Tell Tale Heart [Pierre Gasly]

Chapter Three

"C'mon Jamie, I'm sure you look fabulous. This is the first step to getting over that dickhead." I hear Lisa tell me from outside the bathroom I have currently locked myself in.

"I don't want to get over him," I say pathetically but just loud enough for her to hear me. I slide down the back of the door to the floor as the tears well up in my eyes, I pull my legs to my chest and lean my cheek against it, my head was sideways leaving me looking at my reflection in the full-length mirror.

I was completely ready to go out with Lisa and the rest of the team for pre-race weekend drinks, I had a white flowing chiffon dress on and low kitten heels that matched. My hair was perfectly curled and my makeup was perfect, but I was suddenly struggling to get myself to leave the bathroom, which Lisa had noticed after I hadn't reappeared thirty minutes after entering.

"I know, I understand. But can I be honest?" I hear her muffled voice through the door and just sniffle in response. "I'm so glad you two are done. He was so boring! You've always been the life of the party, you might be shy at first but you're always the first one there and the last to leave. You're funny as hell too and he just wasn't any of that. He was boring Ben, that's what Toby and I called him since the first time we met him." She rants through the door and I giggle at the nickname before it turns into a sniffle again. "C'mon Jamie, you're in Monaco! Find yourself some sexy French-speaking millionaire and get him into bed."

I groan hitting my head lightly against the door because little did she know...I already had.

"What was that? Is there something you haven't told me?" She says in response to my nonverbal reply and I sigh once more before pushing myself up onto my feet and checking myself in the mirror above the sink, nodding confidently to myself as I turned and opened the door, seeing a smirking Lisa on the other side. "No way, the other night right?"

I shake my head as my cheeks flushed pink and I simply picked up the cross-body bag I had left on my bed, slipping my phone into it and checking I had my card and ID already sitting there.

"Aw, come on! Tell me!" I shake my head mutely again as I pull my key card out of the holder and the lights all switch off and breathe a sigh of relief as she does follow me exiting my room, linking my arm in hers as we walk down the hallway.

"Nothing to tell," I say after a while off her staring meaningfully at me and I just see her roll her eyes in the reflection of the lift as we wait for it.

"I don't believe you but I'll let it go, for now!" She says with a knowing smile and I just giggle as we go back to discussing the rest of the day. Tracy made her way over to us when she saw us enter the bar. She was an interesting person, another Brit, about twenty years older than me but I'd learnt already that she was unmarried and lived and breathed F1, especially Alpha Tauri having been in the team for ten years which meant that she knew a lot of the other driver's on the grid since quite a few of them had entered the sport through Alpha Tauri, or as it used to be Toro Rosso. She exuded motherly vibes which I knew should be a quality I would love but in all honesty, felt rather alien. I was used to my dad and nothing else.

She let me know that she had decided to hold off posting the specialised photos I had done until later in the weekend but when we got to the drinks in the hotel bar she made her way over to me and informed me that there had been plenty of positive comments on the photos and edits today which made me smile.

"Thanks, I'm so happy to be here," I say, hoping that I'm being convincing but I'm not sure that is true as my heart pangs a little bit.

"You're going to fit right in, don't worry about it hen and if you need anything you can always come to me. We might not be as Italian as Ferrari, but family is everything," she says softly as though she can tell I'm going through a tough time and when I see Lisa nodding to my side I hold myself back from rolling my eyes. Of course, Lisa has probably told her everything.