Third pov
Ray paced around the room. She was angry. Angry and hurt and so so devestated.
That wasn't her Dom.
That wasn't her husband.
Her breathing started going faster as she felt her stomach roll.
Why did it hurt so bad?
She'd been through so much shit before so why did it hurt now?
She felt sick. Like her ground had been gripped and pulled out from under her.
The trashcan was closer than the toilet and she felt the sour bile rise in her throat. Only when her stomach was empty did she put the thing back on the floor.
Her skin felt clammy and her hands shook.
"Why, why, WHY?!" She screamed and threw the nearest thing into a wall.
A vase that broke on impact.
"Ray? Ray, come on. You need to calm down okay?"
Rome had entered the room behind her, barely having the time to catch her hands as she tried to hit his chest.
And she cried and cried. And he let her.
Ray sunk to her knees. "I want my mommy. I want my mom." She hadn't longed for her mother so badly in years.
And it hurt.
Everything just hurt.
And she felt alone without her only proper support systems.
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Fast Betrayal
FanfictionBook four in the Fast Cars series After the fight against Deckard, Ray and Dom have their honeymoon in Cuba while Mia and Brian take care of Angelis. Everything is good and the family is happy. So when Dom goes rogue during a mission with Ray she is...
