"What?"
"Yes, you're entitled, and I recognize it because, to a certain extent, so am I. You are the only Toretto girl, biologically anyway, so Dom and Jacob and senior, in his days, let a lot of your shit slide, and then that's how you lived your life. Everyone else had to let your actions slide because if not, your brothers would 'handle' them, and that's what you got used to. Not me. Back then, Vince was acting like an overgrown child, yes, but your response to that was to cruelly and purposefully break his heart with a smile on your face. This job, you being here right now, that wasn't supposed to happen. You overheard a conversation between me and my brother and decided you wanted to go there without ever apologizing to him for hurting him in the first place or asking if you were welcome.
On top of that, you show up with the man you chose over him. Mia, actions do have consequences, even though you think yours don't. You butt into situations that have nothing to do with you and want to move them in your direction, you stick your nose into places it's not wanted, and then everyone else is left picking up the debris. I won't do that." I told her.
"I don't ... that's not ... I didn't ..."
"Your brother loves you, and I understand that because I love my brother. You are also pregnant, and I don't want to make this uncomfortable for you. And holding onto this grudge doesn't do me any good." I sighed.
"You were like a sister to me." she said.
"I thought of you as a sister, too, until you deliberately hurt my brother. Mia, we're somewhat grownups in this situation. I'm talking about me, somewhat grown up, and I don't want to live like this anymore. No matter what happens, we're going to be around each other, and I would like for things to be less stressful between us."
"I want things to go back to how they were before." she said.
"That's not gonna happen."
"You aren't even giving it a shot." she argued.
"You do realize that it still hasn't occurred to you to even accept that you were wrong in any of this. Mind you, I understand that you don't have to like or agree with my opinion in any way, shape, or form; I do get that. You quickly went to how you want things to be." I sighed.
"We heard you talking about going to Vince, and I figured it was a perfect idea for us to go too. Someplace we could feel comfortable to rest our heads for the night." she insisted.
"Exactly, did you even ask Brian if he wanted to go to my brother's house? Did you even think about if Vince would be comfortable having you both there after all of these years? No, Mia, you just thought about what you wanted, and that's it."
"I knew that I was pregnant, and I was thinking ..."
"Nope, you're not gonna use that baby as an excuse for your bad habits." I quickly interrupted.
"No ... I didn't think about what they might have wanted or not wanted." she stiffly replied.
"I know that. I'm also not the person you should apologize to; that's Brian, Dom, and Vince."
"Why Dom?"
"He didn't want you involved in any of this. He also established a plan with Vince that you messed up with your uninvited arrival. Like I said, actions have consequences, Mia, and your actions have affected everyone around you while you just sail by."
"You can't blame me for everything that's happened."
"I don't, Mia. I don't blame you for anything. I think you have to take responsibility for your actions and actually think before you do something. That isn't too much to ask for."
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Tiny Racer
FanfictionDestiny Gomez enjoyed being unseen as a teenager. She knew her way around the garage and definitely enjoyed it but preferred to have her nose in a book instead of going to parties and street races. All of that changed in college. She left Los Angele...