Thank You 4/?

Dom's POV:

I pulled into Neptune's Net and parked Vince's Maxima. I went inside and ordered some popcorn shrimp and a Corona. I ate my food in silence and sipped on my beer…I don't know how long I was sitting there, but out the corner of my eye I thought I spotted a waitress who looked like Letty, but that was impossible! I watched her, only getting a glimpse of her profile and the back of her head. I saw her clock out by the back door and she turned around and smile saying goodbye to one of the waiters...it was Letty!

I jumped to my feet and ran out the front towards the back, where I saw her headed to a black 2002 Toyota Tacoma. Her license read, 'PDiesel,' she also had a pink bumper sticker that had black block letters, written. 'Pure Diesel' I yelled at her to get her attention over the sounds of the ocean and motorcycles. "Hey! Stop!" I saw Letty turn towards me and lift her shades up on her head. A frown started forming on her beautiful face as I approached her, taking long strides. When I was nearly next to her, her eyes got as big as saucers and she reached in her pocket and pulled out what looked like…mace!

"Stop right there! I'm…not afraid to use this!" I stopped in my tracks and looked at her funny. "It's me, Dominic," she frowned. "Who?" As I was about to answer she cut me off. "No, you know what? Don't answer that. I don't care! Get away from me." I stepped closer to her and she took two steps back. "This is the last time I'm gonna warn you!" My frown of confusion, transformed into one of sadness; I looked down at her hand and saw no ring.

Then I started to notice how different she did look. She wore a pair of ripped daisy dukes, and pink halter-top that showed off her belly button, which was pierced, and a pair of pink Diesel's. Her hair was dyed light brown and cut to her shoulders and she had her nose pierced. It was like she was Letty, but…she wasn't.

"You really don't know who I am?" She shook her head. "Nope, sorry, but I am wondering how you think you know me. I just moved here," I shook my head and sighed. "I don't think I know you. I do." She raised her chin as if challenging me. "Then what's my name?" I shrugged like it wasn't a very challenging question. "Letty."

Her mouth dropped open in shock and she gasped. "How did you-," she stopped and looked down at her nametag. "Oh, Yeah! Mister-know-it-all! Silly me, I should remember to loose the nametag when I'm asking complete strangers if they know my name!" She rolled her eyes and stuck her fist on her hip. "leave me alone!" She turned and opened the door to her truck, but before she could get in I grabbed her arm.

A look of terror swept across her face. "Hey! Let me go!" I growled, trying to hold her still. "Look, all I wanna do is talk," her eyes narrowed and she snarled. "Ha! Right, that's all rapist want to do! I must've missed that in my last issue of Cosmo! Next thing I know I'll be chopped up into little pieces sitting in your freezer!" She turned toward the building and yelled. "Rape! Rape! Ra-!" I covered her mouth with my hand and whispered in her ear. "Are you crazy? I'm not gonna rape you. What the hell is your problem?" I glanced around to see if anyone had heard her, but no one was paying attention. Thank God.

"Owww!" I yelped out and yanked my hand back to see teeth marks on the inside of my palm. She bit me! Letty tried to get away, but I grabbed her from behind. Maybe it wasn't the best thing to do but I couldn't think of anything other way to stop her. "Hey! Stop. I just wanna talk, seriously." She huffed, struggling to get out of my grasp. "You're gonna kill me!" She spat out, twisting a little and elbowing me in my stomach, knocking the wind out of me; she got a couple of inches away but I regained my composure enough to grab her again from behind and growled in her ear. "Will you chill the fuck out please?"

Letty finally stopped struggling and peered over her shoulder at me. I sighed and asked. "Now, when I let go of you, you're not gonna run and scream, right?" She groaned, giving in. "Yeah, alright." I let go of her and before I could even take a breath she stomped on my foot, grabbed my arm and bent over-pulling me with her.

I fell on my side, landing on the ground with a hard thud and once I looked up she sprayed me with mace. "Ahhh!" I screamed. My eyes were burning for a second, as I attempted to wipe away the stinging pain. I heard her truck engine start and then tires screeched after that. I couldn't really see too much, but I caught a glimpse of her turning left towards LA.

I stood up, dabbing my eyes with my shirt and groaned; this is fucking insane!