An inconvenient attachment

Chapter 44

Lando's pov

Me and Charlotte arrive at the final interview of the day. It's with some interviewer, but I don't know from with country if I'm honest.

"Tough day" she says, more like a statement instead off a question.

"Yup, wasn't what I wanted or hoped. We'll have a talk with the team and try to learn from this weekend. And we'll try again next race."

"Yes, Monaco coming up. Are you looking forward to it?"

"Yes, very much. I really enjoy driving that circuit, it's cool." God, let this be over, I'm so fricking tired.

"Is it true you're girlfriend came to watch? And will we be seeing more of her maybe?"

I look sideways to Charlotte who is already stepping in. "Ok, thank you" she says while pushing me away from the interviewer. "Thanks" I say once we're out of sight. "I don't get why they always try to push these questions" Charlotte says, clearly annoyed. "Well at least you're done for the day" Charlotte continues. We walk to my trailer together and I say bye to Charlotte there.

When i'm finally done and changed I walk towards the restaurant. "Tough day?" Carlos asks, popping out of nowhere.

"God man, you should stop doing that" I say, almost screaming my lungs out a moment  before.

"What?"

"Appearing out of nowhere, dick" I say jokingly, "are you coming for a quick drink?"

"Yeah, sure" Carlos says. On the way there Charles and Pierre also join us. We find Mia and Charlotte sitting at a table. When I see her sitting there it's like the first time I saw her, completely and utterly amazed with her. I give Mia a quick kiss and sit down next to her. I don't know if I imagine it, but for a second I thought I saw annoyance on Pierre his face.

I order us all some drinks and quickly pay. We can't seem to shut up about the race. Well, it wasn't that exciting for me. It was shit actually. Pissed me off and I can't wait to move on to the next race weekend.

"Ready to go?" I ask when I finish my drink. Mia nods and looks beside her.

"Oh no, I forgot my bag at the room we were watching the race in" she says. Muppet.

"Ok, I'll come with you" I say, wanting to get up. "No, no, it's fine, you grab another drink. I'll be back quickly" she says while giving me a pet on my head like I'm a fucking dog. "You sure?" I ask again. She rolls her eyes at me. God, the nerve on this girl. She seems to notice the glance in my eyes. "Yes, babe" Mia quickly says as she walks off. I doubt for a second if I should walk with her, but she probably would find that annoying. I should let her do things on her own.

"She'll be fine" Charlotte says, watching my face closely. "I know" I sigh.

I look at my watch. She's taking pretty long now. "God Lando, maybe she's just going to the toilet or something" Charlotte says when she sees I want to stand up. I look at her slightly annoyed, but sit back down. I'm probably overreacting. Another few minutes pass by when the door to the restaurant opens again. It's Max.

"He guys" he says as he walks up to us. They all congratulate Max, I already did. "Where's Mia? I heard her yelling at the podium ceremony" he laughs. I smile, that does sound like Mia. "She's just grabbing her bag" I say. "Sit down" I continue as I make room for Max. He sits down next to me. "Lando's a bit worried" Pierre jokes.

"Really? Why?" Max asks. The look on his face changes, like he's cautious or something. I don't know why, but this feeling of discomfort goes over me.

"She's been gone for a couple minutes now" I say.

"How long?" Max adds.

"Why are you worried?" Charlotte asks.

"How long?" Max asks again, this time more angry.

"What's going on Max?" I ask.

"God! Just answer the fucking question! How long has she been gone?" Max asks again.

"Jeez, I don't know. About ten minutes" Charles says.

"Fuck fuck fuck" Max says as he jumps up.

"What is going on?" Pierre asks. I also stand up.

"What is going on?" I ask.

"Her ex is here" Max says. As he wants to run off I grab his arm to stop him, probably hurting him. "Yeah, so?" If this guy doesn't tell me right now what the fuck is going on, I swear to god.

Max bites his lip. Like he's doubting if he is going to say it. "Spit it out" I say, very angry right now. Max yanks his arm out off my hand. "He used to beat her" he says while running of. What the actual fuck. Why didn't Mia tell me? Why didn't Max tell me? I want to scream at him, but now is not the time.

I don't stand there for a second longer and run after him. I don't realize, but the other guys are already looking in some other places. I feel like it takes us ages to get to the room where Mia left her purse, we run through the pitman, through the trailers, right towards the room she was headed to.

"Her purse is gone" Max says as he swings open the door.

"Where the fuck is she?"

"I don't know" Max says. I feel panic all over me. Max pushes me out of the room and we run back. When we run back the others run towards us.

"Did you find her?" Pierre says.

"Does is look like I fucking found her?" I answer. What the fuck is wrong with him. This guy pisses me off.

"Where did you guys look?" Max asks. I don't even hear what they are saying. I hear that Max gives them directions to look by the parking place and that we'll look behind the trailers, probably the only place we haven't looked yet. I run my hands through my hair, fuck this is not good.

Max goes through the left side of the trailers and I take the right. As soon as I look behind the trailer I see her sitting in the distance. Knees up to her chest, head buried in them. I run as fast as I can.

"Mia" I gasp as I see her. The bandage from her wrist lays beside her, blood dripping down her hand. I take her face in my hands.

"Oh Mia" I'm lost for words when I see her face. Range flows through my veins. I swear to god, when I find this lad.

"Oh god" Max says as he sees us sitting there. He starts dialing some number and asks for a medic. Mia's eyes seem to look straight through me, like I'm not even there. I sit beside her and wrap her in my arms.

"I'm so sorry" I say, "I'm here now." As I say it I know it, I feel it, I'm too late. I should have been there for her. I should have been here. I stroke her hair, because I know it always calms her down.

"You're going to be ok" I say. I don't know who I'm saying this for. For Mia, or for me. I need to believe. Believe she is going to be ok.