once we arrived at the track, ollie took me straight to jules and told him i was feeling the best, and then went to haas. i guess he thought i would keep it to myself so i wouldn't be told not to race. but the team needs these points, i need these points.
"right, well i'll get the doctor to come assess you. but you look like shit." jules says.
"thanks." i say, giving him a very clearly fake smile.
"from what ollie says, sounds like you have food poisoning. so you do know you don't have to race right?"
"i know, but i have too jules. we need the points- and don't lie and say we don't."
"it's true, we do. but i will always put you above points for the team, you know that."
"i think i must have a spa curse or something." i say, trying to make a joke out of the situation.
"you really do. stalled in f3, both times, died last year, and now you have food poisoning. what on earth did you do, say you hated belgian chocolate?"
"i love chocolate." i argue back.
"i know." he replies, laughing.
i feel the urge to throw up, so quickly excuse myself and head straight to the bathroom in my drivers room, only just making the toilet before throwing up twice. how i was still throwing up is shocking, i haven't even eaten anything.
"angel? you good in there?" jules asks, slowly walking into my drivers room as i stand up.
"yeah." i reply weakly.
"so not okay, anyway. the doctor is here." he says.
the doctor assesses me for half an hour, before deciding i could race if i wanted too, although it was advised i don't race. jules left to tell mike, the team principal, whilst i got a text message form kimi to meet him outside.
(italian)
"oh my god, ollie said it was bad. you look like paper." he says, once he sees me
"thanks a lot." i say.
"have you tried eating anything?"
"not yet, the doctor says i have food poisoning so i should stick to plain foods."
"that's unlucky before our birthday. are you not racing then?
"of course im still racing!"
"whilst throwing up half the time?"
"ill be fine, hopefully the sick will stop by them."
"that's optimistic."
"ill be fine. if i feel i can't carry on at any point, im sure they will let me retire the car."
"are you sure you will let yourself retire the car?" kimi says, and i stay silent. we both knew the answer to that question.
"lina, i don't think you should race." he says honestly.
"i know it's probably not the best idea, but i know i can do it."
"why? what are you proving by racing?"
"that i'm not scared! that im past what happened a year ago."
"lina, you died a year ago! no-one expects you to be over that! i'm not over that, ollie isn't over that! no-one, is over that. i could never, okay. i lost you." kimi says, deep down i knew he was right. but i didn't want to accept it, so i just went back into aston martin without another word.
quite frankly, i didn't have the energy to argue with my brother. so i left the conversation. i headed to my driver room to change, before going into the garage to talk with the mechanics and engineers.
a few hours later...
the race was starting soon, in 10 minutes exactly. everyone in the paddock and across the track had heard about my sickness, somehow word got out about the doctor and was then spread around. and still, i was being told i didn't need to race.
except jules. he knew what it meant to me, he understood. he was the one who spoke to me just before the crash, and he knows me well.
"angel, don't forget if you need to stop at any point you can." he says, walking over to me just before i put the helmet on.
"thank you jules, but i think im feeling a little better." i lie.
"you don't need to lie to me, i know you were sick again after you tried eating."
"multiple times." i add.
"exactly. your stronger than people think." he says, patting me on the back.
"well, thank you." i say, smiling at my engineer.
"good luck." he says, before heading to the pit wall.
i put the helmet on, and my racing gloves before climbing into the cockpit, connecting the steering wheel once i was in.
and not too long after, the grid cleared, my mind cleared, my stomach growled, and the lights signalled for the formation lap to begin.
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