Ich Liebe Dich, Lena ~ pt 2

☆ Seven ☆

We fucked so hard after that. Like incredibly hard. It actually felt so cool to have a bi boyfriend. We could finally simp over more men together besides Ryan Reynolds. Ryan's like every straight guy's man crush so he was an exception. The Aussie GP was decent. Lando got podium. Wasn't the best race in the world to be honest but at least there wasn't a clusterfuck like 2023 where there were like 10 red flags. We had the spring break which was nice. well... kinda. I was throwing up like crazy for days on end and I genuinely couldn't figure out why. That's until I realised. I could be pregnant again. I swear to god it was all the raw sex we were having. It didn't make sense to use protection considering the fact that the last baby ended up dying anyways. I was told I would have a normal chance of getting pregnant but a 20% chance of keeping it so we couldn't be arsed to use protection. Lando got me a test and I took it. Pregnant. Great. Another miscarriage to get through. I came out of the bathroom and looked at him.

"Well? How did it go?" He asked.

"I'm pregnant. but don't get all excited because we know what happened last time and you know that I'm not likely to be able to keep this pregnancy going the whole way through" I said. I had to remind him again.

"I know, baby. But we'll get through it together. And who knows? Maybe this one will be our miracle" he said.

"I doubt that" I said before hearing a knock on the door. We weren't expecting anyone... I opened the door and saw the police. Fuck. I didn't even remember doing anything. I was so confused. "What did I do now?" I said. Probably wasn't my best way to go about it. I got handcuffed literally within a second.

"you're under arrest for being the prime suspect in Frank Müller's death" the police officer said. I was what??? I think I was more excited about the idea that my dad was dead. But not really because I was the one being arrested for his death. He was meant to be in prison? I literally didn't know what was happening. They probably made the link because he had my shaved hair everywhere in his little house. They probably got my DNA off it. My whole life froze for ages. I was completely zoned out until I was in the car and then Lando was sat next to me. I was so confused. Turns out he threatened the officer and was gonna be put in a cell for the night. At least I had him with me... not the most positive date though. I was expecting our next date to be Disneyland or something. Not the fucking slammer.

When we got there we got put in these horrible orange jumpsuits that made me wanna throw up. They took my fucking weave as well. My hair was literally looking like Season 2 Eleven from Stranger Things. It was in the awkward stage of growing it out. Lando looked horrendous in orange. Now you might say 'Lando wears orange for McLaren' no he doesn't. That's papaya. Big difference if you know about colour theory. We were just cuddled up in the middle of the prison. Some people recognised Lando which was the worst part.

"Ich liebe dich, Lan" I said.

"Ich liebe dich, Lena" he replied back before softly kissing me before hearing a guard shout at us.

"No kissing!!! And speak either English or French!!!" He yelled. I forgot this was basically France. I had enough of this cop treating me like shit so I walked up to him. Definitely not my best move.

"Shut the fuck up you fat cunt" I said. I definitely did not think that through because the next thing I knew was being on the ground because I had just been hit with a taser. I heard Lando shouting my name before then yelling at the officer. Stupid fucking move Lan. He ended up on the ground next to me after being hit with the taser too. Surely they weren't allowed to use tasers like that? I couldn't move. Lando was a lot stronger than me so he recovered from it but then he looked down at my crotch. Blood everywhere. I lost the baby. Again...