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"What the hell are you talking about?" Daniel barges in, looking angry at me.
"Did you fuck Melissa? You did didn't you? You couldn't even keep it in your pants for a few days. We're engaged remember? I'm carrying your child. Or am I already too fat, so you need somebody younger and prettier than me!" I don't even let him say anything. I feel so angry that I just lash out to him.
"Baby, stop!" He tries.
"Don't you dare call me baby. I can't believe this. You said you loved me. Did you forget about me so easily?" Tears are streaming down my face again. He tries to wrap his arms around me, but I back off.
I just want to get out of here, so I make a run for the door almost knocking Daniel off his feet.
When I get out in the corridor I slam the door shut behind me, only for it to open a second later with Daniel following me.
"Skylar, calm down. I don't know how you got this idea, but you're wrong." I try to walk away from him, but he grabs my arm, spinning me around. He pushes me with my back against the wall, pinning me in between his body and the wall. "I didn't fuck Melissa. Why would I? I have you."
He looks properly pissed right now, but not nearly as much as me.
"Instagram is filled with pictures of the two of you and you looked very cozy. Also I saw her leave your room and the room smells like perfume. She spent the night there. Why would you do this to me Daniel?" I start to sob "I thought you loved me."
"I do love you, more than I could put into words and you know that."
His anger seems to fade, now he just looks desperate to convince me I'm wrong.
Without a warning he smashes his lips on mine, kissing me hard and I can feel the despair in it.
I want to protest, but I can't. I instantly melt into him, kissing him back like there's no tomorrow.
If this is the last time we kiss, I want to remember it forever.
Eventually he draws back, both of us out of breath.
My legs are unable to keep me up, so I lean against the wall, slowly lowering myself until I sit on the floor.
"Baby? Are you feeling ok? Are you in pain?" He asks and I look at him not believing what he's asking.
"Do I look ok? I'm not! And no I'm not in pain, except for the pain of my heart being torn out of my chest." I see some frustration in his eyes, but then he picks me up from the floor and carries me back into Michaels room.
He sits me down on the bed and I realize he won't let me go until we talk.
I know we have to talk, but I don't know if I want to hear him tell me that something did happen last night.
"I'll leave you two to talk." Michael leaves so it's just me and Daniel now.
"Skylar hear me out, try not to interrupt, I can explain everything."
I open my mouth to tell him off again but the look on his face makes me close it again. I'll hear him out.
"Fine, talk."
"Ok so there was a party the team spontaneously threw last night. Pretty much everybody was there including Melissa."
I scoff, but he gives me that look again.
"Melissa and her boyfriend were there. But he bailed on her during the night when he hooked up with some girl I don't know. I don't even think she is part of the team. Melissa saw him kissing that girl just when I walked by. I comforted her and hugged her."
I don't know where he is going with this, my head is now filled with thoughts of them fucking. Now it seems it might have been out of sympathy.
"At the end of the party she saw them leaving together and she realized he had the keycard for their room, so she couldn't go there.
I offered to let her stay in my room and I crashed here in Michaels room." He takes a sip of his coffee and I start to doubt the conclusion I drew about the two of them. Is he telling the truth? I want to believe him so badly.
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Fields of Gold; Daniel Ricciardo
FanfictionSkylar is a F1 fan and her favorite driver is Daniel Ricciardo. After a traumatic experience she gets an amazing opportunity to go to the McLaren factory. Love always has a way of catching you by surprise.
