Author's Note:

Hi,

I'm not sure if anyone still reads these stories, but I've always had this plot in my head about what Letty's past might look like, and I just feel like someone out there might enjoy it.

My English isn't perfect; I'm actually from Argentina, so my first language is Spanish. There might be some grammatical mistakes throughout, so consider yourself warned. Any corrections you might want to leave me will be appreciated—I'm happy to learn.

I really hope to receive some reviews, but even if I don't, I'm going to keep writing because I really need to get this story out of my head. I mean, it's been 10 years; I think it's time. Hope you enjoy it.

Labyrinth

Chapter 1: Trust.

This might be the millionth time we've been here. Dom is screaming from the bathroom, and I'm really not paying attention to what he is saying. I mean, I've heard it all before; I could recite it word by word. There's no need for me to waste my energy on focusing on his words.

"... I just don't like the way he looks at you. I know he still wants you," he finished. Yup, I know exactly what he said. It actually made me sad that after all these years, he doesn't trust me enough to be calm about the fact that I'm still friends with Travis. It seems like he is just preventing me from cheating, as if I were capable of doing something like that.

"You know, your jealousy doesn't bother me. What actually makes me sad is that you don't trust me enough to know that I will never do something to hurt you. Travis is my friend, and yes, he is also my ex, but firstly, that was a really long time ago. Secondly, I am with you. I don't want or need anyone else," I said while I walked towards him, looking him directly in the eyes. "No one in this world is you, Dom. I know I don't say it that much, but I have shown you how much I love you and how much you mean to me." He tries to interrupt me, but I don't let him; I grabbed the sides of his face while he put his hands on my waist. "I know it's not an easy situation, and probably if you told me that you still have some kind of relationship with one of your exes, I would go mad. Believe me, I don't want to be a hypocrite; I get how you feel, I really do. But I have told you, and I'll repeat it as much as you need to hear it: Travis and I are nothing else than friends. I can't control what he feels, but I don't have anything but a fraternal love for him. He has been by my side in my worst moments; he has always been there. He is just one of my best friends, and I need you to understand that." His eyes moved to the floor, and I could feel the sadness in his voice.

"I trust you more than anyone in this entire world; it's him the one I don't trust," I forced him to look at me. "I can't imagine my life without you, Letty. I need you more than you'll ever know. You loved him once; I just can't help but think that maybe one day you'll remember why and you'll go back to him. I saw how in love you were with him when we were kids. The thought of you leaving me for him is unbearable to me; I just can't." My heart shattered; he really doesn't know that there's no comparison between what I felt for Travis to what I feel for him. I smiled.

"Every single feeling that I might have had for Travis died the second you and I kissed in that garage for the first time." He smiled. I kissed him softly on the lips. "Now stop being an insecure little bitch and let me shower; I'm already late." I turned my back to him so I could sit on the bed to take off my shoes.

He followed me and just stood there looking at me while I got undressed. I stood up and walked to the bathroom; when I got to the door, I turned around and with a naughty smile, I asked him.

"Are you joining me or what?" He practically ran to me and picked me up off the floor, taking us both to the shower.

Once we got out of the bathroom, I went to the closet to pick what to wear, and Dom went downstairs to hang out with the boys. I decided on a black leather mini skirt and a red crop top, paired with some black boots. After finishing changing, I went directly to Mia's room to see if she was ready. When I opened the door, I saw her sitting at her desk, reading some anatomy book.

"Ready, mi?" I asked. She looked at me from head to toe and smiled.

"Born ready." She grabbed her purse from the bed. "You're looking hot, Let. My brother is gonna be pissed when he finds out you are going to Travis's birthday looking like that," she said while closing her room's door. I chuckled as we walked toward the stairs.

"We got past that already; he gave me the monologue about me leaving him for Travis. I think we are safe for tonight." We got downstairs, and I moved towards the coffee table to grab my car keys. Dom was sitting on the recliner playing some video game with Leon, who was lying across the floor.

"We're heading out," I announced to anyone in particular. Dom looked at me up and down.

"No," he exclaimed. "Go change."

"We are not doing this again." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Just change; it's not that difficult."

"What exactly am I supposed to wear, a turtleneck? Fuck off, Dominic." I started walking to the front door.

"You can definitely put some more clothes on to go see your ex-boyfriend, Leticia," he said while standing up from his position. "There's no need for you to show that much skin." I saw red, but I tried to keep my composure.

"This is the same that I wear to the races, and I had never heard u complained about it." I crossed my arms.

"It's different; at the races, I'm there to make sure no one is trying to make a move on you. Here, I know for sure that he is gonna try to make a move." He approached me with a puppy face. "Please change." I'm not fucking changing; I like how I look.

"I'm not changing. And if you really would have listened to me earlier, you'll know no one is making a move on no one. Stop being an asshole." I gave him my back and got out the door; he followed.

"Asshole? I'm being an asshole just 'cause I don't want my girlfriend to go see his ex looking like a..." I turned around so fast that I almost fell.

"Looking like what?" I asked furiously. I swear to god he is dead. He stood silent for a moment, really thinking about his next words. He just sighed and repeated in a calmer voice.

"I just don't want my girlfriend looking this hot around his ex." Nice try, buddy. I walked down the stairs of the porch while he stood there under the light. I was furious; he was about to call me a whore, and not only that, he gave zero fucks about everything I told him earlier. I don't know why, but I just wanted to make sure he felt the same way I was feeling at this moment.

"Well, I'd like my boyfriend to trust me; I guess we can't always have what we want." I opened my door and looked at him. "Plus, don't worry; he has already seen me in less clothes than this." I saw how his face became red with anger as he started walking towards me. I climbed into the car and didn't see when Mia got in, but she was already there when I started the engine. I sped out of our block before Dom got to the car.

"Safe, you said?" she said while looking at me amused.

Both of them are a little out of character but this is how I pictured them while being young and immature. Tell me what you think!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.