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The next morning Letty woke up to the morning light disturbing her sleep. She grunted and pulled a pillow to cover her face from the sun rays that beamed through the open window. She turned her head to the side and saw Dom's warm and sleeping body.

She poked at his bicep with a finger. "Dom?" She whispered.

She poked at him again "Dom?"

She poked him again and this time a little harder. Dom grunted and turned his body to the side as he mumbled something incoherently. Letty rolled her eyes and removed the pillow away from her face, adjusting her eyes to the morning light. She stared up at the ceiling for a good while as she listened to Dom's heavy breathing. Letty scooted herself closer into Dom but hissed at her bold movement. "ahh fuck!" she cried in sharp pain. She had completely forgotten about her bruised ankle. Any movement of her ankle felt as if there were stabbing pins and needles on her skin.

Dom rubbed his face with his hand and turned to face the girl in pain next to him. He yawned. "Let are you okay?"

"No my ankle really hurts."

"Damn, let me see." Dom knelt on bed and gently elevated her foot onto a pillow. He carefully unwrapped her bandage and gasped on how swollen her ankle was.

"Let we gotta take you to the hospital."

"What? No"

"Why not? Letty we have to."

"No, I don't wanna go."

"Let-"

With clenched hands Letty grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled him in for a sweet morning kiss. Dom instinctively clenched a fist of her hair in his hand and pulled her in, deepening their kiss.

"Wow, what was that about?" Dom asked in a chuckled once they pulled away.

"What? Can't I kiss my fiancé when I want to?" She asked teasingly.

"Well good morning to you too" he grinned.

Letty bit onto her lower lip and propped herself onto her elbows. "So did you get hammered last night?"

Dom raised an eyebrow and pointed a finger at himself. "Does it look like I got hammered?" He grinned. Letty chuckled and fully rested onto her back. Dom slightly lifted her shirt and started to draw patterns on her belly.

"Do you feel rushed into our engagement?"

Letty slightly furrowed her eyebrows. "No. Why?"

Dom shrugged. "I think maybe we should try and slow things down."

Letty propped herself onto her elbows "What?"

"I don't want to rush you into anything so maybe we should slow it down a bit"

Letty furrowed her eyebrows. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Let you could be honest with me. I don't want to scare you off"

"Scare me off from what? I honestly don't know what you're talking about."

Dom stopped his task of drawing patterns on her skin. He sighed. "I know you're barely adapting into this new life you're living and I know it might be overwhelming an-"

Letty slightly shook her head. "Dom you can't speak for me. When did I ever say I felt overwhelmed?"

"Well I have noticed lately that you lose control of your temper and its okay maybe its because you feel too overwhelmed or troubled by something."

Letty rose onto a seating position and straightened her back. "Who did you speak to?" She asked in a demand.

"What?"

"Who in the hell did you talk to last night?

"No one. Why?"

Letty gritted her teeth. "Don't lie. You must have spoken to someone to be getting these crazy ideas."

"Let, they're not crazy ideas."

"Who did you talk to?" Dom kept quiet and looked down on their sharing duvets. "It was her wasn't it? Elena?" Letty deadpanned.

Dom's silenced confirmed her suspicion. "Dammit Dom are you seriously taking advice on our relationship from her!?" She snapped at him.

"No I am not taking in her advice."

"Really Dom?" She asked sarcastically "Because it kinda seems as if you are. What the hell did that bitch tell you that you were stupid enough to believe!?" She snapped at him

"Letty don't raise your tone at me and do not offend me!"

"Well maybe I wouldn't have to if you weren't a complete imbecile!"

Dom abruptly got out of bed "See this what I mean about you not being able to control your temper."

Letty pointed a finger at herself. "Oh so I'm the one with the problem?" She yelled in sarcasm.

Dom stomped over to an open drawer and pulled out a pair of jeans "All I wanted was to talk calmly but that's not possible with you being this paranoid" He pulled up his pants and zipped up his zipper.

Forgetting about her swollen ankle, Letty swung her legs over the bed and hissed from the sharp pain she felt from her ankle. She bit onto her lower lip and swallowed in her pain. "Well I wouldn't be this paranoid only if you were only smart enough to come to your senses and realized that Elena is manipulating you!"

"Our problems are between me and you and no one else."

"And yet we're fighting because of her."

Letty gritted her teeth and annoyingly started tapping her fingers onto the bedside table "That bitch is lucky I have a twisted ankle or I would have marched my way to her room and broken her nose and knock her teeth out." Letty growled.

Dom sighed and ran a hand over his bald head out of frustration. Letty huffed. "What? Did I offend you when I threaten to break poor, old and sweet innocent Elena's nose?" She asked sarcastically. Dom rolled his eyes and grunted. He sat down on a chair and placed his elbows onto his knees, resting his chin onto his balled fists.

A long period of silence finally invaded the room as the couple pondered hard on their thoughts and the steamed that traced through their nostrils cooled off.

"You know what Dom? Maybe Elena was right after all. Maybe we aren't ready for marriage." Letty spoke lowly and softly. Dom looked over at her and saw something that he rarely ever seen in her; she had watery eyes, tears that threaten to spill out of them. Dom immediately hurried forward and knelt down in front of her .He put a hand on her knee but Letty pushed it off "Don't touch me" She muttered.

"Letty I love you and I do want to marry you."

"No you don't." She spoke lowly.

"Yes I do. If you don't ever want me to talk to Elena again then I won't." Dom said in a pleading voice. He reached out again and grabbed her hands. "Please forgive me."

"Just leave." Letty deadpanned.

"Let-"

"Leave. I want to be alone." She demanded in a soft voice.

Dom sighed and nodded. He stood straight up, grabbed his keys and wallet and with his tail between his legs, he walked out the front door. Letty was barely able to keep herself from crying but she held back any daring tears from shedding. No, she did not want to cry, not over this at least. She didn't want to give Elena that satisfaction. Letty inhaled and exhaled deeply, she had to be strong.

Brian knocked on the bathroom door. "Hey Let, you in there?" He patiently waited for her respond, but frowned when he heard gagging noise coming from the inside. He knocked again "I'm coming in." Brian turned the door knob and walked inside. He gasped when he saw a paled face Letty bent in front of the toilet seat. Brian hurried forward and pulled her hair out of her face, helping her to vomit inside the toilet bowl with more eased. "Shit, you all right girl?" He asked as he grabbed a hair tie that he conveniently found on the floor. He handed it over to Letty.

Letty gave him a weak smile. "Thanks." She accepted the hair tie and pulled her hair up into a messy ballerina bun. Letty wiped her mouth clean with the back of her hand and leaned her head against the wall. "I guess I must have eaten something bad." She groaned.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

Brian stood up and opened the bathrooms cupboard and pulled out a pink bottle of what looked like a Pepto-Bismol. Letty looked up at him and nodded as she accepted the bottle from his hands. Brian sighed and sat on the ground next to her.

Letty turned her head to the side and faced him. "How did you get in the room?" She asked lowly.

"Dom gave me his key card. I came up here to ask you if you were gonna tag along with us?"

"Where are you guys going?"

"We're picking Mia and Leon up from the airport."

Letty sighed and dropped her head back against the wall, thanking the heavens that it was Brian who came in and asked instead of Dom. She wouldn't know what she would say or how she would react if Dom was the one who saw her hunched over at a toilet seat. "I would go but my ankle is still in a lot of pain." She answered lowly and honestly.

Brian nodded. "Yeah I understand."

Letty swallowed hard. "So I suppose you know that Dom and I had an argument."

Brian nodded. "I assumed after he gave me your key card and asked me to check up on you." He put his hand on her knee and smiled at her. "Are you okay?"

Letty nodded and smiled back. "I'm fine thanks. I manage to crawl to the bathroom by myself." She chuckled.

Brian chuckled. "That you did," he stood up "I'll call Dom to come in here and get you."

Letty's eyes immediately widened. "No!" She grabbed his ankle and looked up at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't call him."

Brian furrowed his eyebrows in slight confusion. "Why?"

"Because I'm mad at him," she twisted her lips and slightly shook her head. "I really don't want to see him right now."

Brian nodded. "Okay then. I'll tell either Tej or Roman to stay here with you then."

Letty let go of her grip and shook her head. "No I don't need anyone to take care of me."

"Let you can't be alone. Shaw is on our tail. Somebody needs to stay here with you."

Letty bit onto the tip of her thumbs fingernail and nodded. "Alright then, but I don't want Dom to stay. It has to be either Tej or Roman."

"Alright no problem." Brian stepped out of the bathroom.

"Oh and Brian?" Brian turned around and raised his eyebrows at her.

"Please don't tell Dom you saw me getting sick. I don't want to worry him anymore than what he already is."

Brian nodded. "Okay"

"Please."

"I won't, but are you sure you're okay?" He asked with uncertainty.

"Yeah definitely," Letty shrugged "just had food poisoning." She answered nonchalantly

Brian sighed. "Alright Let, If you say so."

Letty intensively watched Brian cross her room and reached the front door. She sighed in relieve as she saw the front door closed shut, leaving her alone in a vacated room. She groaned and leaned back into the toilet bowl, gagging in it. When she pulled away she looked down at her hand that held the Pepto-Bismol bottle. She grunted as she angrily tossed the bottle away from her sight.

She sighed and leaned back against the bathrooms wall. She didn't need any damn Pepto-Bismol; she knew food poisoning wasn't her problem and it was something that Pepto-Bismol couldn't resolve. Well at least she hoped she was wrong. Letty trusted that Brian wouldn't say anything but she was afraid that he might spill out what he saw by accident. He seemed to believe that she had food poisoning and Letty really wanted to believe it herself but her gut screamed that she was pregnant.

Letty grunted as she used the wall as a leverage to steady herself onto her working leg. She hobbled her way and gripped onto the edge of the bathrooms counter. She stared hard at her own reflection in the mirror. How could this be happening to her? Why on this exact moment when she's really upset with Dom? Letty mentally prayed to the heavens to soon get her period. She was already late and that only raised her suspicions. As she continued to stare back at her own reflection, she finally gave in and that's when her tears finally started to flow.

I know, I know this chapter is a bit sad but no worries it will get better, I promise:)

Keep holding tight there are only 7 chapters left! :)