The Fiery One | Fast and Furious [Dominic Toretto]

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             I went to Dom's garage to work with him on the car so while working on it , Dom stared at me while I was applying lube to the brakes I looked up at him tugging some stranded hairs behind my ears, "What?"

"You got plans tonight?"

I shook my head, "No,Why?"

"Good, cause you'll be working here on the car" He stated with a suggestive smirk.

I chuckled shaking my head then got back to work but with Dom's eyes on me I looked back up at him, "I wanna show you something"

I frowned but followed him nonetheless to his car riding to his home, we got out with Dom leading me to the garage.

He opened the door to an old black american muscle car, "Wow, that looks special" I said admiring the car parked in front of me.

"Me and my dad built her, nine hundred horses of Detroit muscle, It's a beast. Know what she ran in Palmdale?"

"No, what did she run?"

With passion in his eyes and a smile on his face he answered,"Nine seconds flat"

I was shocked at the number "God!" I exclaimed while admiring the car.

"My dad was driving, So much torque, the chassis twisted coming off the line. Barely kept her on the track"

 I listened intently to every word Dom was saying as this car looked like it had a big effect on him or otherwise he wouldn't show it to me, "Have you ever drove it?" I asked

He shook his head"No"

"Why not?" I asked frowning.

"It scares the shit out of me" he paused for a second then a pointed to a photo hanging on the wall, "That's my dad"

He turned around his back facing me,"He was coming up in the pro stock car circuit last race of the season, A guy named Kenny Linder came up from inside on the final turn, He clipped his bumper and put him into the wall at 120, I watched my dad burning to death, I remembered hearing him scream but the people that were there said that he had died before the tanks blew, they said it was me who was screaming"

I approached Dom getting closer to him to offer my support I knew this must be hard for him but then he continued,

"I saw Linder about a week later, I had a wrench in my hand and I hit him and I didn't intend to keep hitting him but by the time I was done I couldn't lift my arm, He's a janitor at a high school, has to take a bus everyday to work and they banned me from the tracks for life"

I took Dom in my arms with him putting his head on my shoulder while I caressed his back softly we stayed like this for a moment until Dom pulled away putting his hands on my waist, "I live my life a quarter mile at a time, nothing else matters, not the mortgage, not the store, not my team and their bullshit. For those 10 seconds or less, I'm free"