He said bluntly.
"Yeah." She said staring at her hands. The knuckles were slightly raw and were a bright red color.
"Let's go inside, I think we can still catch the last of the movie." Vince said getting up.
"Alright." She said grabbing his offered hand. She put on her shirt and followed Vince inside. She had a feeling they were going to be good friends.
The movie ended and they all headed upstairs. Bree quickly used the bathroom and bumped into Dom on her way out.
"Sorry." She said.
"It's okay." Dom said moving aside so she could pass.
"Night." Bree said starting towards her room.
"Night, by the way, nice show at the garage." Dom said with a wink before closing the bathroom door. Bree felt her face flame and cringed. She quickly ran to her room and got into bed, trying to stop that little ball of hope that Dom might like her that began to form in her chest.
Hey guys, I'll admit that I only skimmed over this so sorry for any big mistakes, I just wanted to get it out to you guys today. Hope you liked and don't forget to review!