Falling for all the wrong reasons.

Past to present

My life growing up may of been a life of luxury but that luxury didn't come with love.

Mum was a self made millionaire who was the worlds most know model, so what ever I asked for I got, mum was my ride or die and she would always be there for me but I couldn't say the same for dad.

He was more of a "stay at home dad" or what ever you call it. He would sit on the coach drinking his aśś off why mum would be all over the country making our only source of income, but I wasn't complaining even with only one income we still made more then most people.

Dad started getting into a drinking habit and would always pass out on the couch. There was even times were I wouldn't go to bed just waiting for him to come home and with mum on the other half on the planet I was left alone. Dad didn't even bother to get me a nanny so I matured quickly, almost too quickly.

At the age of 12 I was already cooking dinner for not just myself but for dad as well, only if he was home.

Dad had an accident when I was about 14 and he wasn't the same since. He became an overprotective prick and wouldn't let mum leave the house so her salary started going down and so did the price of my presents. We still had some money saved up but that started going down very quickly and me and mum had no idea why, that was until we found out dad had started gambling it away. When we confronted him about it he got defensive and punched me and mum round the face leaving me with a black eye for weeks.

Me having a black eye was a regular thing. Dads drinking got to his head and he couldn't think straight, he would hit me and mum constantly treating us as if we were his own property. Mum had enough and attempted to get a divorce but dad wouldn't let her and threaten her causing her to just be scared.

After mum realised there was no way out of it she ended up killing herself. She had wrote me a note saying how it was her only way out of it and how I could make her proud but how could I if I had this monster tracking my every move.

At first I was heart broken but I soon felt betrayed, the fact mum left me alone to defend for myself. I couldn't handle it and tried suicide as well but I wasn't so successful. I had many attempts and I just landed myself in the hospital who sent me to therapy. Dad was reluctant at first but the hospital said it was a must and he was left with no choice.

I couldn't bring myself to tell them about dad, he may of been a prick but if he was gone I would be left with some stranger who might of been worse. Thinking about it now that would've of been such a bad y idea but still I loved dad even if he didn't love me.

I started karting when I was 14 so everyone though I wouldn't make it to formula 1 because I joined at such an old age but sucks for them because after I made it to formula 2 everyone knew I would get to the top.

I had started winning most my races and I had even set a few records, I would obviously get the occasional "woman shouldn't be in a man dominate sport" or "I should quit while I can" but I just brushed them off. The odd one or two hurt but I soon started to realise they were jealous of my success and brushed it off.

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*Thursday ~ practice*

"That's p2 liv, p2" My engineer ruby's voice came over the radio.

"LETS GOOO" I said screaming my head off, I mean for a prema it wasn't much of a surprise.

I drove the car round for my cool down lap and made my way into the pits. As I got out the car I was met by Leo, my manager and best friend. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into my private room.

I pulled off my helmet and looked at him. "Leo? Mate you alright" I said laughing. Leo just gave me as sad look.

"Liv I'm sorry....." he froze then his eyes lit up and he started jumping up and down. "McLaren want to sign you" now we were both jumping up and down. I had been in formula 2 for about two years now and I had finally made it to the top.

"Serious, OH MY GOD" I jumped into his arms and hugged him almost strangling him. "WHEN" I said shouting, I'm surprised the whole grid didn't hear us.

"They ideally want you to sign as soon as possible and after speaking to René he said he's able to put in a new signing so you can be on your way."

I just hugged his with tears in my eyes, I swear if mum saw me now she would be sobbing.

"Well McLaren then?" Ollie said leaning against the door frame. I broke away from Leo and threw myself at him.

Me and Ollie had always been extremely close, we would always run away from team meeting just go do some stupid sh!t. He was the team mate anyone could ever ask for really. But it hurt knowing I would say goodbye to him.

"Liv, it's alright when you fail there'll always be a seat for you" he said laughing. We always had this weird banter really.

"Might take yours" I said laughing along with him.

Honestly I loved Ollie, sometimes I saw him in ways I shouldn't but I couldn't help myself he was funny, good looking and he was always there for me, there was no box he didn't tick really.

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Right first book so anything to say I don't give one, any spelling mistakes again I don't give one.

English is my first language I'm just shocking at it. 🤭🤭