{3} One of Three {Fast & Furious}

Avoiding The Consequences

She pressed the 'Accept' button and holds it up to her ear. "What the hell do you want?" She asked coldly as he sighed on the other end of the line.

"You're avoiding me." Scout's voice sounded almost hurt on his end and the static crackled through the phone from the feedback.

"You lied to me. Hell, you lied about your name, your profession, all what you wanted to be, when, you would finally get out of here... hell, is your real name even Scout?" She asks him, as she struggles immensely to keep her voice as steady as possible, which at this point, was very tough for her now, and it was clear.

"My real name is Scout Lincoln. I told you what I wanted to do when I got us out of college. I want to open a garage, just you and me, I was not lying about all of it." Scout's voice was breaking as Sierra felt tears beginning to roll out of her eyes and down her cheeks and they overflow. "Sierra?" He asked and she forcibly held back a choking sob.

"You didn't lie about everything, Scout, you're right. However, you did lie about everything, that matters to a real couple. Don't call this number again." She managed to choke out, as she felt the wave of sobs comin' as she hung up the phone and punched the nearest thing, which happened to be a stone pillar.

She punched the pillar again as she squeezes her eyes shut tightly at the pain in her hand. "Hey, stop that." She heard Brian say.

She opened her eyes to look at her right hand, and saw that she had split a couple knuckles. "Well, is that not just great." She muttered and sighed, as tears continued to prickle at the back of her eyes.

"I need to get to work. I work at a mechanic's not too far from here, I'll make it on my own, if I start the drive now." She says, to Brian, as she checks her wristwatch and he looked at her.

"I have only got, just one last question, for you about the race tomorrow night." He called after her and she stops, as she parks the car in place, before it had been moved more than two feet forward from the start.

"The streets aren't closed, Brian O'Conner. So, you keep that in mind when you're racing tomorrow. I'll be at the finish line with the rest of them Braga drivers. Including Scout, rather unfortunately." Sierra recognized that very question in his eyes, as she drove off toward her work at the mechanic's down the street.

"Sorry I'm late, Gus. I got real held up this time again. Sorry." She murmured to her boss, who was behind the desk.

"Kid, you have got to learn the importance of being on time for stuff this time. You are real lucky, that I can't even afford to fire you right now for any of your infractions. You are way too damn good at your job to lose your work." Gus looked at her as he gave her a box of tools. "Your client is in the garage next door. His car got pretty banged up." Gus offered the tools to her as he spoke, and she nods at him.

"Let's go see what I'm taking on, to work on for today." She muttered and she walked into the garage next door.

"What did that car ever do to your ass... shit." She cursed, when she saw that Scout, was the one, who was now leaning against the hood of the car.

"It was the only way, that I knew for sure would work to get your attention for longer, than a minute, of a single phone call." He murmured as he stood up straight, to look over at her.

She shakes her head as she quickly put the toolbox on the ground, before she was very much tempted to hit him with it soon. "So, can we talk? Or are you still tempted to hit me again? You can try." He said and she shakes her head.

"I already hit you once. I don't feel like hitting you again right now, not yet, anyways." She mutters quietly as she was talking now, half to herself as he chuckled a bit.

"Is that an answer, that says that we can talk?" He asked and she looked at him.

"You have got ten minutes, after the race tomorrow night. Ten and not one damn second more. You get it?" She'd ask and he blinked at her, but nodded and he looked at the wreck behind his back.

"If anyone can fix that wreck up behind me, it's you." He murmured in her ear as he walked past her, and she let a low growl escape as he walks out of the garage.