Deals with Daisy // LN4

38 ~ New York

Lando's POV

I watch Daisy with blurry eyes as she walks out of the front door of her flat, leaving me to entertain myself for the day... but it was just the day. She'd already promised me that for the rest of the trip she was going to leave working to a minimum but that meant that she had to do an early day today and Jesus was it an early day. She seemed a little skittish as she left but that wasn't overly bizarre, I'd be out of odds if I was up as early as she was and I was and that's saying something because I didn't sleep that much as it was. Actually that's not true - I slept more soundly with someone else in the room and recently that had been Daisy on the other side of a pillow wall.

That had been happening more since Monaco. That and her skittish-ness. Since we spoke in Monaco and then after Barcelona it happened again. Now with Canada coming up I was half expecting some other big revelation although I would prefer for her to be mentally stable and no more soul searching to occur between us.

Apart from the mental breakdown Barcelona had been fun. Actually even her mental breakdown wasn't bad. I just sent an apology to Carlos after I'd carried her over to her bed, relieved that she was only dressed in an oversized t-shirt already so I didn't need to go through any of the complexities of trying to change her while not looking. She slept for a long time whereas I just rewatched the race before falling asleep on the other side of the pillow wall I knew she would want me to make.

When she woke up the next day I was already up and dressed. I'd ordered and charged my breakfast to her room and was working through some of the Nike documents as she'd continued to sleep. Really I was annoyed with myself. I don't know how I didn't see this coming but she'd been so energetic - even more than usual despite her going out with Mason on Saturday night. I knew she was running on little sleep but I didn't realise how little until I opened her phone - don't judge me - and checked her health app to see that the sneaky little health ring she wore said she'd had about three hours of sleep over the entire weekend. One hour of which was while I was napping and I'd stolen and hidden her phone.

I should have seen the signs.

What I was relieved about was the fact that she spoke to me properly the next morning. Like truly and in-depth about how she had started using in the first instance and the self medicating her ADHD as well as giving her enough energy to keep going for days on end. At first I thought that meant she'd been using that weekend without me realising but she swore to me she hadn't and even offered to take a test to prove it. I didn't want to push her or humiliate her though and so I firmly told her no. I trusted her. I was forcing myself to trust her.

I had no reason not to.

Right?

Still with an entire day by myself before Martin was due to get here to go sightseeing with us (he met Daisy while we were talking about our plans and instantly invited himself on our adventures - intrigued by some of her proposed ideas) in exchange for all-access passes to his Brooklyn show on Wednesday night. Daisy said yes so fast I had thought she might be possessed as I just shrugged, thanked him and agreed given how giddy she was and it sounded like a fun enough way to spend a night before travelling to Canada on Thursday morning. He wasn't able to get to New York until tonight though, which was why Daisy had said she would work today to help make way for more fun activities.

So here I was, alone in her flat for the first time without supervision really. She'd banished me from her room after the argument the last time I was here but now it was just me. Naturally I did a little bit of snooping but it wasn't decorated much so there wasn't loads to snoop on. There were a few big fancy, artsy paintings but there weren't many small details. She had a few textbooks and stuff on a shelf as well as some general self help books which I thought was interesting. A couple of photos of her and her mum, one of her dad and some with Lucy - although given the frame they were in (bright pink) my guess was they were bought and placed by Lucy and not Daisy.