chasing angels ・❥・Brian O'Connor fic

sixty one ・❥・ you're losing me

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Lolas pov...

"Did you know?" Dom screamed at me, eyes narrowed and cold.

He had Brian by the throat, against the wall, almost in the air. I glanced at him, his eyes were already on me and he wasn't looking at me the way he usually did. There was a begging in them, and suddenly, I was sick to my fucking stomach.

Why? Why did he have to do this over and over again? Glaring into his eyes was like looking into the eyes of a stranger. A scoff fell from my lips as I shook my head, unable to fathom why the fuck he was looking at me that way. How many more times would I be standing in front of him, with a hundred questions whilst he kept a hundred secrets?

I had secrets, I wasn't a saint. But they were starting to pale compared to the secrets he kept. And each unknown secret he kept that I didn't know about was starting to eat me away on the inside.

"Know what?" I half screamed, half demanded the both of them.

Doms glare on me softened, making my heart drop into my ass. They both knew something I didn't. I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I glanced at Brian again, giving him the chance to explain to me what the hell my brother was so pissed at him. I gave him a chance, and yet his eyes stayed on me, and his mouth stayed shut.

"When were you gonna tell me you were running Letty?"

"What?" I hissed, my eyes still on Brian.

His eyes were still on me, watching me, silently begging me for something I wasn't capable of. Why wasn't he fucking saying anything?

"He was running Letty." Dom snarled in a way I'd never heard before, slightly scaring me. "When? When the fuck were you going to tell me?"

"Lola," Brian suddenly begged in a mutter. "Lola, look at me. I can explain..."

He was running Letty, him and job- the job I hated more than anything in the world. How the hell could he do it? A 'careless' secret he kept had me balling my hands into fists whilst a murderous scream crept up my throat. How- A cop and a criminal... He was always going to be the one that ruined me.

And how stupid of the two of us to think we could do something as dumb as what we were doing. Silent tears burned in his eyes as he pleaded me, begged me. But if I knew this would be where we were standing three years ago when I agreed to his stupid idea, I would have run rather than stayed. I forced myself to look away from him, if I had to look at him any longer I was going to say something cruel.

"When?" Dom screamed.

Dom was thinking of the current picture, I was thinking of it all. Of all the secrets I wasn't aware of, of all the things Brian had done/was doing that I wasn't aware of. Dom was questioning when he was going to be told about the real reason Letty was running for Braga. I was questioning what else he knew. Because from the way Brian was silently begging me, I knew there was too much more to it all.

"She- she did it for... you." He choked out. "She did it for you, Dom! She did it for you! Letty came to me to clear your name in exchange for bringing down Braga. She just wanted you to come home!"

His words echoed in my mind, making some of the puzzle pieces fall together- but not all of them. I understood the basics of what he was saying. Letty was running for Braga, working with Brian, to clear Dom's name. And as angry as I wanted to be about it, I couldn't be. It was so classic Letty. Doing anything and everything for Dom.