24th June- Dominican Republic
Dom's house
Letty's POV
Waking up the morning after the heist I shivered despite the humidity in the air. The room felt cold suddenly. Opening my eyes the first thing I saw was the stack of money on the bedside table. At first I didn't think much of it until I caught sight of the cross. My eyes watered as I saw it gently lying over the top of the stack of money.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. He had promised. He had made a promise that he wouldn't leave. And he'd broken it. He had left me. He had left us.
My vision blurred as I sat up but no tears fell. I had done everything I could to try and convince and I thought it was enough. Clearly I was wrong.
Becoming frantic I rose and started to search the house hoping it was all just a bad joke on Dom's part. Payback for not telling him about the baby before the heist but I came up empty. The house was empty of his things except one, the cross.
Staring at the wall in disbelief I sunk to the floor placing my head in my hands. The more I sat thinking about Dom the quicker it seemed my pregnancy hormones started to kick in. Before I knew it I was balling my eyes out. All the stress, worry, anger and sadness washed out of me. I was inconsolable. The sobs that racked my body started to hurt. My throat hurt, my ribs hurts, my stomach hurt. My hands were wrapped around my stomach protectively as I cried. I'd already lost Dom I was going to make sure no harm came to our baby.
It took me hours before I calmed even slightly. By then my tears had dried out and I had nothing left in me. As I sat silently my anger began to surface. It was a much more welcomed emotion then the tears. All they had done was drain me. With what little energy I had left in me I rose, walking to the bedside table as I picked up the stack of money and threw it. It gave me no satisfaction like I had of hoped. I heard a quiet thump and turned to glare at the wall. Walking over I bent down and scattered the money trying to find what made the noise. Picking up the pendant I closed my eyes tightly resting it against the wall.
The cross. In my cloud of anger I forgotten it was amongst the money. His words just months before rang out in my head.
"If I was ever to leave you, whether it be on my own terms or if I was found. I'd leave you my cross Let."
Looking it over I made sure it hadn't been damaged in any way. It was fine but I wasn't. I felt broken. Like a piece of me was missing, and it was. Dom was missing and he wasn't coming back.
Looking around the room I took in the scattered money lying on the floor and on random bits of furniture. Slowly I rose, numbly and robotically started picking up the bills one by one. When it was done I simply held the stack in my hands for a few minutes as I thought about what I was going to do now.
Where was I going to go? Back to Leon?
'And tell him what? You were right Leon, Dom cares of no one else but himself and has left me alone and pregnant.' I thought angrily.
I thought about Mia. Dom had given me no choice but to do this on my own. Raise a baby on my own. I couldn't do it without help. Leon had just about as much experience with kids as I did so he would be no help. Mia was my only hope but that would mean going back to the states. Would that be safe?
My head felt heavy and so did my chest. The thumping behind my eyes alerted me of yet another headache. Feeling drained but no longer able to stay in the room I wiped my face. Numbly I changed, packing my things away into my bag. The stack of money was the last to go in, I was almost tempted to leave it in protest but I couldn't. I'd need it later down the line I was sure.
Shouldering my bag I left the small house and didn't look back. The cross was in still in my hand much to my surprise. I hadn't realised I had yet to let it go.
'My last lifeline.'
Pulling it over my head I immediately felt the heaviness. The necklace itself was light but the emotions and memories that came with it weighed me down.
Han was standing at my car when I arrived. His grave face told me all I needed to know, he had known.
"Dom's gone if that's who you're looking for." My voice was unrecognizable, at least to me.
"I know, I was checking in on you before I left."
"I'm going back to LA." I said ignoring his question. Had Dom told him about the baby? I didn't want to risk it if he hadn't.
"Are you sure that's wise?" He asked carefully.
"I haven't been left with much of a choice Han." He said nothing and I nodded to him.
"Goodbye Han."
"Goodbye Letty, take care."
"You too." I spoke softly as he moved away towards his own car.
Throwing my bag in the back seat, I moved to the driver's seat. Getting behind the wheel I didn't even look back as I drove away. There was no point, it only brought more pain.
29th June- LA, United states
Toretto house
Letty's POV
Staring up at the house where I had spent so much of my life I was overwhelmed with the emotions that washed over me.
"Letty? Oh my god Letty." I barely turned in time before Mia crushed me into a hug.
"Mia." I whispered hugging the younger girl back.
"Letty what are you… Let? Are you okay?"
"He left Mia. He left me." I said softly and she sagged at my words.
"Oh Let…"
"Don't." I whispered as I felt the tears starting again. I had cried one too many tears for him over the last week, I was done.
"Come inside, we'll get you settled in. You must be exhausted." Mia spoke softly leading me into the house.
"A little." I agreed. I hadn't slept in days. My appetite was non-existent but I ate just enough for the baby. I couldn't stomach much else.
"Letty you look sick." She said worriedly.
"I'm fine Mia, I'll be okay after some sleep." I lied.
"I'll make the guest room up if you want."
"No, no its fine." I said. She didn't look sure and to be honest even I wasn't sure about my words.
"Okay. Go sleep Let, we'll talk more once you wake up."
"Thank you Mia." I said honestly.
"I'm just glad to have my sister back in one piece." She said with a soft smile.
"I missed you Mia."
"I missed you too Letty, go sleep. I'll be here when you wake." I nodded and walked tiredly up the stairs. Walking down the hall to the main room I paused with my hand on the door knob. Taking a deep breath I pushed it open and immediately I was incased with Dom's scent as well as my own. Nothing had been touched. Everything was just as it was before we had left. The bed was unmade, clothes littered the floor. Whether clean or dirty I had no clue and I wasn't in the mood to deal with it now.
Dumping my bag on the floor, I slipped off my clothes throwing them in a corner to deal with later. I searched the draws for a shirt to wear and came across my favourite one of Dom's. Feeling tired and defeated, I pulled it on and lay down in bed. My emotions were all the place and I knew that had something to do with my pregnancy but a lot of it had to do with Dom. The pregnancy only intensified what I was already feeling.
Too drained to think all I did was close my eyes and let Dom's lingering scent lull me into a fitful sleep.
Dom's house
Letty's POV
Waking up the morning after the heist I shivered despite the humidity in the air. The room felt cold suddenly. Opening my eyes the first thing I saw was the stack of money on the bedside table. At first I didn't think much of it until I caught sight of the cross. My eyes watered as I saw it gently lying over the top of the stack of money.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. He had promised. He had made a promise that he wouldn't leave. And he'd broken it. He had left me. He had left us.
My vision blurred as I sat up but no tears fell. I had done everything I could to try and convince and I thought it was enough. Clearly I was wrong.
Becoming frantic I rose and started to search the house hoping it was all just a bad joke on Dom's part. Payback for not telling him about the baby before the heist but I came up empty. The house was empty of his things except one, the cross.
Staring at the wall in disbelief I sunk to the floor placing my head in my hands. The more I sat thinking about Dom the quicker it seemed my pregnancy hormones started to kick in. Before I knew it I was balling my eyes out. All the stress, worry, anger and sadness washed out of me. I was inconsolable. The sobs that racked my body started to hurt. My throat hurt, my ribs hurts, my stomach hurt. My hands were wrapped around my stomach protectively as I cried. I'd already lost Dom I was going to make sure no harm came to our baby.
It took me hours before I calmed even slightly. By then my tears had dried out and I had nothing left in me. As I sat silently my anger began to surface. It was a much more welcomed emotion then the tears. All they had done was drain me. With what little energy I had left in me I rose, walking to the bedside table as I picked up the stack of money and threw it. It gave me no satisfaction like I had of hoped. I heard a quiet thump and turned to glare at the wall. Walking over I bent down and scattered the money trying to find what made the noise. Picking up the pendant I closed my eyes tightly resting it against the wall.
The cross. In my cloud of anger I forgotten it was amongst the money. His words just months before rang out in my head.
"If I was ever to leave you, whether it be on my own terms or if I was found. I'd leave you my cross Let."
Looking it over I made sure it hadn't been damaged in any way. It was fine but I wasn't. I felt broken. Like a piece of me was missing, and it was. Dom was missing and he wasn't coming back.
Looking around the room I took in the scattered money lying on the floor and on random bits of furniture. Slowly I rose, numbly and robotically started picking up the bills one by one. When it was done I simply held the stack in my hands for a few minutes as I thought about what I was going to do now.
Where was I going to go? Back to Leon?
'And tell him what? You were right Leon, Dom cares of no one else but himself and has left me alone and pregnant.' I thought angrily.
I thought about Mia. Dom had given me no choice but to do this on my own. Raise a baby on my own. I couldn't do it without help. Leon had just about as much experience with kids as I did so he would be no help. Mia was my only hope but that would mean going back to the states. Would that be safe?
My head felt heavy and so did my chest. The thumping behind my eyes alerted me of yet another headache. Feeling drained but no longer able to stay in the room I wiped my face. Numbly I changed, packing my things away into my bag. The stack of money was the last to go in, I was almost tempted to leave it in protest but I couldn't. I'd need it later down the line I was sure.
Shouldering my bag I left the small house and didn't look back. The cross was in still in my hand much to my surprise. I hadn't realised I had yet to let it go.
'My last lifeline.'
Pulling it over my head I immediately felt the heaviness. The necklace itself was light but the emotions and memories that came with it weighed me down.
Han was standing at my car when I arrived. His grave face told me all I needed to know, he had known.
"Dom's gone if that's who you're looking for." My voice was unrecognizable, at least to me.
"I know, I was checking in on you before I left."
"I'm going back to LA." I said ignoring his question. Had Dom told him about the baby? I didn't want to risk it if he hadn't.
"Are you sure that's wise?" He asked carefully.
"I haven't been left with much of a choice Han." He said nothing and I nodded to him.
"Goodbye Han."
"Goodbye Letty, take care."
"You too." I spoke softly as he moved away towards his own car.
Throwing my bag in the back seat, I moved to the driver's seat. Getting behind the wheel I didn't even look back as I drove away. There was no point, it only brought more pain.
29th June- LA, United states
Toretto house
Letty's POV
Staring up at the house where I had spent so much of my life I was overwhelmed with the emotions that washed over me.
"Letty? Oh my god Letty." I barely turned in time before Mia crushed me into a hug.
"Mia." I whispered hugging the younger girl back.
"Letty what are you… Let? Are you okay?"
"He left Mia. He left me." I said softly and she sagged at my words.
"Oh Let…"
"Don't." I whispered as I felt the tears starting again. I had cried one too many tears for him over the last week, I was done.
"Come inside, we'll get you settled in. You must be exhausted." Mia spoke softly leading me into the house.
"A little." I agreed. I hadn't slept in days. My appetite was non-existent but I ate just enough for the baby. I couldn't stomach much else.
"Letty you look sick." She said worriedly.
"I'm fine Mia, I'll be okay after some sleep." I lied.
"I'll make the guest room up if you want."
"No, no its fine." I said. She didn't look sure and to be honest even I wasn't sure about my words.
"Okay. Go sleep Let, we'll talk more once you wake up."
"Thank you Mia." I said honestly.
"I'm just glad to have my sister back in one piece." She said with a soft smile.
"I missed you Mia."
"I missed you too Letty, go sleep. I'll be here when you wake." I nodded and walked tiredly up the stairs. Walking down the hall to the main room I paused with my hand on the door knob. Taking a deep breath I pushed it open and immediately I was incased with Dom's scent as well as my own. Nothing had been touched. Everything was just as it was before we had left. The bed was unmade, clothes littered the floor. Whether clean or dirty I had no clue and I wasn't in the mood to deal with it now.
Dumping my bag on the floor, I slipped off my clothes throwing them in a corner to deal with later. I searched the draws for a shirt to wear and came across my favourite one of Dom's. Feeling tired and defeated, I pulled it on and lay down in bed. My emotions were all the place and I knew that had something to do with my pregnancy but a lot of it had to do with Dom. The pregnancy only intensified what I was already feeling.
Too drained to think all I did was close my eyes and let Dom's lingering scent lull me into a fitful sleep.