Chapter 12- Note

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Eliana:
Ive had a great week off. I forgot how nice it is to relax, not having the constant strain in my brain from looking at Oscar or our weird interactions. Don't get me wrong, Lando also gives me brain aneurysms, but not to the extent that Oscar does. The rest of this season is going to be so super, i hope i don't end up killing him (or vice versa). After Saudi, i went back to London (Liv was waiting for me at the airport with my name in big letters like a dickhead) and I did some admin work and had a few meetings at the MTC for a few days. I managed to catch up with Lando when he was at the MTC a few days ago, going over the things from Saudi that we had to postpone. But then Liv surprised me with a girls trip to Barbados. Im not going to lie, i was so fucking excited. Livs dad knows some people in Speightstown, so he treated us to a holiday (after Liv apparently begged him to go). So now we're lying on the beaches of barbados, all thoughts of men cast away on a distant boat.

"Look... i know we weren't going to bring it up" Liv says, dragging out the 'o' whilst turning on her side to face me.

I just place my book on my face and groan. Ive just jinxed myself.

"WHAT?!? I haven't even said anything yet?" she says in a serious tone.

"No but i know what you're thinking" i muffle from under the book. Maybe if i keep my eyes shut and focus on the sand between my toes she will let it go.

"No you dont." oh great, shes not letting it go.

I take the book off my face, placing it face down on my towel, "Yes. You do. And i said i dont want to talk about it." i stare at her.

"Ughhh but ive been so good all week!! Pleaseeee" she gives me puppy eyes, but i just stare at her, unwavering. It's true, she hasn't bought up anything from work apart from Scarlet, and im proud of her because usually she cannot keep her gob shut.

"Please? I havent had a gossip girlie sesh in so long, im deprived." she whispers this time, giving me a childlike smile.

"Oh for fuck sake, fine." i lay my head back down on the floor. This is going to hurt.


"So what im hearing is that you crave this man, so much, that you hate yourself for it. Such a masochist, Eli." she says, lightly shaking her head, a small lift to her lips.

"Oh fuck off with your fake therapist stuff. You know i dont like him." i give her the middle finger, head still on the floor.

"Yeah yeah. He just gave you a blanket and didnt want you to get cold for no reason."

I lift my head up, turning to the side and placing my arm under it so that i can look at Liv in the eye, "It wasnt even him. Why would he be in Lando's driver room. It doesnt make sense. And plus, he doesnt care for me. I definitely wouldnt do the same for him." even as the words come out of my mouth I start to doubt them.
Both Cody and Scarlet said it wasnt them, and lando already fessed up that he didnt do it, and i dont really know anyone else that well for them to do that. I just dont want to think about why he would do it, if it was indeed Oscar. Ive tried to steer my brain away from thinking about it for too long, because i knew that the trip would be ruined if i kept dwelling on him. Fear of him consuming my every waking moment is becoming a reality, and i dont know what to do about it.

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Liv, unsurprisingly, wanted to go out partying but to her complete and utter shock, i agreed instantly and told her where we should go. I need all thoughts of him gone, just for one night. So im currently placing a light layer of makeup on, just enough to smooth my face but i know its gonna be too hot and will melt off my face if i wear anymore. Ive got my hair tied up in a messy bun, a few strands framing my face, but im sure it will all fall down by the end of the night. Im wearing a coral coloured mesh dress that comes to my mid thigh and ties around my neck, i dont want anything that is going to make me too hot else ill start stripping (maybe the locals like that) and ive paired it with strappy black sandals with a slight heel. I look nice, and for once im actually excited to go out.

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