I had never ran this fast before. I didn't exactly know how I did it. It was like I was seeing everything in slow motion, but I was running so damn fast. How? I have no idea. Adrenaline maybe but what ever the reason I was very, very, grateful.

I watched who ever was in that drummed up car smash into Dom, in the perfect place at the perfect time to make him flip. Who ever it was had planned this. They had planned what car to be driving to make it look like they were an average person driving home so that Dom and I wouldn't be paying attention to them. They had planned that Dom and I would race like we always did on Tuesday nights. They planned to hit us on the back road where no one usually is. They planned exactly when to hit Dom so that he would flip and then hit that damn tree. Damn, this was a set up. Shit.

Dom's car had finally stopped rolling and who ever had hit Dom was long gone. I wanted to go after them but I had to make sure that Dom was alright. I sprinted to his car. I was surprised at how fast I ran and had no idea how I was running that fast.

"Dom?" I yelled, scared at what I would see.

"Br... *cough* ian" I heard Dom trying hard to make sentences and try to talk to me but he just couldn't.

"It's alright Dom, I'm gonna get you out alright? Sit tight, just stay right there." I responded ordering him to stay seemed a bit stupid seeing that he couldn't exactly move at the moment. He was fettered to the car by his seatbelt, which could have possibly saved his life but at the moment was keeping him strapped in, upside down, and with injuries that I could not yet see. I ran to my car and grabbed the tools out of the back that I always kept with me and then I returned to the car.

"Dom? You alright?" I asked and I was relieved when I got an answer a few seconds later. "I've... be..en... better" Dom replied in a few short gasps of air. Something was definately wrong. "Alright I'm gonna cut you out, you'll be alright." I stated just to give him some more reasurrance. I began to cut and was relieved when the first side of the belt tore away. I moved further into the car and began to cut away the other side. When I was done I pulled Dom out of the car.

"Easy." I cautioned when his breathing hitched and he grabbed pointlessly at my shirt which was now covered with dirt. Dom began to cough and I held him steady until it passed. We were sitting in the grass by the tree where Dom's car was. I wasn't worried that it would blow up. Who ever had done this wasn't here to kill, just here to warn us of something. Plus, I didn't smell gasoline. Dom's head was in my lap and I just had to ask.

"Dom, be honest, how bad is it? How bad you hurt?" I asked and to be honest I was terrified of what answer I would get. "It hurts pretty bad. I... don't think... that's... a good...sign." Dom managed to get this sentence out and then closed his eyes slowly. I slapped him lightly on his face.

"No, Dom, come on bro, stay awake, you got to stay awake, come on now, there you go. That's it Dom, keep your eyes open." I half yelled this at him and his eyes opened again, slowly and unfocused, but they were open. "Alright Dom, I'm gonna take a look at you at the house were Mia can help me. Do you think you can walk?" I asked and I was hoping he was say yes. "Yes... maybe." He wheezed and I could tell that even talking was a struggle.

"Well take it real slow, and I'll help you, one step at a time Dom." I said and Dom nodded.