The story of my live

Chapter 8

Gun warning!
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Sunday night
Germany/Nürburg

Elina

Everything around me was dark. Traffic noises were filling my ears. My hands were cuffed behind my back and I was laying in the boot of a car. Too much has happened the last 10 minutes. After I left the paddock my father stopped me and tried to convince me to come back home. I didn't want to go home. He had done too much shit. We started arguing until he punched me and I lost my sight.

My head hurt. Just like my stomach. I couldn't remember when I last ate something.
My phone was laying down next to me. Every time I got a message a small light let me feel I'm still alive. I felt exhausted. Tired. Scared. I couldn't see who wrote me chats but I was grateful to him.

I felt how the car stopped and short after the boot was opened. A bright light from the sun blinded me. I saw the shadow of my father looking down at me. "Steh auf! (Get up!" He said strict. I didn't move and just looked at him. I needed to be brave. I needed to fight. "Steh auf, jetzt! (Get up, now)" he shouted and held a gun at me. I was shocked and slowly stand up from the car. I was standing on a field of grass. Nothing was around us but nature. I was alone with my father. "Knie dich hin! (Kneel down!)" he told me. I felt my body shaking. I was scared. What would happen next? Was this the end?
He held the gun on my arm and with his other hand he put an old dirty piece of clothing in my mouth. The taste of oil and gas filled my tongue. "Das Leben ist hart (Life is hard)" my father suddenly started talking. "Allerdings ist es noch härter, wenn man sich diese Jahre alle hätte sparen können (But it's even worse if you never needed to go through all this shit.)" What the hell was he talking about? "Kurz gesagt, dein Leben ist eine Lüge. (Shortly said your life is a lie.)" What? I got confused. "Dein Vorname ist das einzige über dich, was wahr ist. (Your first name is probably the only true thing about you.)" I didn't really realise what he was saying by that time. "Ich bin nicht Vater, Elina. Noch war deine Mutter deine Mutter. Oder deine Schwester deine Schwester. (I'm not your father, Elina. Nor was your mother ever your mother. Or your sister ever your sister.)" Small goosebumps flew over my body. What did he just say? I wanted to turn around to him but right then I heard a gunshot and a stabbing pain shot through my arm. I wanted to scream but the noise was absorbed by the clothing in my mouth. Tears started to leave my eyes. My breath fastened and the fear took control over me. I continued screaming the hell out of my lungs. Even though nobody could hear me.

After a while and slowly calmed down. My breath lowered and the tears faded. I looked around noticing I was alone. My father had left. I was lost. My arm hurt bad and I could barely concentrate.
I tried rubbing my mouth over my shoulders until the clothing finally fell off. I stood up and looked around. Nothing was around me. It was dark and I could barely see anything. All I has was the light of the full moon. I saw some fields of grass and a huge forest about 500 meters away. No houses. No streets. No people.
The tyres of my fathers car left marks on the grass were he drove. Idiot. I followed these marks hoping I would soon find anything helpful. I hadn't got my phone. Neither I could use it with my cuffed hands. I tried ignoring the pain and the blood on my arm. The bullet was probably stuck in the wound.

On my way through nowhere I often cried. I didn't know how much time I spent just walking around, looking for anything or anyone. I almost gave up when I finally saw some houses not too far away. I sighed and got a bit of hope. Behind the houses I saw the sun slowly rising. When my father brought me here it just went dark. I must've walked around for multiple hours.
I walked up a small street of the village. The houses looked quite old but still like they would live people. After a few meters I heard a car reaching me until it stopped. I didn't recognise the driver until he got off. "Elina! I'm so glad you're okay!" Lewis came to me and immediately took off my hand cuffs. He gave me a strong relieving hug. A feeling of peace shot through my body. Although the feeling didn't hold for too long. I started feeling dizzy and my eyes were getting heavy. The world around me started to faint. My head hurt and I closed my eyes. I didn't feel anything anymore.

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When I woke up again I heard some high pitched sounds from machines. The room was white and bright lights were shining onto me. My sight was still blurred. I looked around and noticed a brown haired guy sitting next to the bed I was laying in. Lando noticed me moving and his eyes brightened when he saw me. "Hey" he whispered softly. "What happened?" i asked slowly. My voice was exhausted. "You have lost too much blood and fainted. Luckily Lewis was with you to help you." he explained the short version. "The better question is, what happened to you?" His gaze showed worries. I avoided eye contact and looked down. "He kidnapped me. And than he shot me." I thought back at the moment on the field. His words repeated in my ears. You're life is a lie. Lando knew it wasn't just half of the truth but he didn't asked anything else. Just by then I noticed he was holding my hand the whole time. Small goosebumps ran down my back and I felt a small butterfly in my stomach. How long was he with me?
"You were really lucky Lewis found you by this time. Maybe half an hour later you could've been dead." Lando said then. I just nodded. "What are you doing now?" he asked me "You can't stay in Germany alone. It would be too dangerous." "I think I don't have another choice" I said. He was right. Germany would be too dangerous for me. And I wanted nothing more than leaving as soon as I could. "Then come with us" he suggested. I looked at him grateful "Thank you Lando, but I can't leave everything behind." "Oh, you don't need to. You can visit the country whenever you want." "I don't have a job. I don't earn any money" I doubt. Lando thought about something for a while. "Why don't you become an F1 driver?"

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