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1998
I'm Kaylee Alyssa, 26 and I'm a street racer. It's been a few years since I've been home and I haven't told anyone that I'm back yet. I took a shower in my hotel room in LA and put on a tiny white crop top with high waist dark jeans and a pair of red high heeled boots. I left my long hair loose and wavy, put on some makeup and was ready to go.

I got a text from a friend with the location of the street races tonight and I was on my way out. It felt good to be at the races, my home races but I was waiting for someone specific to get there. I paid the entry fee for the race and patiently waited for my number one adversary to get there.

I'd been there for maybe twenty minutes when my opponents finally arrived, I got back in my car not wanting anyone to notice who I was before time. I watched the camaraderie as the group pulled in and got ready for the race. Once everyone was pulling up to the mark line I made my move, lining up with the rest of the cars but keeping my dark, tinted windows up. Everyone was looking at my car, trying to figure out who was behind the wheel and that was my endgame.

One of the obviously new guys pulled up way past the starting line and had to reverse back into place, it made me laugh. Then it was time to start the race. Adrenaline rush just like always, it felt good to be racing on the streets of where I grew up. I pulled up in second place behind the other car and while the new guy almost tried to blow us up I managed to keep my second place. The new guy used his Nos, almost reached Dom, but finished three quarters of the way in after using it too early. I used mine a little after but the winner knew what he was doing, he always did.

He beat me by an inch, I almost had him but it doesn't matter whether it was by an inch or a mile, winning is winning. When the race was over he parked his car and got out to a standing ovation from all of his racing fans. The new guy pulled up with a smoking car and that's when I decided to get out. Everyone looked over at me in shock but no one said a thing. I looked at the winner with a smirk on my face while he just smiled at me.

"Toretto."

"Kaylee, it's good to see that you practiced." He said, not taking his eyes off of me.

"So you do remember me?" I asked sarcastically.

"How could I not, you used to walk rampant all over my house. Come here." He said pulling me into his arms.

This, this is what I came home for. This was home, this was family. He gave me a tight hug and wouldn't let go. Though I can admit that I'm sensing some disturbance in the force right now, somewhere close by.

"Let's go see the . . ."

"Cops, cops, cops!" we were interrupted and everyone went crazy to their cars.

I made a beeline for my car and was out of there like a bat out of hell. I managed to escape the cops and I thought about it a thousand times before making my way to the house. I was so close to just turning around, it has been a long time since I was last here. Parking my car outside, I noticed that there were a lot of cars outside and a lot of noise coming from the inside. I got out of my car and decided to go for it. Walking inside I realized that I didn't know anyone in there and while it was a little weird a lot of time had passed, I guess this is party central now. Well, it's always been party central.

"Kaylee, is that really you?" I hear from behind me.

Turning around I looked into the face of one of my best friends and my biggest competition. The girl who single handedly got me in most of my teenage trouble, but boy did we enjoy it. She's also the girl who single handedly destroyed my life at one point but that's in the past now and I live only in the present.

"Leticia Ortiz, it's been a while."

"Mira esta, la perdida apareció." She said.

"I'm home."

She grabbed onto me and gave me a tight although awkward hug, before pulling me along to the middle of the room.

"Listen up everyone! The prodigal daughter has come home, Kaylee's home people!" she shouted.

Everyone shouted after her and people were coming up to me to congratulate and welcome me home. The one person who meant more than the rest was the first in the group.

"Ali, I can't believe you're home." she cried, throwing her arms around me and squeezing tightly.

"Mia Toretto, it's good to see you." I said with a knot in my throat.

I was passed around friends and people I didn't know, I saw someone in the corner with a skanky girl on his lap and I made my way over to him. Decided to do him the favor and rid him of the unnecessary.

"I wondered when you were gonna make your way over to me." he said.

"I didn't want to interrupt you and your funny looking friend. Scram mamita, he won't need you anymore." I told the girl.

She gave me a dirty look before looking at Vince and got up after he didn't even look back at her. We were staring at each other and it was intense to say the lease.

"You don't change, I see."

"Why should I Vince, being me works just fine."

He pulled me onto his lap and was about to kiss me when we were interrupted; he looked up and saw something he didn't like obviously.

"Yo Dom, why'd you bring the buster here?" he shouted.

I knew he went too far when I saw Dom's face, not just because of what he said but because of what he almost did, Dom turned around and blew up on Vince.

"Cause the buster kept me outta handcuffs! He didn't just run back to the fort, the buster brought me back." He shouted, making everyone shut up.

After that the new guy made his way into our family, I didn't like him and neither did Vince. He was hiding something but so was I and I don't think my little secret was going to go over well. It had been a few days before I worked up the nerve to actually come home and only one other person knew that I was here, the one person that everyone in this house hates.

Everything blew up at Race Wars; that is when our downhill spiral started.

Dom had issues with a lot of people, more so with Johnny Tran, ever since we were teenagers. So when Jesse raced him and lost Tran came up to him with his bad boy attitude and they got into a fight because some ratted on him and he blames Dom for it.

"Toretto! Toretto! SWAT came into my house, disrespected my whole family because somebody knocked me out, and you know what? It was you!" Tran shouted.

Dom blew up and ran over to him, punched him dead in the face. They got into it, the security guards couldn't separate them so Vince and I jumped in and managed to pull them apart. Tran's cousin came up and tried to hit Dom but Letty and I made that impossible. She grabbed him from behind and I think I broke his nose. Once we managed to pull them apart it was a fight to keep them apart.

"I never narked on nobody! I never narked on nobody!" he spat out.

Tran spat out blood and just looked at me with an evil smile on his face. I knew what he was going to do before a word was out of his mouth.

"You're just gonna stand there and let him do this?" he shouted.

"Why wouldn't I? He's family." I said sternly.

"So what, the nights you spent in my bed makes me a stranger?" he asked cynically.

"What did you just say?" Dom asked, ready to throw another punch.

"You heard me she slept with me, in my bed and now she treats me like a stranger?" he repeated.

This time I ran forward and punched him in the jaw and the guys had their work cut out to take me off of him.

"You watch the way you speak to me! I'm no whore and you're nothing more than a pastime. I'll never pick you over my family and you knew that!" I shouted.

Dom and Vince grabbed me each with an arm around my waist and pulled me off of Tran. Keeping their grip tight on me because they knew I would jump all over him again. He got up off the floor and wiped his mouth, blood everywhere. The guys pulled me into a gazebo and were both staring at me intently. I had disappointed them and that hurt me more than anything else.

"Why?" Vince asked.

"Why would you do it Kaylee?" Dom asked quietly.

"I didn't do it on purpose, it just happened! One night after a race and it kept on happening. I don't owe either of you anything, you have no right to be angry at me." I asked him.

"Why is that?" Dom asked.

"You know very well why. After that I can get involved with whoever I want to and it's none of your business anymore. And you Vince, you slept with every damn girl I hated. Why would you be mad?" I snarled.

"Mad? I'm pissed, what the hell? Why Tran?" Vince shouted.

"Because I felt like it, like I said before it just happened. I was looking for a pass time and you're not an option." I snarled.

"Kaylee, you're the only thing we have in common with Tran anymore and the only person he does get along with. I've seen it for a while but I didn't pay attention to it, I just wish you wouldn't have." He said.

Tense moments came but the night was fun, what followed wasn't that much fun though. Fast forward a few months and shit hit the fan, literally. Brian (the newbie at the race and the aforementioned buster) ended up being a cop, Jesse's dead, Leon, Letty and Dom are gone and I couldn't be there. I left . . . I left Mia behind again and I ran as far and as fast as possible.

It's been almost four years now since I've been home, since I've seen my family. I don't know what to do or where to go anymore and home is the only place I can think of.
Things have changed, times have changed. I'm not the innocent little girl that walked into the Toretto house, the little girl that Dom brought into the business. I'm not that girl anymore. I'm different and I don't know how they're gonna take it. I've been in town for a few days and I'm dreading the moment when I actually go home.

I've been around so I know that there's no more Toretto's shop or garage and I just don't know how to make the first move. I had been gone for two years when I came back last time and I left after a few months, another four years and I'm home. I did find out that Letty died, I don't know how or why, but that hurt something inside me.

I should've been home for Mia, for Dom. I abandoned them and now it's my turn to beg and hope they can forgive me. While I work on that I decided to pay Letty's grave a visit. It was early in the morning and I had on a black v-neck sweater with a pair of light wash jeans and some black boots. I brought some white roses, she liked them and laid them on the ground in front of the tombstone of one of my closest friends.

Kneeling on the ground I let my tears fall freely, I should've been here. She shouldn't be here, this is wrong, this is all so wrong.

"Hey! Who are you?" I hear from a little away from where I am.

I had my hair up in a long tail and a pair of dark aviator sunglasses on so whoever it was wouldn't recognize me. I got up slowly and looked over to where I heard the shout from, behold my best friend. She walked up to me with a bouquet of red roses in her hands and a stern look on her face.

"I said who are you? Why are you sitting . . . oh God." she said softly.

"Hi Mia."