Black Widow - Part 2

15.

Needless to say, we had to tell Jon everything. He heard most of our conversation anyways so he was suspecting it already.

He took it surprisingly well and he agreed to train me, whenever he could. Which would be more than once a week.

So while Lando would have neck training, or cardio, I would work on my muscles, everywhere.

My arms, legs, stomach.

I was excited for it because Lando was right. I couldn't fight without my knives. Not yet at least.

Lando told me what happened that night. Someone drugged me, someone in that hotel bar put something in my drink.

So the cat was there. Right there. Hunting me, hunting his little mouse.

He was getting close. Too damn close.

I decided to trust Lando, just a little. If he wanted to kill me then he already had a lot of chances to do that.

If it wasn't for him, I would be locked up by now.

Or killed. Because the person that spiked my drink that night, definitely wanted to do more than that.

If Lando didn't show up and took me back to his room, then I would be...

I don't wanna think about that.

"So you have no idea who called the cops on me?" I looked at Lando as we both scanned our paddock passes.

"No Bon, Shirley texted me and that's all I know" he walked in behind me. "Is someone after you?"

"Someone is killing people as the Black Widow, leaving notes for me" I whispered. "Threatening notes"

"Like what?"

"Like that I should run and that he's getting closer" I explained.

"He? So it's a guy?"

"No" I shook my head. "I actually don't know"

I looked at the Red Bull hospitality, Max was leaning against a table outside and nodded at me with a smile.

"Do you.." Lando looked at Max as well. "Do you need to go to Max?"

"No" I smiled. "I am all yours"

His face lit up, his lips turned to a smile. "All mine?"

"Well yeah" I cleared my throat. "Work related and stuff you know"

"Uh yeah sure" he nodded and we walked in the Mclaren hospitality together.

And there she was again, that girl from the plane. What was her name again? I couldn't remember.

"Oh hi Alara" Lando smiled at her, kissing her cheek.

Alara, exactly that was her name.

She looked at him, exactly like she looked at him on Max's plane. I tilted my head as I watched their interaction.

He asked how she was doing, she smiled the entire time trying to keep the conversation alive.

She looked at him with stars in her eyes, she wanted him, that was obvious.

But it wasn't only that, she looked at him with familiarity. She wasn't just his friend.

She was his ex.

And I guess I was his ex too. Or was I his fake ex? Whatever.

Just two of his exes standing in the same hospitality, how cosy.

"I am sure you remember Bonnie" Lando said as he put his hand on my back, pulling me a little closer.

"Right, Bonnie" Alara smiled. "You're Max's girlfriend, right?"

"No, I'm his friend" I mimicked Lando. "Just a friend who needed a flight home, just like you, no?"

She raised her eyebrow, her smile dropped. "Yeah whatever you say"

"Anyways, you should get ready Lando" I said as I looked at him. "You almost have to jump in the car"

"Yeah you're right" he nodded and ignored Alara as he walked up to his driver's room.

"Listen you fool" Alara said as she grabbed me by my arm. "Stay away from Lando, okay? He's mine"

"First of all, get your little filthy hands off me" I said as I looked at her hand on my arm and she immediately did just that.

"Second, don't ever tell me what to do" I leaned closer to her. "If I want to kiss him then I'll do just that, you got that?"

She snorted. "As if he would ever want to kiss you"

I clenched my teeth against each other. Right now would be a good time to put a knife in her throat.

Just a quick little stab, letting her bleed out all over the floor.

"Let's go Bonnie" Jon said with a smile on his face. "We have to go to the garage"

"Right" I nodded, not giving Alara another look.

"Don't be jealous, they ended a long time ago" Jon said as we walked to the garage together.

"I am not jealous" I chuckled. "She was just being annoying"

"Sure" he said, this time, he was chuckling.

I wasn't fucking jealous.