Alexa's POV
I am in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. I don't know for how long. Using only one hand is difficult. I think i have only made two waffles in 40 minutes.???:Want some help there?
I turn around and see Brian.
Alexa: Ah, yes. Come.
He grabs the spatula and the pan and cooks the waffle as i sit on a chair next to the table. He looks at me curiouly.
Brian: Really? So you found the easy traget to do your work?
Alexa:You're not the easy target. You're the available one.
Brian:If your leg was still hurt then i would excuse you, but right now i believe you can grab the syrup.
I roll my eyes and get up to grab the syrup.
At the hospital, Will told me i had broken my right hand and had just sprained my knee. Nothing serious. That's why my hand has being giving me a hard time for two weeks now.
A week ago we came to LA. After i said goodbye to Matt and Gabby, we headed to the airport and i said my goodbyes to Chicago too. When i did, i felt that Chicago only made things worse. Yes i got to meet with my brother but i lost so much. I lost my mom, i almost lose my friends and life and i did lose my personality. I became more sensitive and after the whole Gabe thing happened,i've been having nightmares. If Dom wasn't there for me, i might have been in an asylum right now.
Thankfully, my life has returned back to normal. I still don't race because of my hand but once i am ok, i will take the wheel and drive to tomorrow.
My thoughts are interupted by Brian who is nudging me.
Brian: Alexa, you ok?
Alexa:What? Oh yeah. What did you say?
Brian:I asked if you can drop some syrup.
Alexa:Oh sure. I can do that.
I turn the bottle upside down and the brown liquid falls on the waffles, while Brian is looking at me with a look, trying to understand what is running through my head.
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Everyone is gethered around the fried kitchen, looking at it, waiting to eat it, cause, cmon, everybody's hungry.
Roman:So Dom, when do you say it'll be ready so we can eat?
Dom:Give it a few more minutes.
Alexa: Hey, Rome. Drink some beer. It will calm your hunger.
Roman: Really?
Alexa:Maybe, i don't know. I haven't tried it yet. But i will now, cause i'm hungry as hell and that chicken doesn't want to be cooked. It's like a nightmare coming true.
Mia laughs and i raise my beer towards her, agreeing with her reaction.
Dom:Stop complaining, it will be ready in a few minutes.
I smile and look at my stomach who is complaining.
Alexa: Hey, it's ok. You'll be full in no time.
I say to my stomach and then turn to Dom.
Alexa:Do not dissapoint my stomach.
I point at him while holding my beer. Then i turn around and look at the table, filled with all this food. I twich my left eye and Mia looks at me scared.
Mia:Um... Dom, you should better hurry. She's twiching.
I look at Mia with a "Really?" look and we both burst into laughter.
Dom:Food's ready.
We stop laughing and everyone cheers. We sit around the table and after i say grace, cause i'm the first one who touches the food, we all eat.
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We are all inside, watching a movie. I don't get to see it all of it cause i tell everyone i'm tired, so i go to sleep.
Once i walk upstairs, i put on my pjs and fall under the blankets. I fall asleep for a while but i immediately wake up at the sound of a door opening. When Dom gets in, he sees me being on guard.
Dom:You ok?
Alexa:Yeah, I'm fine. Did the movie end?
Dom:Yeah, everyone went to their homes.
I nod as i look at the floor.
Dom:Cmon, clearly something is bothering you, so why don't you tell me what it is?
He says as he lays under the blanket.
I look at Dom, thinking if i should ask him something that's in my mind since Chicago, but i just shake the thoughts out of my head.
Alexa:I'm fine, really. Just, tired.
He nods and wraps his hand around me. I lay my head on his chest and i fall asleep, waiting for another nigihtmare to come.
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Chicago's Furious
FanfictionHas this ever happened? Thinking you live your life happily. Having everything, nothing missing but still too many things you haven't found out yet? Well that did happen to Alexa Marshall. Living her life a quarter mile at a time , with her friends...