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↳ 08. 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴

[ okay this was a hard chapter to write. ⚠️content warning: abuse - physical, emotional and mental. bruises, blood and disassociation. ⚠️ please do not read this chapter if any of these are triggering to you. also please be patient with aelina, toxic relationships are hard to heal from and nine times out of ten most go unreported because the abused usually believes they are at fault for what happened to them. this chapter is heavy in angst and its dark but dont worry this is all important for whats to come. thank you for all the love you give me and support on my work. i love you all. chapter not edited x vi ]

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With the Saudi Arabian race done, the Porsche drivers were to return to the factory for the week before their next race which was in Melbourne. Aelina had flown back with Grey; he wasn't in the best of moods, but he seemed to be in good spirits about the fact that Aelina was going home to London. Aelina, Grey, and Willow shared an apartment but with Willow being in Italy for her upcoming race week Aelina knew she would be alone with Grey. Maybe this is what they needed for him to go back to being his loving self. Though she would be meeting with Liam and Logan a few times with both of them also being in London.

Aelina was excited for her next race; she couldn't wait to test out the car in Australia a track she had never been to. Which is why the drivers were going to be doing several sim tests back at the factory in Redhill. As she sat on her flight back going over the details of the race Grey beside her tapped her arm trying to get her attention.

"Yeah?" she said, pushing her headphone out of her right ear to better hear him but barely looking up from the screen.

"Would you go on a date with me sometime this week? I feel like we haven't done that in so long and I'd like to take my lady out." Grey smiled, his thumb rubbing circles on her arm.

Aelina looked up at him, a soft smile making its way onto her lips, this is what she missed. The way they were back before she joined formula one. "I'd love too Grey, that so sweet of you."

"You know I'd do anything for you yeah?"

"Of course, I know you would."

"Good," he leaned in to kiss her, but Aelina pulled back. She wasn't very fond of PDA, and they were on a plane. Sure, they had the privacy of business class, but it still wasn't like flying private. Something she would have done if she traveled with Porsche or with her brother. She saw the irritation on Grey's face as his jaw clenched. "I hate that you've confined us to this."

"I'm sorry, I really don't want people to judge, with me being—"

"I know. Just let's drop it."

Aelina watched as Grey pulled his headphones out and turned his attention to his screen drowning out anything Aelina could have said. She let out a sign and went back to studying the race. Was she asking too much by insisting that they keep their relationship private for just a few months? It's not like she was hiding him, or was she?