The Fast and the furious fanfic

Chapter 3: a past long forgotten

Chapter 3
"So, the first thing I remember was Dom and Mia screaming at me to run when a man came round the corner and shouted "NEXT IT'S YOU!" pointing at me. So not knowing what else to do, I ran and ran and ran until I couldn't run any more. I ended up sitting on someone's front garden where I passed out. I woke up inside with no clue where I was or who I was with and where my brother and sister were. It turns out I'd passed out on this lovely couples front door and they took me in.

Pretty soon after I moved in, my adoptive Dads business took off, he wrote songs and my adoptive mum would sing them. They got noticed and soon became famous. They called me their good luck charm.

They were always so comforting when I'd cry for you guys, they never once found it annoying that I never called them mum or dad and they never found it hurtful when after I woke up from a bad dream and would scream for you guys, they treated me so nice. If I wanted something, they'd do their hardest to get me it.

So when I asked for driving lessons, they got a professional racer to teach me. Then when they asked me what car I wanted and I said a fast one, they got me my baby, they even had it painted in my favourite colours. I spent ages working on the engine. Did it till my fingers bled then carried on. I practiced racing as much as I could, then today in my first race I beat the champion. I then found out he was my brother and followed him here. I think that brings us up to date, any questions?" I asked. "That your first race?" Dom asked I nodded "where'd ya learn to fight?" vince asked "got special lessons as I was terrified that the guy was still after me. That was when I was like 6 so a long time ago" they nodded.

Letty looked up "What's the scar from?" she asked. "I have no idea, I just remember having it." Dom looked up "I know how you got that scar. You were 4 and you decided you wanted to race like dad. So you got in one of his cars and he caught ya. He then gave you your first driving lesson, obviously you weren't behind the wheel, when a drunk driver swung out and crashed into the car.

We all saw it, me Mia and mum, and we rushed to help you both. The car rolled and the windscreen shattered. When we reached you dad was helping you out because a huge chunk of the windscreen had pierced your chest and side. We got to hospital as quick as we could, you kept passing out, your whole body was covered in blood. They had to remove the glass and sew you up, but lots of smaller bits had broken inside you. They were removing bits from your heart when you gave out. They spent ages trying to revive you.

Mum and dad were crying, so was Mia, she was only 7 and couldn't quite understand how you had died but you were alive. I was 11 and was panicking like hell, it was one of the times when I felt absolutely helpless and I was trying to contact Vince for support. Then out of the blue you pulled through.

Dad threw a huge barbecue for the street. Then exactly one year later, dad died in the crash then 6 months later mum died and you disappeared." i tried to remember but I couldn't. The clock struck 4 "I've got to go now before my adoptive parents wake up" I said getting up and walking towards the door. Mia looked up "You won't disappear on us again? Will you?" she asked I smiled sadly. "I'll try to get back tomorrow but I can't promise. I really have to go now!" I continued towards the door and ran to my car. I raced home and got there about 5.

I drove through the electronic gate to the front court yard. The house was amazing it had a huge courtyard lined out with fawn bricks leading to a fountain which spouted crystal blue water which glinted in sunlight looking like hundreds of diamonds however now it's still dark its just like dark blue silk. The house itself looked like a marble doll house, it was pearl white with huge windows that made the whole house seem calm. And up the sides there was emerald ivy growing causing it to look like a house from a fairy tale.

I pulled up and saw my dad working in the garage "couldn't sleep, what's your excuse?" he said. "Well.... I.... Errm...." he smirked "I won't tell ya mother if you don't!" he laughed then went back under the hood of the car. I got out of my baby and walked over, grabbed my tool kit and bent over the engine and started helping him.