Can we go through this?

#2

Pov. Lando

I lay all day long. I occasionally fell asleep or stared straight ahead at the wall. The room remained dark, I didn't want to see any light. I have a bad headache and my stomach hurts. I took two painkillers and I pressed a pillow close to my stomach. I didn't know what time it was, I didn't want to know. The day passed like a blur, just like the day after.

The bell rang on Tuesday. I sigh and pull the covers over me. The bell rang several times, but I decided to ignore it all. I don't feel like interacting with people. I want to stay in my bed, I want to lie here until Max and Charles come back. I want to wake up from this nightmare. If only it were a nightmare. Just a stupid dream where Max and Charles are fighting, but it's not a nightmare. It's the hard truth and I hate it.

"Lando?" I look up and I frown. Jon? What is he doing here? "Lando?" he asks again and knocks on the door. I stay under the covers. I should have never given him a key for my house.

I hear the door open and he walks in. "Lando?" he whispers. I sigh and pull the covers off my face. "What are you doing here Jon?" "We'll fly to Austria later. What are you still doing in bed?" "Oh... I uhm... I forget." I mumble and turn away from him. "You should go to bed earlier Lan. Come on, get out of bed. Have you had breakfast yet?" he asks. "No." I say. "I'll make you breakfast. Are you getting ready? Where's your suitcase?" "I still need to pack." "What?" "I still need to pack, sorry." I say. "I turn the light on Lando." he says, but I don't respond. I press my face into my pillow and I see the light come on. I feel Jon sit on my bed.

"Are you okay Lando?" he asks. "Yes." I say as I lift my face off my pillow. It's not going to be staying in bed today. I sigh and sit up straight. I squeeze my eyes shut in the light. It's very bright. "How did you sleep?" "Fine." I lie. "Okay. Would you mind freshening up first and I'll make you breakfast? Then we'll pack your suitcase together." "Shouldn't we go soon?" "No, I came a little earlier. I was told by Mark that he has not been able to reach you for 2 days. The apps are stuck on a check mark and when he calls you, it goes to voicemail." "My phone is off." "Because?" I look at Jon. "Because I didn't want to talk to anyone." I say and Jon looks at me worriedly. "What happened Lan?" "Nothing. I wanted to let everything sink in. It's a tough season." " it is. Are you all right?" "Yeah, I'm feeling better. Don't worry Jon. Sometimes you just need a day." I lie. "Yes, that's true. But still, you took more days." "It will be okay." I say. "Okay. But if it doesn't, come to me, okay?" "Yes, I'II be fine." I say and I put on a smile. "Good. Then I'll make breakfast for you." "I'm going to take a shower." I say and he nods. He gets up and leaves the room. I sigh and lie down again. The last thing I wanted to do right now is getting ready to go on a plane for a race weekend. But I have to.

I open the covers and get out of bed. I open the curtains and I open my window. It must stink after two days of rotting in bed here. I walk to my wardrobe and grab a pair of underpants. My gaze falls on the piles of clothes belonging to Max and Charles. I bite my lip. I take a pair of sweatpants from Max and a sweater from Charles. I go to the bathroom and undress and turn on the shower.

After the shower I change and walk to the living room. Jon has opened all the windows and I walk to the kitchen. "Hey." he says and I just smile. He was frying eggs and my stomach is turning around just at the smell. I had barely eaten anything the last two days. I ate half a cracker yesterday afternoon, I couldn't eat more in the last 2 days. But now I have to eat. When Jon sees that I'm not eating, he becomes even more concerned. I grab two plates and a moment later we are sitting at the table together. Jon shared a few stories about home and we got into conversation.

Later I packed my suitcase and then we went on our way to the airport. In the car I restarted my phone. I enter my PIN codes and I watch the messages come in. I saw Mark's 5 missed calls, Mark's messages and many more came in. I open my WhatsApp and I look at all the names.