DNF - A Formula 1 Story (Lando Norris)

Chapter 32

"There's nothing you could do or say, I can't escape the way I love you." - Billie Eilish

Bianca

I think I need therapy. Actually...scratch that, I know I need therapy. That's painfully obvious to me now. It's like I seek out ways to sabotage myself. When Sophie sent me the recordings I wasn't surprised. I knew they were coming, what I wasn't expecting was the nasty words from her that followed that made me so angry that I convinced myself I needed to hear the recordings. She manipulated me into feeling like I had to listen. And once I listened to one, I had to listen to them all. I felt disgusting for listening but I couldn't help it. I needed to know how he was with her. I needed to know if it was the same as how he is with me.

It wasn't. When he was with her, it was a version of him that I've never experienced before. He barely said a word, and if he did it wasn't like how he talks when with me. It was mainly Sophie trying to sound like a porn star and constantly moaning his name for seemingly no reason except to hear herself moan.

The specific recording that she antagonized me about, allegedly the night they met after he spent the week with me in Glamis was shocking. She claimed that their night had lasted for hours because I didn't do a "good enough job at satisfying him" and then she claimed to have taken good care of him. I was expecting the recording to break my heart but truthfully I was unimpressed because it sounded boring as hell.

Maybe that should have made me happy, but really it just made me confused and pissed off. I couldn't understand why Lando kept going back to her when it sounded like the most boring sex in the world. I couldn't help but wonder if that is what he likes or wants? He always seems so satisfied when with me, but I've definitely been questioning myself. I had gotten so deep into my thoughts and had worked myself up so much that I chose to ignore Lando's call and texts and call James instead.

We decided to go out on the town to try to get my mind off of Lando and Sophie but in the end I couldn't and I finally confessed everything to James about what has been going on. He convinced me to let him hear the recordings too and I know I probably shouldn't have but I let him listen. He was just as confused as I was about why Lando kept going back to Sophie.

"Please don't tell me that's how he is with you." James had said with worry.

"God no. Our sex life is like the complete opposite of whatever that is. That's why I'm so confused! Do you think that's what he likes?" I asked him and he laughed.

"When you're together how often do you guys fuck?" He asked me.

"Every day, sometimes more than once or twice a day." I confessed and he smirks.

"Then no. That's not the type of sex he likes." He told me and I stared at him with confusion, because how would he know? James laughs at my reaction and continues.

"Did you forget I've had sex with you darling? I know how good it is with you, how much fun you are. There's no way he would choose whatever that was with her over what he has with you." I frowned at his response.

"Then why did he continue to meet her?" I asked and James frowned and shook his head.

"I'm assuming it had something to do with his ego and didn't you say she's really manipulative?" He asked and I nodded. Then I showed him the texts she had been sending me ever since she sent me the recordings, and there are a lot. She's practically harassing me with how many she's been sending and I have debated on blocking her but for some reason I'm hesitant to for some reason. I think it's because I feel like if I block her then she won and I don't want her to have that authority over me.