Rivalry of the Century ~ Ayrton Senna Love Story

The In-between and the Good-bye

January 1985

Third Person POV

Things changed drastically since the end of the 1984 season, Senna went to Lotus and was commencing testing. He had constant questions targeted towards him about the previous season, why he suddenly moved to Lotus, and what he was going to be trying to do next season. Out of all the questions that everyone asked there was one topic everyone wanted to ask about, one topic that no one dared to ask about, one word, a name... Isabella.

Isabelle's career had skyrocketed. After her brief time with Toleman, large companies wanted her to be their brand ambassadors and she was getting booked for photo shoots everywhere. It was so busy that she quit her part time job as a waitress, there just wasn't enough time. She was the front model for L'Officiel Italia, something that wasn't done easily at her age. Everywhere she went people knew her as for her family, well they regretted everything they had done to her. Everything was going perfect for her, the world lay below her feet, of course perfect never lasts.

January 25, 1985 Paris

Isabelle's POV 

I had just gotten home from getting the groceries for me and my Aunty, she hasn't been feeling well the past couple weeks so I'm going to make her favourite comfort meal. As I walk in, there was pure silence which confused me. Normally Aunty had music playing and was bustling around, even when she was sick. 

"I'm home!" There was no answer so I call out again,

"Aunty? Where are you?" Still nothing, now I'm getting panicked.

I set the grocery bags on the kitchen counter, the keys into the small basket that holds other small objects, and my coat on a hanger. As I walk around I still can't find her, until I turn the corner to the living room... and all I see is my Aunty lying on the floor a broken vase. With my favourite flowers scattered around the shattered glass, the same flowers she got me for every holiday, even my birthday, daisies. It all goes in a blur as I run to her, ignoring the pain in my hands and legs as glass shards go everywhere. I roll her over and check for any sign of life, crying I find her pulse and immediately call for help. The ambulance comes and check my Aunty's vitals, putting her in and heading straight to the hospital. A police man stays behind me and asks if I have any other family that needs to be notified, but I'm in so much shock I can't think straight. Instead the man takes my arm and leads me to his car where we follow the ambulance to the hospital. I walk through the doors and am greeted with the stench of death, feeling cold and alone. There I sit in the waiting area, 1 hour turned into 2 hours which turned into 6 hours, which turned into 10. 

January 26 1985

After waiting for 20 hours the doctor finally came to get me and delivered news that broke my soul in two,

"Your aunt is stable, but she has lesions in her brain, normally the tests we find are minimal... however we found a very aggressive cancer that was already in her kidney, stomach, and lungs which had made its way into her brain. I'm so sorry, but she won't live more than 2 days, we'll keep her as comfortable as possible."

"Is she in pain?" I say with a shaking voice, trying hard to not cry.

"We don't know the extent of her pain, we've kept her on morphine and she's currently unresponsive. You can go see her now."

I walk slowly to the room, only to see my Aunt hooked up to machines, eyes shut. Tears are falling down my face as I sit down in the chair next to her, I lean over to grab her hand, holding it tightly as if it was my lifeline. I couldn't help it anymore and begin to sob, my head dropping down, never letting her hand go. 

"Please Aunty, please wake up I need you. I can't do this alone." I let out my heart in small whispers, just begging her to open her eyes, begging her to stay.