Disclaimer- I don't own any of the original characters from the fast and the furious but i do 'own' all of the characters you don't recognise.

i started to write this story a while ago and yesterday i decided to post it on here and continue it.

Chapter 1

They were drinking heavily again. Gabriella listened to her brothers and father and knew she shouldn't stay. She crept downstairs and out the front door.
Gabriella had moved to L.A with her brother and father two weeks ago and things were starting here the same way they had ended in Las Vegas. Her father showed no intention of getting a job and her brothers didn't seem like they were going to do anything except get drunk all of the time.
At 21 most girls her age would have left their families and started out on their own. Gabriella couldn't, if she moved away her father would hunt her down. He was so possessive of her. He terrified her and beat her whenever anything wrong.

Her brothers were just as bad, although they were both eighteen and still at school, they were almost clones of their father and treated her like dirt.
Her family were so bad they didn't let her have any friends, she had to go straight home from school and she never had a boy friend. Not that she wanted one, she knew what men were like, they scared her and she wanted nothing to do with them.

She walked down to the beach and sat down at the edge watching the sea. This had turned out to be a regular occurrence since she had arrived. It was a serene place where she felt she could forget her surroundings. She liked to sit and forget about her life even if was only for an hour or so.
The beach she had found was normally deserted except for the odd person jogging or walking their dogs.

She took out her notebook that she had remembered to take out with her and continued her latest design. She loved to draw patterns for car, for street racing cars like Skylines and such.
For as far back as she could remember she had been fascinated by the many different colours and patterns that could be used. She had never seen any of these cars up close or been to any races but she still loved to draw.
If her father found out about the drawings he'd probably kill her. He did not like her to take interest in anything that was not girly. So anything that was not cooking and cleaning was out of the question.

She sat their, perfectly content for the first time in her life, completely unaware that she was being watched.

Dominic Toretto wandered aimlessly along the beach. He had done this for as long as he could remember since he had moved here. Running two businesses, street racing and staying off the cop's radar was stressful, and this was his way to unwind.

For the last two weeks his fascination with the beach had been because of something entirely. A young woman had started to come to the beach and sit in exactly the same spot everyday. For the first two days he hadn't even realise she was there, e noticed her but didn't pay attention to her.

She always wore her dark hair pulled into a bun and wore very plain, nondescript clothes. Every time he saw her his fascination grew. She always seemed sad and lost, yet strangely at peace. He had never approached her, she looked like she would scare easily, he just watched her.
A few times now he had watched her engrossed in something, drawing or writing he couldn't tell.

He never noticed him but it seemed like only a matter of time before she did. He looked straight at her and realised she was facing him, only she had her eyes closed. Then she opened them and looked right at him. Her eyes widened in fear.

She saw him watching her and knew right then that she hadn't been imagining it. Over the past few days she had seen this man on the beach. His presence unnerved her but not in the same way his family did.

He was a huge guy. Over 6ft tall and had the frame of a body builder. He looked quite scary and was looking right at her.

Before she could move away a noise to her left startled her. She turned to see what it was and saw her father drunkenly ambling towards her with a scowl on his face. She froze and waited. "Gabriella!" he yelled as he reached her. She flinched, "Why are you here? We are hungry. We can't cook for ourselves you know!" He grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet. She knew it was pointless to argue so she just went with him. As he was pulling her away, she dropped her notebook onto the sand.

Dominic watched as the scene unfolded before him. He wanted to go and punch the guy's lights out for hurting the woman but saw it would probably make things worse for her.

As she was dragged away he saw her drop the notebook. He waited until they were gone, went over and picked it up. Opening it, he was surprised to at what he saw. Their were about 16 different designs on a selection of different cars and all of them were amazing. He turned to the last unfinished design and realised what she must have been working on. He closed the book and decided he would come back tomorrow and decided to see if he could return it.

Gabriella sobbed quietly as she remembered the events of the day. After her father had dragged her home he had immediately started to yell at her. He wanted her to make dinner so she did. She thought that was the end of it but she was mistaken.

He hadn't liked dinner so he had started to beat her. He was drunk so his anger was worse. He had punched the side of her head so hard she had fallen to the floor, then he started to kick her ribs. After a while he left her and she had managed to crawl upstairs to her bed.

He had left a large cut across her cheek and she was sure he had broken a couple of ribs. She cleaned up the cuts and decided that the cut would be easily covered with concealer. She crawled walked slowly to her bed and fell asleep with her clothes on.

Ok there ya go i hope you liked it.

Ps i also need a title so if you have any suggestions let me know