Disclaimer: Oh no... not these things AGAIN. I can't stand them but I guess I kind of have to do it or somebodys going to notice that I didn't say "I don't own any of these characters. Vin Diesel is a great man, oh wait... I'm not writing about him yet. Heh. Um... Michelle Rodriguez is a great woman, I love her to death. I would so marry her if I were a guy." But anyhow here it goes. I DONT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM THE MOVIE. I don't really own the little boys name (his name does come out in this chapter) because it's appeared in so many of the fics I've read and it wouldn't really be right to claim him my own. However, the character does belong to me, just not the name. I also am now going to own two more characters. Woohoo. Can you tell how excited I am? Lol. Okay, sorry for my rambling. Here's with the chapter. And this one is long.

WAIT. Don't scroll down yet. I command you to STOP. Did it work? Are you reading this? I just wanted to say thank you to the people who have stuck with this story. It's sorta slow progressing, I know. I'm a good writer, I am. I'm just shy when it comes to things.

CHAPTER FIVE: Untitled for Now

"Who are you?" I repeated, losing my patience a bit.

"It's me." He said.

"Me who?" I questioned sternly. He stepped toward me and I stepped back into the cart.

"Mike." He said putting his hands up. I let out a huge sigh of relief. "You okay?"

"Yeah. What are you doing here?"

"Visiting my little sister in school." He claimed. I nodded and he smiled.

"How is Sara?"

"Ask her yourself. She's right around the corner getting snacks. We're having a cookout later." He said. A tall woman walked around and entered the aisle. She looked at me and smiled. She pushed the car then stopped in front of me.

"Hey there stranger." She said smiling. Her deep blue eyes burned my skin, like they've always done.

"Wow. You recognize her?" Mike asked his younger sister. "I thought she was just some random person that looked like somebody. That little boy is what caught my attention. He looks so much like you, Letty." I chuckled and shook my head at him.

"Is he yours?" Sara asked. I raised an eyebrow and shrugged a little. It's always been a touchy subject to me. I've never liked to talk about it because it was a personal issue with his father.

"He looks so much like you. He's got to be yours. He is, right?" Mike questioned me.

"He's my nephew." I stated. Mike raised both eyebrows and I chuckled. "His mother passed away so I'm taking care of him til one day I run into his father. His father has no knowledge of his existence."

"We're having a cookout slash party thing going on tonight. It's just going to be some friends. We'd love it if, maybe you can get a babysitter, you can be there. I'm sure you'd have fun."

"I'll try. Give me your number." I took out my cell phone and pressed a few buttons. "I'll call you if I can't make it." She gave me her number and I put it in my phonebook.

"We'll see you around I guess, huh Letty?" Mike asked. I smiled adn nodded.

"I'll probably come tonight. I'll call and get the info. What time is it?"

"Around six to ... whenever." Sara said. I chuckled and nodded again.

"Oh, so it's that kind of party. Alcohol?" I asked.

"Hell yeah. Everybody's over 21. We'll set somebody outside to check for ID." All of us laughed and I looked at her. She was being serious. "Dress sexy. I can tell you don't have a boyfriend." I looked down at myself. I was wearing a pair of grease or oil stained jeans and an old white wife beater. I didn't look bad, I don't know why she would assume I didn't have a boyfriend.

"Why do you assume I don't have a boyfriend? I mean I could, he could just not be here."

"Letty." She looked into my eyes. "Do you have a boyfriend?" I shook my head and she chuckles.

"It's not funny!" I said hitting her shoulder playfully. I felt a tap on my back. I turned and looked at the little boy. He looked at me and I smiled.

"Who they?" He asked me quietly.

"These are my friends. Hun, this is Mike and this is Sara." Mike looked at the boy then at me. "What?"

"Are you sure he's not your kid?" Sara asked.

"You two look so much alike it's incredible." Mike added. I chuckled and nodded at him.

"I'm sure he isn't mine, you guys."

"Okay." Sara said. I could tell she still didn't believe me but oh well.

We stood there and talked for about 20 minutes. They had to hurry and get home to be there when people started arriving and to get things together for the party. The little boy and I had some more shopping to do so we parted ways. As I headed toward the next aisle I noticed the little boy was watching the tiles on the floor. I pushed the part up and down the rest of the aisles. The cart wasn't full so I picked up a 24 pack of Pepsi and some beer to take to the party tonight.

"What's wrong?" I asked the little boy. I could tell something was wrong. It was obvious in the way he was acting.

"No thing." He said breaking the word into two.

"Are you sure?" He nodded his head and looked back at the tile. I sighed and pushed the cart up to the cashier. I put my things on the counter and they rang it up. My total was alomst fourty dollars. I shrugged it off and pushed my cart to my car. I popped the trunk and put the groceries in. I closed the trunk and pushed the cart over to the store. I pushed it close to the rest of the rest of the carts then pulled the boy out of the basket. I carried him back to my car and unlocked the drivers side door. I opened it and set the boy on the seat. He crawled over to the other seat and buckled his seat belt. I got in and started the car. I put on my seatbelt and looked over at the boy. "What's wrong?" I asked pulling out onto the road.

"You always told me not to lie."

"What do you mean?"

"You lied."

"What are you talking about?"

"No thing."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Baby?" He shook his head.

"No!" I nodded and looked back at the road. He kept looking at me but I kept my eyes on the road. I heard him sigh but I didn't look over. "Sorry." He watched me, I didn't react. "Sorry!" He kept looking at me and I kept my eyes on the road. "Hello? I said sorry."

"So?" I asked him. I looked over at him and glared. His face was red and I knew he was hurt and upset.

"That means you were supposed to say something back! You know, like okay!" He screamed loudly at me. "Say okay!" He screamed. Without thinking I lifted my right hand and the back of my hand met his cheek with a loud smacking sound. Just after I did that I realized what I did. I looked over and there were tears streaming freely down his already bruising cheek. I pulled into my driveway and leaned over the steering wheel and looked over at him. He looked out the window and unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Honey." I said. We both turned in our seats as a black car pulled in the driveway behind my car. The boy looked at me, his eyes were red and puffy. "When we go inside, go to your room and lock the door." He frowned and shook his head. "Yes."

"You lied. You said you'd stop."

"Listen to me!" I took a breath. "Just do what I say." He sighed, knowing better than to argue. I got out of my car and walked around to the back of the car to get the groceries. There were two people in the car and the guy on the passenger's side got out. He was built muscularly and he was taller than me. He was tanned nicely and had really short dark brown hair. He came up behind me and put his hands on my hips and I pushed him off. He got mad and grabbed the back of my neck roughly. "Get off." I started. I was quiet for certain reasons. I didnt want the boy to pain about what was going on. He gripped my neck harder and I winced. He pushed me into the edge of my car and I looked over at the boy. The big guy looked over at him and he let go of my neck, starting toward the boy. He grabbed the little boys arm and tugged on it roughly.

"Ouch." The boy said. I pushed myself off the car and looked at them.

"So you gonna put your nose in my business?" He questioned the little boy. "I'm gonna beat your ass like your dad needs to." He lifted his hand and brought it down on the boys backside. The boy cried out in pain and I looked over at him.

"Hey." The guy looked at me and let the boys arm go. "Leave him alone, Chris."

"You can't hit him, he needs to be punished for sticking his nose in other peoples business." He took his hands in mine and walked to me. "Our business." He leaned in to kiss me, but I moved away from his face. "What?"

"Don't touch him." I said. He looked at the boy then back at me.

"He needs to learn."

"He can learn from me."

"You don't do anything."

"You don't touch him." His hand drew back and he slapped me hard. I bit my bottom lip and glared at him. My fist came hard and fast as it hit him in the jaw. He stumbled back and glared at me.

"Fine. If that's the way you want it to be." He stepped back toward the car he came in. "You fucking bitch. You are such a slut!"

"I'm only a slut because I won't go out with you." I said loudly. I could tell the driver of the car heard that because he was now laughing.

"Fuck you!"

"Sorry, no," He nodded and got in his car. I sighed and watched the car back out of the driveway and speed down the street. I looked over to the boy and he was crying. I walked over to him and picked him up. I rested him on my hip and he put his head on my shoulder and cried more. I ran a hand up and down his back and he kept crying. I walked over to the trunk and grabbed the bag with the icecream. The rest could wait. The boy had always come first since he came into my life. I walked to my front door and unlocked it. I closed the door after I walked inside and set my keys on the mantle. I locked the door and went into the kitchen. I set the boy on the counter and looked at him. "Baby?" He looked into my eyes and I could tell he was scared. "You okay, hun?"

"No." He was still upset with me.

"How about some icecream?" He licked his bottom lip and nodded. I smiled and nodded back. "Good."

AHHHHHHHHHHH! It's finally typed. I might need a little bit of an explination for some of the characters in this chapter. Mike is Letty's (OLD) boyfriend... before Dom. After they broke up they never really talked. Sara is Mike's younger sister. Three years younger. Her and Letty were really good friends (before she was friends with Mia). Chris is Letty's... I can't really say boyfriend. She's going to explain it in one of the next two chapters. The little boy. Well, I guess it can be a bit confusing. It's not a complicated story... I'm just making it sound that way. It'll come out soon, but not too soon. Sorry for the wait.

Remember one thing about this fic. It's written by a 16 year old near the end of the school year. Ugh. Finals are in two weeks. I'm stressing over those and then I keep doing this story before studying and homework. I think I'm going to wait until schools out to do the next chapters. What do you think? I've already started chapter six. I just might take a break. But tomorrows Friday. I'll write this weekend. I'll probably get 6 and 7. I think I'm trying to stay home tomorrow. Disections in Biology. ICK.