Hey, thanks for reviewing! I've been trying to clean up chapter 1 (it was a mess) and now I'm attempting to think of new ideas for the next bunch of chapters. Please keep reviewing, and all criticisms and ideas help oodles (love that word…)! On with the story…

*Dom's POV*

I woke up the next morning with a blinding headache. I needed aspirin so badly, but when I'd gone to the nurse, she just looked at me and clucked (which is pretty funny since Nurse Peabody actually does look like a chicken). She told me that I wouldn't need aspirin if I didn't get into so many fights, and that I was lucky the prison had a nurse anyway. In her opinion, criminals should just live with their pain. She only brushed me off when I pointed out that OUR pain was paying her, and that to leave us with illnesses and bruises would get her a bad rep, and she'd be defying some law of cruelty. So, I was pushed out of the infirmary and down to breakfast. I sit alone- no one wants to side with someone Ripper would like to, er, rip up. Breakfast was the ever-popular stone slabs covered with brown snot. I decided I wasn't that hungry anyway, and I returned to my cell, now with a stomachache in addition to my head wound. Maybe I should ask for a tourniquet? God, life was so bad here, and all because I couldn't control myself for that one moment. Now I was paying for it. I missed my friends, even Melanie. I'd spent a total of thirty minutes with her, but I missed her too. I've thought of something- life isn't worth it if you have no body to spend it with. Tears sprang to my eyes again. Why was fate so against me? I glanced at something that was shining on my small piece-of-shit sink. A razor. I stood and picked it up, along with a sheet that was on my shelf. Slowly, I began to cut into myself. I didn't believe I was here. I needed something to prove it to me. I watched a tiny bit of blood flow up from my vein, and out my wrist. It just kept building up. I put the sheet on it and held it there for a moment while the blood stopped. I never thought I'd break like this. I promised myself when I came in that I would be strong, but I had been wrong, and now I was falling.

// So many years in the making,

And here it comes,

Another song induced by pain.

When will it stop,

When can it end?

Tell me-

Are you foe or friend?

Would you save me,

When it's near,

The monster growing,

The one I fear.

Before,

I shut my closet,

Put away the fear,

But how can I shut out,

What's in here?

And now it's coming,

My nightmare,

Close my eyes,

Tell me when it ends. //

*Melanie's POV*

I blanked for a minute. Dom owned this place? No, he can't have said that…

"Hello? Did someone decide to step out and take a breather in there?" Vince said, looking at me oddly.

"Yeah, I'm fine…did you say Dominic Toretto? I don't think I heard you right…" Watch him call the men in white on me; he'd probably said Daniel Thomson or something.

"Yeaaah…Are you feeling alright?" He glanced at my backpack. "Reading too much?" He did say Dominic! Now what? I checked my watch it was 7:54, I needed to get home, and I was starving…I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast at 9 AM. I'll ask him about Dominic another time.

"Haha, yeah, I probably am…so, what's wrong with my car? I should be getting home now…I've got things to do." Vince had already finished his brief inspection, and he was getting under the car, he was probably about to take car of the clicking noise. He grunted for a moment before answering me.

"There's a bolt that was stuck to the tailpipe. That's all, I took it off for you."

"That's it? A bolt? Wow. So, how much do I owe you?"

"You new here?" What a random question; what did this have to do with money?

"Um, yeah, I am, but how much do I owe you?" Just then, a woman who looked about my age ran in, excitement in her dark brown eyes.

"Vince! Vince!" She screeched happily, "Dominic! He's out; they're letting him out in a month! One month and he's coming home, Vince!" Vince looked at her, stunned at first, but then a smile crept into his face.

"Thank God! Hehe, I knew they wouldn't keep him in long. I'm picking him up, okay? Where do I go, I need some information! Don't just scream, help me out, and give me the directions to Lompoc!" He began to run out of the garage, but then he remembered me and said, "It's free, don't worry about it." I grinned, but not because I didn't have to pay. I was happy to hear that Dom was coming out. He wasn't the type that should be locked away in purgatory. I got back in my car and drove out, Click Click Boom blasting out of my stereo. I had a little idea in my head; after all, he'd mentioned how disgusting the food was back there…

~~Yeah, I know that Melanie's POV was pretty boring up until the end, and that the chapter's a little short, but I was really busy today, and I wasn't really sure about what I should put into this chapter, besides the news of Dom's release…Oh, before I forget, the song at the end of Dom's POV is called 'Monster', and it's by your own SleepyMonkey. I'm going to try and include some of my own songs and things in here. Tell me if you like them, and on Friday, I'll decide whether I'll keep posting or not. Love and bananas to all! ~~