DOM'S POV
I slowly open my eyes. My eye sight is a blur. I can barely see properly. But I do know, that I'm no longer in the bathroom. I don't know where I am. All I can see is blurry white walls. Everywhere. I rub my eyes.
"Hey."
I look up, theres a guy standing over me. Wearing black trousers and a white shirt. And the hat his wearing, covers his face.
"Who are you?"
I sound so calm. And I feel it as well.
"Me? Well I'm just a messenger."
He extends his hand and helps me up.
"Lets walk."
All of a sudden I'm no longer in the white room, but in a street.
"How did I do that?"
He says reading my thoughts.
"Like I said I'm a messenger."
He ended it there, and we walk on.
"What you did today changed alot of things.... you took your own life. I admit most of us up here, were waiting for it. Now your here. You changed the path you were walking towards, and now you have to make a choice. Do you continue the way you were. Or do you stay here."
"I don't know."
I admit honestly. I don't.
The guy places his hand on my eye lids.
"Thats why I'm here. I can help you. But in the end, only you can make the choice."
He closes my eyes and I slump to the ground.
"Choice wisely."
I'm standing, in my home. And I can see me.... the six year old me. I'm watching my mother pack.
"Mommy, wheres you going?"
I hear myself ask, my voice then sounded so tiny.
"I have to go honey. But you promise me, that you'll look after your sister for me."
Little me, nods his head, as she runs her hands over my cheeks. I still can't believe she left. Its been so long. But I still can't believe she walked out.
I stood here in the corner, watching as little me toddles to the window. To watch her drove away. My face is pressed against the glass, the tears smudging against it. I go to walk towards the kid, when the room spins.
I'm no longer there. Instead I'm standing outside. I'm older now.
"Dommy."
I look around. Theres Mia. In her pick frilly dress. And then theres Letty. In her dungarees. And a toy car in both hands. I laugh a little. This is the first time we met.
"My friend's coming over for dinner."
"Yea? did you ask dad?"
I was a brat back then. Always trying to upset Mia.
"Yea. This is Letty."
"Whats sort of name's that? It sounds like Lefty."
I hear myself laugh. That was before she punched me. I close my eyes. Thinking about how it used to be.
I open my eyes. But I'm not standing in the back yard anymore. I'm leaning over the janitor. The guy who killed my father. This time I'm not watching from the sides. I'm inside. I can feel the weight of the spinner, as I smash it against the guys face.
"Dominic Torretto. You've been found guilty of assault. With this you'll serve two years in maximum prison. Take him away."
What the hell? I'm in the court. How did I get here? I see Mia crying. And Letty walking towards me. Hugging me.
"Its going to be alright. You'll be out in no time. I promise."
Now I'm in the wash room. I know whats going to happen. I can't believe they brought me here. What happened here was sickening. I see the guys walking in.
"Its the pretty boy."
One of them say with a smirk. They all laugh.
"Don't you think, its about time, that he gets proper welcome here."
With this I turn around and place my forehead against the wall. Trying to block out the sounds. But I can hear the sounds.... the struggle. Of me trying to break free of their hold. But there's.... there was to many. I couldn't.
"This is going to be fun."
One of them say. As my screams echo around the room.
"So, you going to be ok?"
What? I'm in the visiting area. Everyone's here. I nod my head. I can't talk.
"Anyway we... hu we gotta go. But we'll be back tomorrow. Ok?"
I nod my head again. I'm still wondering what was going on. I watch as they walk away. Letty stays behind though.
"You sure, your ok?"
"Yea."
I whisper. But she doesn't believe me.
"I'm here. Talk to me. Please"
With that i lean my head on her shoulder and let everything out. Its that hard to handle, I end up falling to the ground and I take her with me. I watch as She strokes my head. Looking at the ceiling. Her eyes blinking, trying not to cry.
The room changes again. Now I'm standing by the prison gates. I see me, getting in Vince's car. I then watch as they drive away. I feel relief, sweeping through me.
"Why did you leave?"
All of a sudden I'm standing in front of my mother.
"I had to. I.. I couldn't stay there."
"Why, did he hurt you?"
I see her nod her head no.
"He didn't, but I couldn't stay in a loveless ...."
"So not only do you, leave him. You leave me and Mia as well. I was six years old. And I watched you walk away.... and you left me to look after Mia. Dad couldn't do it.... he couldn't even look after himself. I was so happy when he meet someone new. I didn't have to do this on my own anymore. I had someone to look after me. She ... she told me , she loved me like a son."
Even though I was only watching, I can feel the pain again. Of going through this.
"He meet someone new?"
I near the disbelief in her voice.
"What did you expect, did you think he'd wait around for you forever? Well he didn't. He meet someone new. And she was more of a mother then you'll ever be."
And now I'm standing in front of her. The woman who raised me.
"I went to see her."
She clasps my hand, as I talk. She doesn't say anything. She just let me talk.
"And I finally realise. She's not my mother... You.. you are."
I can see the tears spring to her eyes, as she collapses against my chest. We were both crying. As I held her.
The room goes dim. And everything changes. I'm now in the morgue. I can see myself kneeling besides Letty. I see Mia rapping her arms around me. I can feel it. I can feel someone hold me. All of a sudden I'm back in the white room. But I can still feel the arms around my waist. Then it suddenly hits me. It feels like Letty. "Please let it be her." I whisper under my breath.
I turn around. And my heart feels like its about to explode.
"Hey Dom."
"Hi Let."
I whisper back.
I slowly open my eyes. My eye sight is a blur. I can barely see properly. But I do know, that I'm no longer in the bathroom. I don't know where I am. All I can see is blurry white walls. Everywhere. I rub my eyes.
"Hey."
I look up, theres a guy standing over me. Wearing black trousers and a white shirt. And the hat his wearing, covers his face.
"Who are you?"
I sound so calm. And I feel it as well.
"Me? Well I'm just a messenger."
He extends his hand and helps me up.
"Lets walk."
All of a sudden I'm no longer in the white room, but in a street.
"How did I do that?"
He says reading my thoughts.
"Like I said I'm a messenger."
He ended it there, and we walk on.
"What you did today changed alot of things.... you took your own life. I admit most of us up here, were waiting for it. Now your here. You changed the path you were walking towards, and now you have to make a choice. Do you continue the way you were. Or do you stay here."
"I don't know."
I admit honestly. I don't.
The guy places his hand on my eye lids.
"Thats why I'm here. I can help you. But in the end, only you can make the choice."
He closes my eyes and I slump to the ground.
"Choice wisely."
I'm standing, in my home. And I can see me.... the six year old me. I'm watching my mother pack.
"Mommy, wheres you going?"
I hear myself ask, my voice then sounded so tiny.
"I have to go honey. But you promise me, that you'll look after your sister for me."
Little me, nods his head, as she runs her hands over my cheeks. I still can't believe she left. Its been so long. But I still can't believe she walked out.
I stood here in the corner, watching as little me toddles to the window. To watch her drove away. My face is pressed against the glass, the tears smudging against it. I go to walk towards the kid, when the room spins.
I'm no longer there. Instead I'm standing outside. I'm older now.
"Dommy."
I look around. Theres Mia. In her pick frilly dress. And then theres Letty. In her dungarees. And a toy car in both hands. I laugh a little. This is the first time we met.
"My friend's coming over for dinner."
"Yea? did you ask dad?"
I was a brat back then. Always trying to upset Mia.
"Yea. This is Letty."
"Whats sort of name's that? It sounds like Lefty."
I hear myself laugh. That was before she punched me. I close my eyes. Thinking about how it used to be.
I open my eyes. But I'm not standing in the back yard anymore. I'm leaning over the janitor. The guy who killed my father. This time I'm not watching from the sides. I'm inside. I can feel the weight of the spinner, as I smash it against the guys face.
"Dominic Torretto. You've been found guilty of assault. With this you'll serve two years in maximum prison. Take him away."
What the hell? I'm in the court. How did I get here? I see Mia crying. And Letty walking towards me. Hugging me.
"Its going to be alright. You'll be out in no time. I promise."
Now I'm in the wash room. I know whats going to happen. I can't believe they brought me here. What happened here was sickening. I see the guys walking in.
"Its the pretty boy."
One of them say with a smirk. They all laugh.
"Don't you think, its about time, that he gets proper welcome here."
With this I turn around and place my forehead against the wall. Trying to block out the sounds. But I can hear the sounds.... the struggle. Of me trying to break free of their hold. But there's.... there was to many. I couldn't.
"This is going to be fun."
One of them say. As my screams echo around the room.
"So, you going to be ok?"
What? I'm in the visiting area. Everyone's here. I nod my head. I can't talk.
"Anyway we... hu we gotta go. But we'll be back tomorrow. Ok?"
I nod my head again. I'm still wondering what was going on. I watch as they walk away. Letty stays behind though.
"You sure, your ok?"
"Yea."
I whisper. But she doesn't believe me.
"I'm here. Talk to me. Please"
With that i lean my head on her shoulder and let everything out. Its that hard to handle, I end up falling to the ground and I take her with me. I watch as She strokes my head. Looking at the ceiling. Her eyes blinking, trying not to cry.
The room changes again. Now I'm standing by the prison gates. I see me, getting in Vince's car. I then watch as they drive away. I feel relief, sweeping through me.
"Why did you leave?"
All of a sudden I'm standing in front of my mother.
"I had to. I.. I couldn't stay there."
"Why, did he hurt you?"
I see her nod her head no.
"He didn't, but I couldn't stay in a loveless ...."
"So not only do you, leave him. You leave me and Mia as well. I was six years old. And I watched you walk away.... and you left me to look after Mia. Dad couldn't do it.... he couldn't even look after himself. I was so happy when he meet someone new. I didn't have to do this on my own anymore. I had someone to look after me. She ... she told me , she loved me like a son."
Even though I was only watching, I can feel the pain again. Of going through this.
"He meet someone new?"
I near the disbelief in her voice.
"What did you expect, did you think he'd wait around for you forever? Well he didn't. He meet someone new. And she was more of a mother then you'll ever be."
And now I'm standing in front of her. The woman who raised me.
"I went to see her."
She clasps my hand, as I talk. She doesn't say anything. She just let me talk.
"And I finally realise. She's not my mother... You.. you are."
I can see the tears spring to her eyes, as she collapses against my chest. We were both crying. As I held her.
The room goes dim. And everything changes. I'm now in the morgue. I can see myself kneeling besides Letty. I see Mia rapping her arms around me. I can feel it. I can feel someone hold me. All of a sudden I'm back in the white room. But I can still feel the arms around my waist. Then it suddenly hits me. It feels like Letty. "Please let it be her." I whisper under my breath.
I turn around. And my heart feels like its about to explode.
"Hey Dom."
"Hi Let."
I whisper back.
