RIGHT BY YOU //DANIEL RICCIARDO

THREE

TW: Abuse

In the car Rosso still couldn't wrap her mind around what the plans were that she and Dakota had and the feeling of guilt was settling in the pit of her stomach.

Because in her mind she had let two people down today because something like this slipped her mind.

And disappointing someone was the one thing she hated most in her life, other than cheaters, and every other bad person in the world.

Especially if that someone is considered a love one to her.

She could feel Dakota glancing at her from the driver seat as he pulled into the parking lot of their hotel.

He still hasn't said a word to her since getting into the car from the track, which only adds on the guilty pit in her stomach.

Which he knew she was eating herself alive for this, and he enjoyed watching her suffer from this.

Having found that she had deserved to feel this way after what she did at the track.

After she ditched him for Daniel in multiple occasions today, giving what he thought was more attention to the Australian, and loving glances and gestures towards him.

While he was left with nothing from his girlfriend, he was sick of it and decided to put an end to it for once and for all.

So he simply lied about them having plans, let the plan he was forming inside his head start to take place slowly by letting the guilt hit her like a brick, then go from there, and she was just too stupid to realize what he was doing.

He couldn't blame her for being stupid as he started his behavior six months into their three year relationship, just never pushing the limits to the point anyone would figure out.

Rosso had told herself that his behavior had been normal in relationships, always passing every side comment as joking around.

That was until started roughing her up rather than throw those comments her way, and by then it was too late for her to leave, she would threaten to leave, but eventually she just got to scared to even do that.

It was even harder when they moved into their apartment together a few weeks after she turned 18.

Where Dakota could officially control every aspect of her life, other than allowing her to talk to her parents to keep them off his back.

One thing he knew was Christian Horner would end him if he ever caught him laying a hand on his daughter.

That and the fact that he knew the Horner man would have an army of people with him to help.

Because Rosso Horner was the princess of the Paddock and no one messed with her.

"What should I wear tonight?" Rosso asked him as they walked into their hotel room, going straight to her suitcase by the far wall to look for an outfit that would fit whatever the occasion was that he picked.

"You go shower and I'll pick it out baby." He said with a smirk that she couldn't see with her back turned to him.

"Okay, just nothing to showy okay?"

"Yeah, whatever. We're on a time frame because of how long you took at the track so go shower, and because your pea sized brain can't remember shit."

Rosso nodded while tensing up slightly at the way he effortlessly threw the blame at her, which ultimately it was her fault, and she knew that she deserved the blame.

Looking down while walking passed him, which only caused his smirk to grow because just the why she tensed up and the refusal to look up, more at him brought him an overwhelming amount of joy.

Waiting until she got to the bathroom door, he grabbed her by the arm, jerking her back roughly, causing her to gasp at the unexpected jerk.

"Didn't think I'd let you get by with your behavior did you?" He whispered into her ear, causing her to tense up again.

She should've known that she'd have to face the consequences of today, rather it be talking to someone he didn't approve up, which she knew exactly who that someone was, or that she forgot something that benefited him, like the dinner plans they had that she still couldn't remember.

Which wasn't fully unpredictable that she would forget even if there was some kinda plan, because she she would often forget things, although she tries to remember everything that is important.

"Dakota, you can't expect me not to talk to the drives, especially when their on my fathers team, you don't freak out when I talk to Daniil, Daniel, Seb, Mark and Jenson are no different than him. Just close friends. Mark is like an uncle to me and Seb is like a brother, it's disgusting to even think of anything happening with them, makes me want to puke honestly." She told him softly. "Jenson and Daniel are two of my closest friends." She added in a scared whisper feeling his hold tighten as she said Daniel's name.

"You don't need to talk to any other guy than me, your boyfriend stupid bitch!" He yelled smacking her, grinning like a psycho as her head rolls to the side from the hit. "How many times to I need to telling that?!" He added while throwing her into the wall, happy that the people on both sides of their room was still at the track.

"I-I'm sorry baby." She groaned out only receiving a glare in return because he's been holding in this rage the whole weekend.

"It's a little to late for apologies, after you spent a whole weekend breaking my rules."

Rosso groggily woke up after passing out from the beating she took a few hours ago, looking around the room to see what time it was only to see that it was pitch black outside and that she was alone from where she laid on the floor, which caused her to sigh in relief.

She was a little hurt that he wasn't here with her, but more relieved that she didn't possibly have to face round two of his anger, unless he comes back to the room drunk from getting alcohol from somewhere.

Only thing she was now regretting was having to move knowing that she would be sore and could possibly have some broken bones.

Broken bones that she would also have to somehow hide on the plane and from everyone.

Injuries that she's have to fix herself and couldn't get medically cared for because they'll ask questions and call her family, and that would just set her boyfriend off more than he already was.

But she also wanted to hide in case he did come back drunk and wasn't cooked down, not wanting to face another server punishment from him, and after trying to move to get up, she soon gave up on moving to the bed or the bathroom, and was slowly starting to pass back out on the floor ignoring the throbbing in her head and sharp pain everywhere else.

A/N

Back with another update, I'm surprisingly pleased with how much I'm trying to update this story and how easily it coming along.

It was just supposed to be a project that I started that was going to be worked on whenever.

But I hope your enjoying the story so far.

Also I still hate Dakota, but he's
Important for the story.

Don't worry he shouldn't hang around to much longer though.

Don't be afraid to comment or vote.

Also please check out my other stories.

Thank you!~ Jackie