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Chapter 58-Nothin' Happened

No POV

Sasha finally pulled up to Leon's apartment, which was under Vince's, at 10:43 P.M. Leon was sitting out on the porch waiting for her. He looked a wreck. He was wearing shorts that were two sizes too big for him and no shirt. He had on long socks and sandals.

"Nice outfit." Sasha commented as she made her way to the porch. He let out a grunt. She bent down to his eye-level and lifted his face with her fingers. He was crying. "Aww Slick come here." She said, pulling his head to her shoulders. She had never seen Leon cry before. It broke her heart to see him so torn up. "Come on. I'll fix us some hot chocolate and you can tell me what happened." She told him, helping him from the porch.

When she got in his house, she walked straight to his kitchen. She opened all of the cabinets, searching for where he'd keep his chocolate.

"Leon where's your chocolate?" She asked, standing on her tippy-toes to peek into a high cabinet.

"All out." He said simply, flopping his worn out body down on his sofa.

"You could've told me that. Fine, orange juice will have to do." She sighed, pulling the container from the fridge. She poured them each a class and retreated back to the living room. She handed Le the class and took a seat on the other end of the couch. She cross her legs Indian style as she waited for him to speak. "Well, what happened?"

"I don't know. We were fighting as usual. She said I talk about Jesse and the Team way too much. Said I think about them more then I did us. She got mad 'cus I quit volunteering." He said, his voice shaky. Sasha could tell he was about to cry again.

"Why'd you quit firefighting? I thought that's what you wanted to do all along." She replied, catching his tears with her thumb.

"I did too. But it just wasn't as satisfying as working in the garage. I know that's fucked up for me to say. Saving someone's life and home isn't as satisfying as working on a beat up car. But cars are my passion. Volunteering was more like a hobby, ya know?" He asked, wiping the tears from his face with his forearm.

"I know. What else happened?" Sasha asked. She knew they couldn't be everything to the story.

"Well she started talking trash about the Team. You guys mean everything to me so I wasn't having it. She told me to pick; her or Jesse and the Team. Well you probably know why she isn't here." He continued. He picked us, Sasha thought.

"When did all of this happen Slick?" She asked, sipping the O.J.

"This mornin'." He replied, burping after chugging down the rest of his glass.

"Why didn't you come to us earlier?" She questioned.

"Because Dom won't have anything to do with me Sunshine. I fucked up. I miss Jesse so much. I talked about him nonstop." Leon rambled, tears forming in his eyes again.

"No Le. You didn't fuck up anything. Dom's just being a tough ass. In the mornin', you're goin' to the garage and you and Dom are gonna talk. I want you back around the house. I miss you Slick." She replied, pulling him into a hug.

When she pulled away from Leon, he was staring at her, lust burning in his eyes. Before she knew it, his lips were pressed against hers.

Dom's POV

I left the house about a half an hour after Jesse and the others came in. I needed to see Leon. I wanted to apologize for our fight the other day. It was immature and it shouldn't have happened. I know Jesse missed his brother and I missed him too. I missed him around the garage and the house.

I had been sitting outside of Leon's house for about ten minutes. I was thinking of a good way to say I was sorry without actually saying it. I wasn't big on apologies and the boys knew it. I didn't even notice Sasha's car parked across the street until I exited the car. Maybe she's just checking up on him. I walked across the yard towards his door when I peeked in the window. I couldn't believe my eyes. Sasha and Leon--kissing.

I didn't find any reason to stay, so I stalked back over to my Mazda. My blood boiled as I sped off back towards home.

Sasha's POV

What they hell was he doing? Why was Leon kissing me? I'm his best friends girlfriend for Christ sakes. These questions ran through my mind as I pulled away from Leon's kiss.

"Le.. Leon--" I started, but he interrupted me.

"I'm sorry Sasha. I didn't mean too. It's just, I haven't kissed a woman in so long. Bianca distanced herself from me forever. I'm sorry." He said, his tone apologetic.

"Leon. Vince is my boyfriend. You are like my brother. I can't be kissing you." I said, my head down in shame. I didn't want to hurt Leon, but I couldn't do that to Vince. I loved him too much. He looked away. I could see the regret in his face.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to bed. You can sleep here if you want." He said, standing from the couch. I grabbed his hand.

"It's okay Leon. I'm gonna sleep on the couch. Call me if you need anything." I said, sincerity in my voice. He nodded and made his way up the stairs.

"Um blankets are in the closet there." He stopped, pointing to the closet by the bathroom. I nodded and slung my body over the rest of the couch.

The next morning...

"Morning Sunshine." Leon said, referring to the nickname he'd given me. He was standing over the stove, making eggs and bacon.

"Mornin. Wait ... you can cook?!" I asked, shocked. He was always in the kitchen in the morning waiting for Mia to cook.

"Yeah. I had to learn when Mom was at work. Dad couldn't cook worth shit so." He smiled, putting the bacon on a plate with eggs. "I didn't know what all you wanted so this is all I cooked. Hope it's okay. If not, deal with it." He joked, handing me the plate. I was glad; my Slick man was back.

We sat on the couch eating the breakfast, watching some talk show.

"What are the hell are we watching? Isn't some racing show on or something." I asked, turning the channel with the remote. He snatched it out of my hands and turned it back.

"Montel Williams. Love this guy." He said, stuffing his mouth with eggs.

"What's gotten into you Le? You're cookin'. Watching talk shows. Your house is actually clean." I said surprised, looking around his home. Leon was always kept his car clean and his wardrobe. But never his room in the basement.

"I dunno. I guess being with her made me more..domestic." He replied. He took mine and his plates to the kitchen and began cleaning them. I just shook my head and smiled. I could get used to a cleaning and cooking Leon.

"So you gonna come by the house today?" I asked, standing and stretching.

"No." He replied quick.

"Why not?" I asked, walking over to him and jumping on the counter.

"Because Dominic doesn't want me around." He answered, putting the plates in the dishholder.

"Who care what Dom wants. Jesse wants you around and so does Vince. Letty misses you too." I told him.

"How is my mija? How's Maria?" He asked, drying his wet hands on a towel.

"Letty's good. She'll be out Thursday. Maria isn't doing so good. Me, Let, and Tone were thinkin' bout taking her off the life support." I answered, looking out the window across the room at my car.

"I'm sorry hon." He said with sympathy in his voice. I nodded and hopped off the counter.

"It's cool. Well I gotta get goin'. You better show up. At least come to the garage." I begged with pleading eyes.

"Maybe." He said with a smile. He reached in the cabinet and pull out a small container. He pulled out a toothpick and put it in his mouth. He looked at me and cheesed brightly. I couldn't help be bust up with laughter. He was adorable.

"Gimme one of those." I demanded, pointing at the toothpicks. He took another out and handed it to me. "Mmm chocolate flavored." I savored the taste as he handed me another one.

"You'll need this one." He laughed.

He walked me over to the door as I stopped on the porch. I turned and hugged him.

"How you getting home dawg?" He asked me. I punched him in the arm. "Sorry." I hated when he called me 'dawg' and he knew it. He couldn't help his Bronx roots though.

"Portia." I said simply, shading my eyes from the blinding sun.

"She cute?" He asked, a devilish grin playing on his face.

"If you're into cars, yeah." I said, walking down the walkway.

"What?" He yelled as I made my way across the street.

"This is Portia." I yelled back, pointing to my car. I pushed the button at the door opened. He ran across the street to me.

"You're shittin; me. You do not have a Porsche!" He was in pure shock. He was scoping the car out intensely. I was scared he was going to start humping it.

"I shit you not. Get away, I have to go." I said, shooing him from my car. I waved my goodbyes as I headed home.

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When I walked into the house, I found Jesse, Diana and Jimmy sitting in front the television mesmerized. I looked at the screen and cracked up with laughter. They were watching Scooby Doo. I don't see how three adults could be so captivated with a cartoon. I laughed as I made my way to the kitchen. I found Mia bent over the stove as usual. I shook my head as Vince, Dom, and Rome were sitting at the table, each reading the newspaper. Dom looked up at me, scowling.

"Whatever." I mumbled, grabbing me a Pepsi from the fridge. I grabbed my pills from a cabinet and tossed two in my mouth. I swallowed them down with a swig of Pepsi, then put it back in the fridge. "Where's Brian?" I asked Mia, who was fanning the smoking stove.

"Went baby shopping with Suki, Tej, and Lily." She replied, even distributing the large breakfast on plates. "Hungry?" She asked. I nodded my head 'no' and leant up against the sink. I was watching Vince concentrate on the paper. He was too cute. I could tell from the corner of my that Dominic was staring at me.

"What the fuck is your problem dude?" I yelled, annoyed by his evil glances.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." He replied, going back to his paper. Vince looked at him with concerned eyes.

"Dominic lay off me please. I'm having a good day, don't fuck it up." I answered, walking into the living room.

"I just bet you are after last night." I could barely hear his words as I stopped dead in my tracks. I pushed back into the kitchen.

"What the fuck did you just say?" I yelled, my hands on my hips.

"You heard me. And to think, you where gonna get on my case about Nicole when you were fuckin' around with Leon last night." He said, not looking up from his coffee.

"WHAT?!?!" Both Vince and I yelled.

"What's he talking about Sash?" Vince asked, now standing from his place at the table.

"I dunno. What ARE you talkin' about Dominic?" I re-elaborated, crossing my arms against my chest.

"Oh what, you don't remember? You and Leon on his couch last night." Dom growled, now standing in my face.

"If I were you bro I'd back off." I said softly but defiantly. "Nothin' happened between me and Leon last night." I assured them.

"See I always knew you two had something going on. You were always flirtin'. I thought 'hey maybe Le's just a nice guy' but I knew that was too good to be true. When you and Vince fought, who would you always run to?" Dom asked, the vein in his forehead popping out.

"Leon." Vince answered, looking at the floor. I couldn't believe it. He was actually believing Dominic over me! That's bullshit!

"Nothing happened Vince. I swear to you. He kissed me, that's it. He didn't even mean too. It was nothing. Please believe me Vince." I begged, putting my hands on either sides of his face. I wanted him to believe me. NOTHING happened other then Le kissing me. He pushed my hands from his face.

"I'm done with you. We're through." Was all he said before he stormed out of the kitchen.

"Where ya goin' V?" I heard Jesse ask. Seconds later, the front door slammed, causing the house to literally quake.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked at Dominic, fire in my eyes.

"I hate you." Was all I could say. I ran up the stairs and to my room. I wanted to be alone.