The eerie silence of the prison made Dominique uncomfortable.
He turned over in the bottom bunk to find a gray cement wall with nothing on it but a letter from his sister and a picture of his friends.
He glanced over at the spot were a picture of his car used to hang but he tore it off earlier that year after he was turned down for an appeal.
It just reminded him why he was there in the first place.
He flipped again and took a look at his surroundings.
There was a cement desk that was fastened tightly to the wall, a steel chair was welded to the floor (sure it wasn't that comfortable but atleast he was allowed to have the chair,desk and time to write letters.), the steel toilet glimmered in the little light that penetrated the large vertical bars in the front of his cell.
It wasn't much but for the past three years five months it had been home.
Dom's eyes closed as he began day-dreaming about feeling the adrenaline pumping through his veins, hearing the roaring of the engine, feeling the wind blow across his face and the feel of the leather steering wheel in his hands.
The sounds of Louis (his roommate) quickly brought Dom back to reality and his cramped little cell.
That night sleep didn't come easy to him.
He tossed and turned, memories always flashing through his head of all that had happened back when he was a racing god.
Finally his eyes began to droop, his mind wandered to a happier place and then the night took over.
***The Next Morning***
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The alarm rung in Dom's ears as he rubbed them gently and slowly sat up in his small cott-like bed.
Louis was already up and having his morning jerkathon (if ya catch my drift).
Dom had never seen so many strange faces or heard so many strange sounds.
He swore he heard Louis bleat like a sheep, make monkey noises, hiss like a cat, squeak like a mouse and growl like a dog!
"Opening cell numbers 315 through 340." A voice sounded over the intercom.
Dominique's cell door slowly opened, he quickly stepped out of his cell very eager and excited for his morning outside time.
Dominique received two hours outside only because of his good behavior.
The large group of convicts was ushered outside by ten guards, they were all wearing matching uniforms, sunglasses, hats and boots.
The crisp, clean air was a welcome change from the stuffy, muggy, smelly air Dom was used to.
He used his first ten minutes to sit on a bench and soak up the sun and breath for a minute.
After that he casually made his way over to the weights, which he loved dearly because it gave him a way to exert some excess energy he had.
The feeling of the cold steel rods pressing into his hands was familiar but it seemed like forever since he last held them, he just figured that it was because he had nothing else to do so one day seemed like forever.
His heart beat became increasingly fast as he thrust the heavy weights up and down, his chest swelled and his muscles bulged as his large, strong hands gripped the steel.
Today he had less energy than usual so he soon put down the weights and sat up breathing quite heavily.
He wiped the sweat from his brow onto his shirt, hunching his shoulders and lowering his head Dom began to breath more calmly.
"Hey there champ!" A tall, lanky guy with blonde hair, green eyes and a crooked nose appeared in front of Dominique.
"O, hi Jimmy. What's up?" Dominique looked up at his friend.
"Nothing much. So... uh.... well..... I heard that you were getting out tomorrow." Jimmy began twiddling his thumbs and gently pawing at the ground with his feet.
Dominique knew what Jimmy was worried about.
"Look Jimmy don't worry. You'll be fine."
"I know...what? You thought I was scared....ppsshh. Nothing scares me."Jimmy gave a nervous laugh.
"Well ok." Dominique cracked a smile.
"So I guess you won't need Anthony, Louis or Nathan to look after then after all, right?"
Jimmy's head popped up with a smile on it. "Well I guess I could.... well.... ya know take some help. But I don't really need it." Jimmy smiled again." Thanks."
"No problem. Now if you'll excuse me I need to take a run and play some ball before we go in." He grabbed Jimmy and gave him a nuggie then jogged off.
Jimmy reminded Dominique of a little brother, he thought he was a good kid and didn't mind watching out for him.
By the time the alarm went off for everyone to go inside Dom was absolutely out of energy but full of excitement because tommorrow....he was going home.
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Sorry I know this is kinda a crappy first chappie but ya gotta start somewhere right? Please Review.
He turned over in the bottom bunk to find a gray cement wall with nothing on it but a letter from his sister and a picture of his friends.
He glanced over at the spot were a picture of his car used to hang but he tore it off earlier that year after he was turned down for an appeal.
It just reminded him why he was there in the first place.
He flipped again and took a look at his surroundings.
There was a cement desk that was fastened tightly to the wall, a steel chair was welded to the floor (sure it wasn't that comfortable but atleast he was allowed to have the chair,desk and time to write letters.), the steel toilet glimmered in the little light that penetrated the large vertical bars in the front of his cell.
It wasn't much but for the past three years five months it had been home.
Dom's eyes closed as he began day-dreaming about feeling the adrenaline pumping through his veins, hearing the roaring of the engine, feeling the wind blow across his face and the feel of the leather steering wheel in his hands.
The sounds of Louis (his roommate) quickly brought Dom back to reality and his cramped little cell.
That night sleep didn't come easy to him.
He tossed and turned, memories always flashing through his head of all that had happened back when he was a racing god.
Finally his eyes began to droop, his mind wandered to a happier place and then the night took over.
***The Next Morning***
"BBBBBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGG!!"
The alarm rung in Dom's ears as he rubbed them gently and slowly sat up in his small cott-like bed.
Louis was already up and having his morning jerkathon (if ya catch my drift).
Dom had never seen so many strange faces or heard so many strange sounds.
He swore he heard Louis bleat like a sheep, make monkey noises, hiss like a cat, squeak like a mouse and growl like a dog!
"Opening cell numbers 315 through 340." A voice sounded over the intercom.
Dominique's cell door slowly opened, he quickly stepped out of his cell very eager and excited for his morning outside time.
Dominique received two hours outside only because of his good behavior.
The large group of convicts was ushered outside by ten guards, they were all wearing matching uniforms, sunglasses, hats and boots.
The crisp, clean air was a welcome change from the stuffy, muggy, smelly air Dom was used to.
He used his first ten minutes to sit on a bench and soak up the sun and breath for a minute.
After that he casually made his way over to the weights, which he loved dearly because it gave him a way to exert some excess energy he had.
The feeling of the cold steel rods pressing into his hands was familiar but it seemed like forever since he last held them, he just figured that it was because he had nothing else to do so one day seemed like forever.
His heart beat became increasingly fast as he thrust the heavy weights up and down, his chest swelled and his muscles bulged as his large, strong hands gripped the steel.
Today he had less energy than usual so he soon put down the weights and sat up breathing quite heavily.
He wiped the sweat from his brow onto his shirt, hunching his shoulders and lowering his head Dom began to breath more calmly.
"Hey there champ!" A tall, lanky guy with blonde hair, green eyes and a crooked nose appeared in front of Dominique.
"O, hi Jimmy. What's up?" Dominique looked up at his friend.
"Nothing much. So... uh.... well..... I heard that you were getting out tomorrow." Jimmy began twiddling his thumbs and gently pawing at the ground with his feet.
Dominique knew what Jimmy was worried about.
"Look Jimmy don't worry. You'll be fine."
"I know...what? You thought I was scared....ppsshh. Nothing scares me."Jimmy gave a nervous laugh.
"Well ok." Dominique cracked a smile.
"So I guess you won't need Anthony, Louis or Nathan to look after then after all, right?"
Jimmy's head popped up with a smile on it. "Well I guess I could.... well.... ya know take some help. But I don't really need it." Jimmy smiled again." Thanks."
"No problem. Now if you'll excuse me I need to take a run and play some ball before we go in." He grabbed Jimmy and gave him a nuggie then jogged off.
Jimmy reminded Dominique of a little brother, he thought he was a good kid and didn't mind watching out for him.
By the time the alarm went off for everyone to go inside Dom was absolutely out of energy but full of excitement because tommorrow....he was going home.
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Sorry I know this is kinda a crappy first chappie but ya gotta start somewhere right? Please Review.