Brian closed his eyes. He could hear the footsteps come closer and closer. Rocks being kicked as every step came closer. Then he could hear the cold thump of iron as the man smacked against what Brian thought was his hand.

In the farther distance Brian could hear the crash of glass.

"Please not my car" Brian thought to himself as he tried to think of a way to escape.

The footsteps became louder and louder. Now Brian could hear the breathing of this physcopatic freak.

"If he tried to swing then I would duck." it was the only plan he had. After then would he try to trip him and make an escape.

Brian could feel the air brush across his face as the guy tried to bash him across the face with the butt of the gun. The guy mad several attempts but missed every try. Brian actually thought that his plan would work. But then he felt sharp pain as the gun hit him on the side of his head. He was hit with a sharp pain that sent him crashing into the ground.

Brian could not think. His head throbbed with pain as he tried to lift himself back to his feet. But then again, Brian was hit in the head. This time even harder almost knocking him unconscious.

Brian felt something warm drip down the side of his face. "Blood" was the first thought in his head.

He was defenseless. Brian could do nothing except wait for death. Right now he thought it was the best only because the pain was so bad.

Right before Brian's last hit he heard the guy say in a Puerto Rican accent, "Die you fucker."

Brian was knocked unconscious. His mangled body was now just lying there. Blood was dripping down the side of his face falling with a light splatter sound to the ground. It was like the sound of the lightest rain as it fell from the sky on a spring morning. The blood was falling staining the dirt which it fell on.

Only a few minutes later did it start to lightly sprinkle. The rain slowly washed away the blood as the unconscious body laid there. Soon the light rain progressed to an even harder rain until it down poured.

Now someone could be heard in the background. Running to the scene where the body laid. The man examined Brian.

"What the hell happened? If he had only read the note", softly mumbled the man.

"Brian if you had only read the fucking note. Then you would not have been in this state. Well, I can't just leave you here. I'm just going to have to bring you back to your house."

Later.........................

A few hours later Brian gained conscious back.

Looking around his room confused Brian said loudly "HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE!"

Not expecting it a deep voice replied "I brought you here."

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? COME OUT!"

Brains loud tone of voice was starting to hurt his head.

"WELL COME OUT OF HIDING!"

The man started walking closer and closer. Finally Brian recognized the voice. The man who saved him was Dom. Dom had returned. With the pain of his wound and the earlier confusion all Brian could do was let out anger.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU DECIDE TO RETURN NOW! AFTER 5 YEARS YOU DECIDE TO RETURN! WHY NOW? WHY NOT EARLIER? WAS LIFE THAT BAD YOU DECIDE TO COME BACK NOW? WHAT, DID YOU EXPECT ME TO TAKE YOU BACK IN AND TRUST YOU AGAIN? HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT HERE TO KILL ME? HOW DO I KNOW THAT IT WAS NOT YOU WHO TRIED TO KILL ME LAST NIGHT?" Brian blew his lid not even thinking of what he said.

"FOR YOUR FUCKING INFORMATION SHERLOCK, I SAVED YOU ASS FROM DYING. AND SECOND OFF MY FUCKING LIFE IS NOT SO GREAT. I WAS HOPING THAT IN COMING BACK YOU WOULD ACCEPT OUR FRIENDSHIP AGAIN. NOT BE A FUCKING ASS ABOUT IT."

There was a great silence in the room. Then Dom broke out again.

"AND IF YOU WEREN'T SUCK AN ASS THEN INSTEAD OF TOSSING THE NOTE YOU WOULD HAVE READ IT. I GAVE YOU A CLEAR WARNING IN IT. (Sarcastically) DON'T GO TO THE RACE BRIAN. SEVERAL ME WANT TO KILL YOU THERE. STAY HOME TONIGHT WHERE IT'S SAFE."

Brian was now speechless. Lying there in his bed. Then Dom tossed something on his bed. Looking at the shape he noticed that it was the note that he carelessly tossed last night. Now his anger started to cool as he realized the Dom really tried to save him.

"I'm sorry." Brian said in a low voice.

"What was that I couldn't hear over you stubbornness."

''I'm sorry I should not have been such a jerk. It's just now you came back. I don't know what to do."

"You're forgiven. Next time just don't be such an ass or I will have to beat you." Dom smirked as he looked at Brian.

"Well why did you come back anyways? Where's your sister? Are you even afraid of being caught for escaping your last crime scene? You know they kicked me off the squad after I let you escape."

'Well I left because the girls were not good. The cops are too easy. And well the girls didn't pay enough." Dom didn't smile at all when he said this.

Brian finally blurted out "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN PAY ENOUGH?"

"Well, I was................ just kidding. I'm telling you, you need to have a funny bone. I actually came here to catch up on what I miss. I first found you, because you are the first person I wanted to tell I came back. You are like a brother to me. Plus racing sucked in Mexico all they had was mules. Not much of a challenge."

"MEXICO!"

"Yeah Mexico, the only place I could think of to flee."

There was a pause.

"Well my sister is in college. After being in Mexico for a few months she decided to go to college to study."

"Does she even know that you are back?"

"No, not yet. I wanted it to be a surprise."

At that moment Brian heard something crash into what he thought was the kitchen window.

"What the hell is it this time?" Brian said aloud but Dom wasn't paying attention. Brian looked around the room but could not see Dom anymore.

Brian tried to get out of bed but his head hurt so much that he could not even stand.

As he struggled to get up he heard Dom say something.

"What?" Brian didn't hear the first time.

"Get back in bed."

"What was it that broke?"

"Your kitchen window. Those guys that beat you up last night, did you know them?"

"No, but I think they are the ones that I was suppose to race against."

"Did they know where you lived?"

"No"

"Well those bastards decided to follow us back. They followed us with
threats too. They are still out to kill you. What did you do to get
them mad? What happened last night?"

"Well last night they started with me. One charged into me but I flipped them into one of the cars. As the other 2 tried to go after me the cops came."

"Anything else?"

"Well then I drove into an ally were I hid from the cops. After someone followed me as I got out and was a distance from my car. After I knew it the guy knocked me to the ground. And then............ well I don't remember what happened next, but I woke up here."

"Did you know their names?"

"No"

"Well, if I am right then these are the people you should not be messing with around with. When they say that they will kill you they mean it. Every person they said that they were going to kill they did. Not one single survivor. Even if you move out of state. They have men all over who will take on the job of killing you. This isn't playtime anymore Brian. This is the real life. Brian WHEN YOU FUCK AROUND WITH ONE OF THEM, THEY ALL FUCK YOU UP." Dom's voice began to rise.

Brian didn't know what to say now. He was yet again speechless.

Dom was not serious and Brian could feel it. When Dom got this way before he almost broke loose because Brian didn't believe him. Now he has learned his lesson and knows to believe him when he was like this.

Brian knew that he had messed up badly now. Now he wished he had read that note and didn't go to the race. But then Brian thought again, the note how did Dom know?

"Dom how did you know?"

"Know about what?"

"The guys trying to kill me. How did you know that they were trying to kill me?"

"I just do. Now drop it."

"NO, I WON'T JUST DROP IT. THIS WAS AND IS MY LIFE AT STAKE! NOT YOURS! TELL ME DOM!"

There was another sudden silence throughout the room. Dom just stood in the corner looking at Brian.