Amelia Lémieux
"Trodde du virkelig at du kunne forlate oss?"
“Did you really think you could leave us?"
"In english, you fucking Moron."
To my suprise Aaron, who just offered me a drink, had no drink in his hand.
"You're inferior. You're pathetic. You can't deny your blood. You can't just leave."
My blood! Fuck my blood.
"We don't even have the same blood. But take it, it only belongs to you from now on."
"You know why I get along with your family so well, because they're winners, like I am, like you should be."
"So everthing you did to me was to make me a winner? You did it for the fun, not? My pain was your favourite entertainment!"
It makes no sense. All I've been through, including my accident, was to make me a winner? Yeah, right.
He starts holding my wrists really tight, and so he pulls me out of the crowd where I had just lost the girls.
"Let me go!"
I keep looking around me, looking for someone I know, but I can't find one.
"I'll kill you, Aaron, if you don't let me go!"
I clearly made the wrong choice with my shoes.
No matter what I do, I can't escape his grip.
"Aaron! Leave me alone. Why do you want me to be a winner? You are practically from another world."
"Look, your family has a plan and that plan is great, so I am helping."
"Am I a sacrifice, or what?"
"Nah, I don't believe in that shit, neither does your family."
Somehow I managed to step so hard on Aaron's foot with my high heels that he let go of my wrist in pain.
I feel like my wrist is going to fall off my arm. There was no blood coming through.
Looking around in panic, I see that we are on the road right in front of the club.
"You bitch!"
I am not sure what to do, run back into the club, risking to run into Ander before I can get to my friends.
My head starts to hurt, and it feels like a thousand knives are stabbing me, starting at the back of my head and going down my spine, even though I didn't drink anything.
I take as many steps back from the road as I can. A car accident is the last thing I need today.
For some reasons I can't figure out what to do.
"I want you dead, Aaron, so leave."
Aaron holds his foot up in pain, but seems like my voice activated his bitch mode again.
"Fuck, yeah, I will."
His foot is back on the ground, like nothing happened. He walks to me, but the pain in my head is causing so much dizziness in my body that I am relying on my instincts.
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My Wonder//-Charles Leclerc
Fanfiction》Ever heard of a woman drive in F1?《 》A woman can't drive.《 What if Audi joined Formula 1? And their driver would be a female? Amelia Lémieux is a lawyer with a different dream. She always wanted to be a racer in Formula 1. She wants to be world...
