Distraction

Chapter 25

OLIVIA.
I reach my hand in the air, waiting for a high-five from Benjamin and Austin. They both give me one. 'Nice goal.' I was yelling like I was their mom, I get way too competitive. They won 2-1. Austin scored one and another boy who I don't know. They had to played against my old club. I didn't played soccer for long, two years I think. Then switched to volleyball, did that for a long while. 'How is school?' They both follow the same education, something with sport. Wasn't expecting anything else. 'Good,' Benjamin says. Austin nodding in agreement. 'Why aren't you in Abu Dhabi?' The last race is tomorrow. I shrug answering Austin. 'We're more special.' I smile and nod at Benjamin's comment. I check my phone, looking at the time. 'I do need to go home, qualifying starts soon.' The boys haven't had a shower yet and they smell a little. They probably should go back to their team. 'Good luck on school. We'll talk soon.' We go separate ways, the boys to the changing room and I to my bike. It's only a 5 minute ride back home. I wanna take a shower before qualifying.

In the corner of my eye I see the car coming closer with a high speed. I can't break or make more speed, nothing will work. Everything happens so fast and before I know it I'm on the ground, with unbearable pain in my whole body. But especially in my arm. 'I'm sorry! O my god! I'm so sorry!' The man says freaked out. I feel a tear slip over my cheek. When I roll on my back I can't feel my legs. The man is on the phone, saying things still in panic. But I don't care about him. I can't feel my legs. I'm paralyzed. I know it. I'm never going to walk again.

DANIEL.
With a frowning face I look at Tom his concerned look. Not because of my car, my car is fine. I didn't crash. When he sees me he shakes his head. What's going on? He's freaking me out. I walk over to him. 'Olivia had an accident.' She had what? What happened. Is she alright? I move my hand stressed through my hair. Fuck. 'My mom called. But Ollie doesn't want you to know.' She doesn't want me to know? Why? I'm glad he told me. 'How is she?' 'She's alright. They are doing some final tests on her. She is conscious, more I don't know.' That's good she's conscious. I feel so angry. 'How did it happen?' I look down at my feet, at my dark blue shoes. 'She was cycling home, the driver didn't saw her.' Ass-whole. My precious baby. I need to speak to her before I get back on the track. It's weird but when I was driving I had this weird feeling. I think Tom already knew it before I last stopped.

'Are you crazy? Not wanting me to know?' I pace through my small room, with Ollie who just picked up. 'I don't want you to worry. You need to work.' I shake my head. 'I don't care about work. How do you feel?' It's good to hear her voice. 'I'm alright. I need to stay a night.' If she came with me, she would've been here with me. Save in hotel or somewhere else. Not in a hospital. 'I'm sorry,' I say soft, like I let her down. 'What do you mean Daniel? This isn't your fault. This is why I didn't wanted you to know. You would worry too much about me when you need to be focused on setting a good time. If you start lower than the third row, I'm gonna punch you with my cast.' I don't pay much attention to much she said, I did, but the last sentence she said repeats in my mind. She has a cast? 'You broke your arm?' What a dickhead, who ever did this to her. 'Broke my wrist trying to save myself.'

When I step out of the car, my thoughts go already back to my Ollie who's laying in a hospital bed right now. She watched me I know she did. This wasn't my best. I've done better. But she isn't going to punch me with her cast. Because I'm sixth, still third row. The whole qualifying she was in the back of my mind. I couldn't change it, no matter how much I wanted it to. I was worried. Even though she assured me she was fine, besides her injuries. I wanna see her. She could've died, but thank god and the angel on her shoulders she didn't. She could've hit her head really hard on the ground and she would've been gone. Just in a second. 'Any new news?' I ask Tom as I enter the garage. He shakes his head. He probably hasn't been on his phone much. But there also probably didn't changed much, Olivia knows her results already.

Don't forget to smile. I wanna see that smile when I see you, if you don't smile... I smile at my phone screen. Sliding it back in my pocket. Olivia send a funny GIF along with it. How can I not smile. I enter the square, stopping in front on the microphone of Ziggo. Knowing she's going to see me any second, so I don't stop smiling. Not that it's that hard. I'll start smiling when I think of her smile. 'You're happy with your place?' The man asks with his Dutch accent. I shrug but don't stop smiling. 'I'm not allowed to not smile, so I'm smiling,' I explain to the Dutch man. He laughs, so do the other ones listen, holding their microphone in my face too. 'But sixth is alright. I could've done better, compared to Max. But beside Max his time too.' The orange microphone goes back to his mouth, so the people at home can hear him. 'Then why didn't you? You didn't had problems with the car, right?' He asks. I shake my head. 'No. I heard some bad news before. Got distracted. It's my fault.' I admit. Not that today's matters that much. Tomorrow is more important. 'Still you're smiling?' I nod taking a sip of my RedBull. 'Like I said I'm not allowed not to smile or I'll get hurt.' The man chuckles shaking his head. 'Last race at Red Bull tomorrow, how do you feel.' 'The seasons had his ups and downs. I enjoyed my time at Red Bull. We're still going to push tomorrow and have a fun race.' 'Thank you.' He finishes our interview. I nod walking to the following interviewer.

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That crash today was crazy! I'm so glad they have the halo. I think it might have ended differently with Charles if it wasn't there. And poor Dan!
Got formula 1 2018 for my birthday, I suck at it.