One Day // Daniel Ricciardo

Chapter 25

I stormed back to the car and slumped in the passenger seat waiting for Daniel to follow. He joined me a while later after putting the shopping in the car and sitting next to me silently.

"Jess- "

"Let's just go home."

He started the engine and started driving home, neither of us spoke about what had just happened.

When he pulled into our driveway he stopped the ignition and both of us continued to sit in silence.

"You stopped me, you had one job to stick up for me and you just let her do that."

"Come on Jess, you know I've got your back but right there was not the time nor the place and you know that." His voice was stern and not a tone he uses often.

"You don't understand." I replied, too soon for me to realise how insensitive it sounded.

"I don't understand...right."

I opened the door and slammed it shut behind me, storming into my house.

"You guys were ages, I wanted to order some pizza what you guys want?"

I hadn't realised there was tears in my eyes until I was standing face to face with Lando.

"Can you maybe just give us some time alone please."

"Why have you been so fussy about Lando being about all the time?" Danny questioned after he had left.

It was just the two of us standing in the living room.

"Because every time I wanted to talk or do something I was just crowded by people, I want to talk to you and Lando is there, I want to talk to my brother and you're there- "

"I didn't realise I was crowding you by being here, you told me you wanted me here."

"I do, I really did want you here, I still do want you here, but I've had so much going on I wanted to speak to Mark about and it's just overwhelming me."

"You'd rather speak to Mark than me? You'd rather speak to the brother that walked away and left you when your dad was dying than speak to me? And you get angry at me because of what happened in the supermarket with your Mum? Honestly, I can't keep up Jess."

"This is our problem; we never used to argue and now look at us."

He shuffled on the spot not knowing what to say next, he was angry and hurt. More hurt than angry but as much as I didn't want to say it I was overstepping a line with what I was saying.

"No Jess, the problem is you. You've had so many fucked up things happen to you, and you haven't dealt with any of them, you can't just keep running from them believe it or not you actually have to talk about them."

"Okay."

I took in what he said and didn't retaliate. He had a point, even if he was the harshest, he'd ever been he wasn't entirely wrong.

"I want to go back to Monaco for a few weeks, I wanted it to be just us like when we used to live there. The stress and pressures of a house and the life here, we aren't ready for it we should go back to Monaco and enjoy some time there before we're ready to move on together."

"I can't leave here, I can't leave Ha- "

"We're not leaving Hallie; we can deal with everything over there you're only a flight away if you really need to be, we can get our own place there again, houses will be here when we're ready to come back."

"I don't want to leave here." I responded, dead set in my ways.

"We have nothing holding us here, you don't have to be here for work we can just up and leave and come back whenever."