A/N: Thanks to all those that reviewed. I'm glad that you guys like it so far. Sorry it took me so long to update. I just wanted to get some chapters written up in advance.

Chapter 3: Positions and Propositions

Matty slid down the wall slowly, her eyes shut tight, her face full of pain. Dom was pushed out of the way by Mia, who bent down to help her. After checking that she didn't have a concussion or anything serious, Mia stood up and turned to face her brother. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" She yelled at him, her eyes full of fury.

"That girl could've turned her back on me and walked away, but she decided to help me out Dom. That guy was trying to RAPE ME!" She said, placing a shocked look on his face. After recovering, he turned to face the guy, but found him gone.

Vince walked over to Matty and picked her up in his arms. He made his way towards the basement and as he passed Dom he sent him a death stare, letting him know that things were far from over.

As Vince walked down the stairs, Matty glanced up at him, running her hands over the back of her head. She groaned, knowing that there would be a knot there tomorrow. She glanced up at Vince, whose face was full of anger.

As he approached her doorway, she jumped out of his arms. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she felt her head spin. He steadied her and walked her over to the bed. "Lay down but don't go to sleep," he barked at her. She watched him through slit eyes as he tried to make her comfortable on the bed. "Vince, you can stop now. I'm not made out of china," she said.

Vince threw the pillow he was fluffing up at her. "You know you are one bitchy woman," he said, walking out of the room. "Story of my life," she muttered, flipping over on to her stomach, sighing loudly.

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Vince walked over to Dom, pushing him swiftly. They were currently alone in the backyard, Dom nursing a Corona. "What were you thinking?" Vince yelled at him, a menacing scowl on his face. Dom opened his mouth to reply, but no sound came out.

"This is Hector's 19 year old sister Dom! You know- that fat little Mexican that gave you a start on the racing scene when no one else would. How much damage could she really do, Dom? You've seen her and you fucked up, big time," He said, his arms crossed over his chest.

"FUCK!" Dom yelled, throwing his beer on the ground. "You think she'll talk to me or should I give her a day to cool off?" Vince scoffed at his question. "A day? You've seen the attitude she's packing. She's worse then me. Try a week."

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When you're born fighting, from that very first breath you take to the last one that you are delaying- it's all you know. It doesn't matter how many people say that you have the skills to make it, because when you have a rap sheet as long as mine and enough pent-up rage as I do, you just don't give a fuck.

So you went from this straight A student to a small time criminal in a blink of an eye- who cares? It's not like anyone noticed. All they know is the swagger you got when walk or the bitchy scowl on your face. Not the real person you are or what drove you to be the cold bitch you are now.

Not anyone of them know or understand what it means to be me. Or should I say the shadow of what used to be me?

-Matilda always.n.4ever

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Matty shut her journal just as Mia walked into the room, a glass of water and aspirin in tow. Mia smiled affectionately at her, extending her arms and passing them to her.

Matty chugged the pills and water down and shut her eyes close, lying down on the bed. Mia stood in front of her for a few minutes before speaking. "Matty?" She asked, in a small voice. "Yeah?" She replied back in a sleepy, mumbled voice. Mia sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at her. "Thank you for what you did. I'm so sorry about what happened with Dom. Vince already kicked his ass for me," she said, but it was in vain. Matty was knocked out.

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"She said she wanted to be treated like the rest of us, Mia. So she's going to work today whether or not she wants to, with or without the drama from last night," Vince said, opening Matty's bedroom door.

He did a double take as he found Matty in the middle of the room, twisted up into the yoga position named the Side Crane. "What the fuck is that?" He asked, walking around her. Mia followed suit also, an impressed look on her face.

"Yoga, Vince, stop talking or you'll break her concentration," Mia said. "Too late, I heard the caveman here barking since he got up. Not quite the morning person are we?" She said, getting out and up from her position.

Mia saw from the corner of her eyes as Vince checked her out in her short black tights and a white sports bra, covered in sweat. She grabbed Vince's arm and declared that they needed to leave for work or that they would be late, as she dragged him out the door.

As soon as they were upstairs in the living room, Mia reached up and slapped the back of Vince's head. "What the fuck was that for?" He asked, ducking another slap she was sending his way. "Don't even try it, Vince. Stay away from her. She's 19 and doesn't need any more shit going on in her life. She doesn't need an ass like you going after her and you can tell Leon that she's off limits too!"

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Letty and Matty glanced at the car they had just finished putting the decals on and smiled at each other. "BREAK!" They yelled at the same time and threw their tools on the floor. The rest of the team looked at them, shaking their heads. Their break time usually meant that they would be gone for hours at a time and wouldn't come back until they felt it was time.

It had been 2 weeks since Mia's little lecture about Matty to the guys and Matty soon found herself spending most of her time with Letty, seeing as all the guys on and off the Toretto team steered clear of her. This left her feeling a tad uncomfortable.

The girl's jumped into Letty's car and drove over to the nearest McDonald's. After ordering and taking a seat, the girls began to chit-chat, when something Letty said got Matty thinking.

"What do you mean Dom is overprotective of all his girls?" She asked. Through a mouth full of french fries, Letty began to explain. "Back when we first started racing, me and him weren't officially together, so I used to attract a lot of attention from all the other males. He soon put the fear of God in all that dared to even look at me by beating the living shit into some guy from Santa Monica. Ever since then, no one that even remotely knows him will even look at me in a sexual way."

Matty finished off the rest of her food in silence, while the wheels in her head turned. "So Dom might do something like that to me also?" She asked. Letty laughed and shook her head. "You finally figured it out. I was sworn to secrecy but you'd be surprised to know that this time it was Mia who started it. She told Vince and Leon to back off and they in turn decided that if they couldn't have you, no one would," she replied.

Matty laughed lightly and stared out the window. "Tonight, we'll test their little theory, Letty. You tell Leon and Vince and only them, that you're going to party. Invite them and leave the rest to me," Matty said softly.

Letty glanced at her, an eyebrow cocked and a smirk on her face. "How bad?" She asked. Matty's only response was an evil cackle.