Happy

Happy

Chapter 7

The next morning, Dom watches Ashanti put her clothes back on. He’s totally exposed except for the thin sheet that’s covering his genital area. Leaning on his elbow he watches her slide on the clothing that’s bunched on the floor. She sings softly to herself while putting her clothes on. Finishing her little song she looks in the mirror to check her hair. Dom begins to clap; she looks at him and smiles through the mirror. “I love hearing you sing, I especially loved the little ditty you sung last night.” “Is that right?” she says as she jumps on the bed with him. Laughing he says, “Yep, I played you like an instrument last night” Looking at him with mock astonishment then gives him a punch in the arm. “Ow, I’m just kidding baby.” He rubs the spot she hit him in, then leans over and kisses her. “You coming to the races this tonight?” “Not this week baby, I have to stay late at the studio tonight. Me and Ja have to work on some tracks.” Sighing deeply Dom moves away “Oh you and Ja.” Dom says with contempt “Hey, what’s this? What’s that suppose to mean?” “It’s just that, every time you have to work late it’s always cuz Mr. Ja Rule has to work around his schedule, making you have to work harder.” “Dom it’s not his fault, he has a busy schedule.” “And you don’t?! You have photo shoots, press releases, and interviews just like him.” Looking at him she leans in to kiss him. “I’ll be at next week’s races okay baby?” “Okay, but call me when you come from the studio okay? We can get a late dinner or something.” Passing him her keys to her car she says, “Okay, here’s my keys. You promised to change my oil.” “What are you gonna do for a car?” “I’m taking your car.” She smiles sweetly before taking his keys from the nightstand. His expression turns to a nauseated one “Please don’t hurt her, I put a lot of time and love in her.” “Oh stop cryin ya big baby. She’ll be just fine.” Getting off the bed she blows him a kiss before leaving the room.


The rest of the day and all through the races, Dom is all smiles. He is in love and he didn’t care if anyone knew it. Dom sits back on Ashanti’s Mercedes and watches the rest of the team. Vince comes cruising back up to the starting point after win yet yet another race. Dom sits, grinning like a proud papa. Embracing Vince and kissing him on the head, he laughs and grabs the money from Hector. “Congratulations Vince.” A familiar female voice says. Making them all turn to look. There stands a black leather-clad redheaded beauty. “Karen.” Dom says simply, “Dom. How are you.” “I’m just fine Karen, what about you.” Walking closer to him, Mia stands in her way. “Excuse me Mia.” Standing her ground, Mia replies, “You’re excused.” “Then move.” Mia scowls at her with intent to punch her in the mouth but Dom pulls her back before she can position her hand in the air. “Mia, I got it. Here take the money.” Flashing him a sneering look she stalks off to her car. Turning back to Karen he leans back on the car, “So Karen, what brings you here. Haven’t seen you at the races in awhile, ever since you left me.” “Oh Dom, I hope you’re still not bitter about that. I mean, you’re a musical sensation’s boyfriend. You landed on your feet pretty nicely if you ask me.” “Yeah, I did. Can’t say the same about you though.” This causes Karen’s smile to go limp. ‘You fuckin bastard!’ her mind howls, “I never meant to hurt you Dom.” “Yeah, well, a little too late thatthat huh?” Raising an eyebrow she moves so that they’re inches from each other’s faces. “It doesn’t have to be.” Dom’s breath gets caught in his throat. He can’t believe the effect she has on him still. Turning away from him she leans into him so he can smell her hair. She knows how he loves to smell her hair. Moving her butt into his groin, Dom is suddenly shaken from his trance by Leon’s screaming. “Yo, Dom we got cops!” Scattering to the car, Karen is at his heels. ‘Oh no, you’re not getting away that easily. Your ass is grass Dominic Toretto and I’m the lawnmower.’ Dom moves into the driver seat of the car and Karen gets in on the passenger side. Revving up the car he stares at her as he peels from the scene. Once on the road he glares at the street. “What are you doing?” He asks. “What?! You think I was gonna just sit back there and get pinched?” “No, but you could of gotten into your own car instead of mine.” Laughing a little she turns to him and says, “Now you and me both know that a Mercedes isn’t your style. This is hers isn’t it?” Looking back at her he simply replies, “Maybe.” Grinning, she turns to the road. Sitting in silence only makes the tension towards her thicker for Dom. Hearing paper rattle makes him shoot a look in her direction. “What are you doing?” Jumping a bit she quickly replies, “Nothing.” Frowning a little his attention slowly goes back to roadroad.


Pulling into her driveway, he sits and waits or her to get. Still sitting there she stares at him. Giving her a ‘aren’t you gonna get out of the car’ look. “You hate me don’t you?” “No Karen I don’t hate you. I just feel it’s best that we don’t see each other.” “Oh poo Dom. If we can’t be lovers I’m sure we can be friends. Now come inside and have a coke with your friend and we can talk about old times.” Banging his head against the steering wheel he leans back up. “Okay, but one coke only.”. Smiling, she scrambles out of the car. Going into her house Dom Notices that it’s the same way it was when they were going out. “Dom, I’m going to change, you know where everything is, why don’t you make yourself comfortable.” She calls over her shoulder as she moves to her room. Dom walks around to survey her house. He fingers the nick knacks around the room before he drops down on her sofa with a coke. While sipping the coke the room suddenly turns from the regular light to a red cast. Karen walks out in her robe and stands in the doorway. “Karen what are you doing?” “I’m making myself comfortable.” Karen slowly walks over to Dom and straddles him. “Karen, get off me.” “No, I’m not gonna do that.” She moves into him and starts pecking at his neck. Letting out a moan, his mind starts to cloud up with everything from the past couple of months. Karen then moves to his mouth and takes him in a deep kiss. “See, you don’t really want me to stop. I know you missed me.” Unexpectedly, Dom thinks about his conversation with Mia and how he hadn’t appreciated Letty, and now it was too late. His mind races to the night before, that beautiful night with Ashanti, the girl he truly loved. Swiftly pulling Karen back he says, “Why do to wana fuck me? To make Ashanti mad?” “No, I could care less about her. I just want some dick.” With that she moves down between his legs and unzips his pants. “You know you want this Dom.” As she takes him in her mouth he throws his head back, “Oh shit! This is fucked up!” She starts to bob up and down slowly. ‘No, I can’t do this, I can’t hurt Ashanti like this.’ He thinks “No! Stop it! Get tha fuck off me!” he says as he pushes her on the carpet. “Oh c’mon, don’t tell me your gonna turn this down” Standing up, he zips his pants, “That’s exactly what I’m telling you, I can’t hurt her like this. Besides I don’t even love you anymore.” “Baby love has nothing to with it. We were fucking the whole time you were boning that dyke-acting girl Letty. Why can’t we fuck while you date this new bitch?” She starts to rub his leg like a cat. This infuriates him, how dare she talk about Letty or Ashanti like that. They are 100x the woman she can never be. Pushing her back he turns to leave. “Do me a favor Karen, stay tha fuck outta my life.” “Fuck you! I was doing YOU a favor.” Not waiting for her to finish he Slams the door behind him. Taking in the air in his nostrils he smiles to himself. ‘I’m gonna do right by this one.’ He thinks. While driving home he hears his cell phone go off. ‘I hope it isn’t Mia, I’m not in the mood to pick up anything from the store right now.’ Looking at the Caller ID “Shan” he whispers to himself. “Just what I need” he smiles.