2 WEEKS LATER

Another infected stab wound later, Sienna was not in the mood for any rubbish. Her mother all of a sudden was calling her throughout the morning, asking for hospital fees money. Sienna and her mother never had the greatest relationship, but nevertheless she was trying her hardest to come up with the money, which had meant that she was unbelievably stressed. Her brother wasn't picking up his phone, which meant that 90% of the phone calls she received from her mother was her asking where Brian was. Sienna was hurt, angry and stressed, and on top of all that, Gisele took Sienna to the mall in order to relieve her stress.

Evidently, it wasn't the greatest decision.

"Do you think this looks good?" Gisele said, her Mexican accent creeping up slightly. They were in the local shopping mall, buying some new clothes. Gisele had said she was sick and tired of wearing the same style of clothes at work; she wanted a change. Apparently, her clothes were too uncomfortable to drive in.

Sienna gave a quick glance at the flowery top Gisele was holding, looking back at her phone, she said "It looks great". Brian always seemed to call all the time and answer whenever Sienna called but that day, it had seemed like Sienna was unwillingly delegated the strenuous responsibility of dealing with their mother.

"I need more than that, Sienna" Gisele moaned, placing the top back on the rack.

"It looks sexy, cute, comfortable. Happy, my love?" Sienna said pacifying her friend.

"What are they doing here? Hey guys!" Sienna overheard Gisele say. Confused, she looked over to where Gisele had gone. As if her day couldn't get any worse, Owen and Camerón were also in the shop. A multitude of questions had formed in her mind like, what were they doing in the shopping mall? What a coincidence? Sienna's mind didn't even want to think about the questions it had individually for Owen. She was beyond puzzled when it came to her feelings for him. She didn't want him to see her mad and annoyed just weeks after a really good moment in their relationship. But, when life gives you lemons, hand life back those lemons and tell it to fuck off.

"Ay! How are you guys?" Sienna felt Owen's gaze on her as Camerón was speaking. She compartmentalised her problems, first deal with Brian then her mother, and then Owen.

"we're good"

"peachy" the girls had replied.

"Sienna, how's that hole in your stomach?" Camerón asked. Taking her eyes off her phone, she looked at her concerned frenemy and then an unimpressed Owen who did not seem to like the fact that Sienna already had a fresh wound.

"It got infected, your friend came over in the night and gave me some meds. He's a great guy" Sienna replied, her eyes back on her phone. Suddenly, her phone began ringing and it was no other than Brian. Whipping the phone straight to her ear, she excused herself from the group, walking a couple of steps away. She was close enough for them to hear her side of the conversation however.

"Brian? Why are you such an asshole?" Sienna accused angrily before her brother could exchange any greetings.

"What is wrong with you Sienna? I left my phone at home, and now I have a billion missed calls from you? And mom's been calling too, but I haven't even bothered to check that out. Are you okay? What's happened?" Brian defended. The poor guy was scared out of his mind that his sister was on the brink of the death, but was instead welcomed to an angry voice on the other end of the call.

"It's mom. She's killing my soul. She called me in the morning asking for money for her hospital visit, I said I'd give it to her but I need a couple of g's to make ends meet" Sienna explained.

Her friends a couple of feet from her were intently listening into the conversation, curious to see Brian get the receiving end of her frustration.

"Who's Brian?" Owen asked inquisitively, Sienna had sounded incredibly angry and a part of him wanted to go and hug her and make everything right again. The other part of him wanted to know who Brian was and why she sounded so mad at her mother.

"Her brother. " Gisele answered quickly, eager to end the conversation so she could carry on listening.

"Why's she so mad?" Owen had asked, but her ended up getting that answer from Sienna herself.

"Don't worry about the money. I'm your big brother and I'm her oldest, I've got it covered" Brian reassured.

Sienna rubbed her face in stress and pain. "I'm so done with her shit, man. She never phones or calls back. She literally phoned me today and began with 'oh hey Sienna, I couldn't get through to Brian and I need money for the hospital'. Like, where's your manners? Have you ever thought to think about whether I'm alive or not? Do you even know what continent I'm on?" Overwhelmed with emotions, Sienna left the shop and went outside. "Brian. I'm so tired, I'm ill, mom may be the worst human being in the world and yet I can't stop worrying about her"

"Sienna. I know you never listen to me, but just this once, just take care of yourself. Stop making yourself ill. I know one hundred per cent that she's going to be fine - she always is. I'll call her and go see her in the hospital. Don't make yourself even more ill by worrying about the woman who didn't even notice you left the house at 14. You're kind to the wrong people." Brian had lectured kindly. "Let's change the subject; I haven't spoken to you in ages. What's new in your packed life? You've always got something going on, it's hard to keep track"

"I got hurt the other day and the freaking wound got infected. I haven't slept in ages, and I'm losing my touch" Sienna sighed. She felt relieved that her brother was going to take care of her mum's situation at home.

"Losing your touch, what do you mean?"

Sienna mentally cursed herself for letting her tell Brian she was 'losing her touch'. Ever since she was young, Brian had personally took the responsibility of finding the perfect guy for Sienna. Before Brian took the mantle, every boy he would catch her with would leave their house either crying or angry. He had felt unbelievably sorry for the poor boys who would anticipate a kind, loving girl but instead would be greeted with a bitter, at times rude girl. The boys from the street races had decided upon themselves that it would be in their best interests to keep their relationships with Sienna platonic. She was a fierce, loyal friend - but as someone's girlfriend? Insufferable. Eventually even Brian had given up on finding a man for his wild, erratic sister and concluded that she could only love herself.

"I mean... I'm just not on my game recently" She had replied.

"Why are you not on your game? Tell me everything" That was definitely never going to happen. There's boundaries on every relationship - and you never tell your big brother what was happening in your romantic life. I rebuke in the name of my street cred.

"Brian. The signals getting dodgy, I can't-

"Cut the crap. I'll call you later with news from mom"

That was why their relationship had worked so well. They had stayed out of each other's business.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Sienna felt at ease knowing that she could sit out this potential disaster. But, then the compartmentalisation had flooded back into her. Now, she would have to deal with Owen. Maybe later.

Just like that, Sienna hustled her way out of the shopping mall without her friends noticing, avoiding her feelings for another day

I GUESS A TUESDAY?

Living in Mexico had meant for Sienna that there was no such thing as a 'normal Tuesday'. There was always a problem that had to be dealt with. This Tuesday was definitely nothing different.

When Camerón had burst through Sienna's front door, she knew that there was something wrong. Looking at his face, she realised immediately that he was worried, stressed, scared even. Despite the face that the two had argued like cats and dogs, whenever they were in trouble, you could bet that they always had each other's back. Sienna had seen Camerón whine, angry, bored, tired – even happy, but she'd never seen him scared. He showed her the ropes of the town; he was her first race; her first win on new roads. They had history, and with history, there was a sense of duty.

"Sienna" He had started with a melancholy tone.

"What's wrong? Whose ass do I have to kick" Sienna replied aggressively, storming into her room to grab her keys.

Catching up to her in her room, Camerón urged, "Sienna, seriously, this is something much bigger than us, man. You being a bitch will not help the situation"

"What mess are you in, Camerón?" Sienna questioned, her keys were in her hand and she was not in the mood to play around.

"Braga. And maybe people bigger than Braga. Maybe other cartels too"

Sienna's face dropped in defeat. How am I supposed to fight Braga and every other cartel in this city? She could barely handle Braga without one of them pulling a gun out. She didn't even want to think about the other cartels. For the first time in a long time, Sienna felt defenceless. How could she help Camerón?

"Why? What did you do?" Sienna asked simply, maybe there was a way to pacify the situation.

"I did nothing. The strip that I use for my races; the one that's basically mine and nobody had said anything about it? Word on the street is that the cartels are looking to use my strip for their own personal gain."

"They can't do that it's yours. Where's the code? You can't just take a man's living"

"Believe me hermanita, I said exactly that to Braga and Jose, individually. They practically told me to deal with it. There's going to be a war. The cartels versus me, and then the cartels are going to fight for the strip. Sienna, our streets are going to be bloody. How can we stop this?"

Sienna was stuck, she knew how much Camerón had relied on that strip for his money, the money that he needs for his abuelita's medicine. But, there was no way on this Earth that Camerón and his men plus Sienna would beat the cartels. She couldn't help but think about the kids that watch the races every week, because it was the only fun that they could have. A place where they could relax, not worry about school, home problems, friends. If the cartels take that strip over, drugs would easily come into those streets. There were so many things wrong with the cartels taking over that one piece of road and Sienna just did not know what to do.

Until, she realised that there was a man out there that could help.

"I have an idea"

Sienna felt her ego slowly crush as she knocked on Owen Shaw's door. All those occasions where he offered to help her and she completely shot him down, how was he going to respond this time when it's the other way around? The last time he helped her she pulled a gun out on him. She couldn't help but feel like a hypocrite, but this wasn't for her. It was for Camerón and every other person who lived here. Slight scuffling inside the house had made her heart pound unexpectedly. Suddenly, the door opened, "Sienna. What a lovely surprise" Owen affectionately said. His hair was ruffled a little and his body leant to the doorframe in a casual manner.

"Owen. I need to talk to you" Sienna had said. She gulped slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking about more, Camerón huge problem or just how sexy Owen looked just leaning there.

"What about?" Owen said concerned. He moved out of the way and ushered her into his home.

Hastily walking inside, she turned around to face him but was startled when she saw just how close he was to her. "Camerón has a problem" She said quieter than she expected. He took a step back and folded his arms together, giving his biceps much more definition.

"What's wrong?" He asked inquisitively.

"Okay." She started. "So, you know how Camerón's road for his races are basically his?" He nodded in confirmation. "Well, the cartels think that they can come in and take it from him because it makes a lot of money. But, if they do this then all the drugs are going to come into the streets, Camerón won't be able to pay for his abuelita's medicine and abuelita makes the greatest food in the entire world. She can't die. I need her! The streets are going to get bloody because me and him won't give up the strip without a fight, but I'm scared because these guys actually hate me so they wont hesitate to put a bullet-"

Owen quickly grabbed her arms and brought her in to him in an attempt to calm her down. She gratefully accepted and wrapped her arms around him. Sienna was breathing heavily and it was evident that the girl who's always on top of her problems was slowly crumbling. Owen put his head on her forehead and gently shushed her as she gradually calmed herself down.

"I'm stressed," She finally said, moving away from Owen so she could look at him properly.

"What do you want to do about this?" He asked

"I need your help"

His eyes widened with astonishment and disbelief, did she really just put her ego to the side to help her brother? This girl surprises me everyday. "Sienna. I'd love to help you both, but I'm not sure what I could do"

"I need you to help us. Help me into getting the cartels to back off and leave our streets"

"You're going to need to listen to me completely, can you actually do that?"

In a flash, Sienna went from emotional to egotistical. Folding her arms, she started, "I need your help, not for you to dictate everything"

Suddenly, her body was moved to the wall, as Owen closed the space between them. Her breathing quickened as his face was achingly close to hers. He raised his eyebrows at her, unimpressed with her lack of manners. "Okay" she whispered, her arms were lodged between her body and his, the only thing that had kept the two from sealing their fate. It took every ounce of will for Sienna to not use this opportunity and kiss his perfect lips.

"Listen, babe. I have a plan, and it genuinely requires you to tone down the attitude just a little bit" All she could do was nod slowly. Her heart and mind wasn't listening a single word he spoke. The pounding of her heart taking control of everything inside. Her eyes fixated on his lips, and then to his eyes. His deep brown eyes dilated once met with her hazel eyes. Silence struck as the two began to realise their fate. Her arms trailed up to his shoulders, loving the feeling of his firm body, she felt his eyes searing into her body making her feel almost self-conscious, unable to speak but only gaze helplessly at the handsome man who was so unbelievably close to her. He itched closer, pushing her body as close as he could.

Suddenly, the interrupting sound of his phone buzzing startled the both of them. Catching her breath from the sudden overwhelming feeling of desire, Sienna watched as Owen answered his phone. She took this interruption as a gift from God himself as she was utterly relieved that she didn't delve into the mysterious, dangerous feelings of passion that she had felt. She started to walk towards the door, but Owen quickly stopped her.

Covering the phone with his hand, he asked, "Sienna. I'll end the call in two minutes. Wait"

"No, it's fine. I'll talk to you later about what we're going to do" She couldn't risk staying around him, who knew what she would do in the name of desire.

Owen smiled a little as he looked at her intently. "I owe you a kiss"

Her heart fluttered with pure happiness. A coy smile fell upon her face as she turned around and left his house, allowing no signs of confirmation or acceptance.

She had begun to fall deeply for him.

AN: 21 followers and 18 followers? Thank you so much for all the recent love! I hope you enjoyed this, it is quite long sorry! Also, thank you so much for your reviews, which is literally the only email that I would eagerly open up. Don't hesitate to drop a message ;)