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Summary: Letty has loved Dom since she met him, but she never thought she would have chance with him. After years, of cruel teasing and harsh treatment from Dom, she finally begins to get over him. By the time she's sixteen, she realizes she just might be able to live with out him. But as Letty is getting over Dom, he is falling in love with her. Will Dom be able to tell Letty how he feels? Will it be too late? Each chapter will alternate POV between Dom and Letty.
Dom's POV
I clenched my fists as I walked away from Letty, my knuckles turning white. Wanting to run back into the kitchen, wanting to just make it all go away, I turned back around to her. She turned on her heel and went out the door as soon as she saw me turn. Huffing an exasperated sigh, I walked back into the living room and laid down on the couch. A stream of salty tears fell down each of my cheeks as I thought of how I was loosing my Letty.
The next few days were really hard for me and I could tell they were difficult for Letty as well. She slept in Mia's room, taking up half of the queen size bed, while I spent restless nights alone and exhausted in our bed. I would nuzzle my face into her pillow, finding my only comfort in it, and fall asleep, the pillow still wet with my tears. A few days passed, the boys and Letty would go to the garage, Mia would go over to that little store on the corner she was still working at, but I just couldn't bring myself to get out of the bed, to leave the house, to face her.
I would hear her walk upstairs, her heavy boots making tired thuds as she climbed the stairs after a long day at the garage. God, I wanted to touch her so badly. The need for her was like a dull ache in my bones. Finally, after three days of keeping to myself, shut away alone in my room, wanting to just avoid all the shit, I got myself up took a long, drawn out shower. The warm water was refreshing as it dripped down my body, stripping away all of my fears of confrontation with Letty. Wrapping up in a towel, I got out and went to change. Donning a pair of loose jeans and a tight white wife beater, I pulled on my boots and hoped in my Accord.
Pulling into the local flower shop, I went inside and ordered a dozen long- stem red roses. "For a special someone, Dominic?" old, little Mrs. Peterson asked as she put together the bouquet.
"Yeah," I smiled as I paid for them and walked out of the store. I said the words that I was going to tell Letty over and over again as I drove to the garage. Pulling into the building, the intoxicating smell of cars filled my nostrils as I shut the car door. Vince slid out from under a Dodge Ram and Leon walked out the office. My stomach was holding about a ton of butterflies as I recited my apology to Letty one final time. I was going to tell her how sorry I was, how much I loved her, and how much I needed her back.
"What's up guys?" I smiled as I looked around for her, "Where's Letty at I need to talk to her."
"She ain't here, dawg," Leon's voice was husky and his eyes fell back to the wrench in his hands.
"Oh is she at the store with Mia?" I asked looking at V.
V looked up at me, his gaze shifty as his jaw clenched, "She left this morning, Dom. She had a suitcase and everything. I'm sorry, man." A lump grew in my throat and it took me a second to process what he had just said.
"What, V?" I asked, not believing what I had just heard.
"I said she's gone, Dom."
Summary: Letty has loved Dom since she met him, but she never thought she would have chance with him. After years, of cruel teasing and harsh treatment from Dom, she finally begins to get over him. By the time she's sixteen, she realizes she just might be able to live with out him. But as Letty is getting over Dom, he is falling in love with her. Will Dom be able to tell Letty how he feels? Will it be too late? Each chapter will alternate POV between Dom and Letty.
Dom's POV
I clenched my fists as I walked away from Letty, my knuckles turning white. Wanting to run back into the kitchen, wanting to just make it all go away, I turned back around to her. She turned on her heel and went out the door as soon as she saw me turn. Huffing an exasperated sigh, I walked back into the living room and laid down on the couch. A stream of salty tears fell down each of my cheeks as I thought of how I was loosing my Letty.
The next few days were really hard for me and I could tell they were difficult for Letty as well. She slept in Mia's room, taking up half of the queen size bed, while I spent restless nights alone and exhausted in our bed. I would nuzzle my face into her pillow, finding my only comfort in it, and fall asleep, the pillow still wet with my tears. A few days passed, the boys and Letty would go to the garage, Mia would go over to that little store on the corner she was still working at, but I just couldn't bring myself to get out of the bed, to leave the house, to face her.
I would hear her walk upstairs, her heavy boots making tired thuds as she climbed the stairs after a long day at the garage. God, I wanted to touch her so badly. The need for her was like a dull ache in my bones. Finally, after three days of keeping to myself, shut away alone in my room, wanting to just avoid all the shit, I got myself up took a long, drawn out shower. The warm water was refreshing as it dripped down my body, stripping away all of my fears of confrontation with Letty. Wrapping up in a towel, I got out and went to change. Donning a pair of loose jeans and a tight white wife beater, I pulled on my boots and hoped in my Accord.
Pulling into the local flower shop, I went inside and ordered a dozen long- stem red roses. "For a special someone, Dominic?" old, little Mrs. Peterson asked as she put together the bouquet.
"Yeah," I smiled as I paid for them and walked out of the store. I said the words that I was going to tell Letty over and over again as I drove to the garage. Pulling into the building, the intoxicating smell of cars filled my nostrils as I shut the car door. Vince slid out from under a Dodge Ram and Leon walked out the office. My stomach was holding about a ton of butterflies as I recited my apology to Letty one final time. I was going to tell her how sorry I was, how much I loved her, and how much I needed her back.
"What's up guys?" I smiled as I looked around for her, "Where's Letty at I need to talk to her."
"She ain't here, dawg," Leon's voice was husky and his eyes fell back to the wrench in his hands.
"Oh is she at the store with Mia?" I asked looking at V.
V looked up at me, his gaze shifty as his jaw clenched, "She left this morning, Dom. She had a suitcase and everything. I'm sorry, man." A lump grew in my throat and it took me a second to process what he had just said.
"What, V?" I asked, not believing what I had just heard.
"I said she's gone, Dom."