Fight

P. Thrity nine

LUNA
My eyes widen as my heartbeat raises, I take couple of steps back when I get scared of something next to me. Relieved I sight when I see it's a camera. 'You made my jump,' I say to the camera man. My hand resting on my heart. Fuck, that really scared me. How did it made me jump that bad? A stupid camera. Like I've never seen those around before. Very annoying. I focus back on what Pierre was saying.

'Sup.' I start walking next to Charles.
'Bonjour.' We enter the paddock.
'I have a question.' On his face to see he is waiting for me to ask. 'Me and the girls are going to do some fun things ahead of the last Grand Prix, I heard you were going earlier too, maybe you wanna join us?' It would be fun. He wouldn't be alone.
'I don't know, it is girl time.' I hang on to his arm like a little kid.
'Please Charlie, it is gonna be fun.' He looks at me, I know he is thinking about it.
'Well alright. But I do have work.' I nod.
'Sure. I'll text you.' Second last race today. The time flew by. I'm already finishing my first formula 1 season. It is mad. And I am not too bad at it.

'Lolo I've gotta go Dan is here.' I get up from the bed to open the door for Daniel.
'Ok bye.' I say goodbye to Lola and greet Daniel. We kiss once the door is closed.
'What movie are we gonna watch?' I shrug. 'Old school.' I sight. I'm not always fan of comedy movies. He has been bragging about watching the movie.
'I don't know.' He squeezes me a little with his hands on each side of my arms.
'You're gonna love it, I promise.' That face, I can't say no to that.
'Only if we watch it in the bath.' The look on his face tells me he isn't so sure, but then he nods.
'Alrighty.' I smile. Yes!

Daniel trips in front of me over something stupid. I can't help myself but laugh. It's bad that I'm laughing at him because I've tripped some many times this year. But I'm not the only one laughing, himself and Charles are laughing too. 'Bungler,' I say still laughing while wiping away my tears. As I try to pass Charles and Daniel my feet lingers behind my own feet and I almost fall down on the ground. The boys starts laughing again and I can't help but laugh myself.
'What did you say?' I shake my head, my hands resting on my stomach from the pain.
'Nothing.' My cheek muscles hurt too, tears are streaming down my cheeks again. I can't anymore. First scared from a stupid camera, now falling over my own feet. It's just great.

'What do you think?' He saw me starring probably. I shake my head. I hate it. I hate his mustache. Yesterday he still had his beautiful beard.
'I grew it too.' I move my finger over my upper lip, where the hair grows.
'I know, felt it.' I open my mouth, hurt. He laughs.
'Talk to the hand.' I move my hand in front of his face. He takes my wrist, moving my hand down. 'I like the beard better.'
'Too bad! It's back in a couple of days, no worries.' A hand on my back.
'Sorry to interrupt, can I talk to you for a sec?' Lando asks. I nod.
'Sure.'

I wave at the fans as we pass them. I'm just thinking. That I'm happy to be here. Things I've accomplished and achieved. Thankful for all the people who've supported me and pushed me to the limit. The struggles I've been through to get stronger. I'm so happy at this moment in my life. My past sucked, I don't even wanna think back the shitty school years; where I didn't do shit. Those years took long! Let's not start about being sexual abused. The future only can get brighter. My future with Daniel, a family, the sport. I'm also so great full for the things I was able to do and people I've met because of this. Like last Grand Prix I met the Smith family. They are so nice. Jaden seems like a nice dude, we're planning on hanging out. I used to watch Will when I was younger, it was weird meeting him in real life. Wow, I sound like Lewis. Whatever. It still hasn't hit me yet that people know me, that they know I'm one of the first females to enter f1. I'll be the first female to finished a f1 season, to get this many points, to finished on the podium. But the one that matter the most, to get the world championship, hopefully one day. Now it is time to kick these boys their asses!

The race was shitty. I collided in the first corner, but luckily was able to finished the race, 16th. Still it sucks. 'Happy with the race?' I shake my head.
'Definitely not. I don't know who I collided with but it sucks. I know we could've ended better.' But we've gotta move one. Can't turn back the time.
'Don't you have to tell us something?' Confused I look at the male.
'What?' A little nervous smile, cause I don't know jay what's coming. 
'You're pregnant?' I giggle. What? Pregnant. I look back at Kala, who is smiling too.
'Pregnant. Where did you hear that? Because that is news to me too.' I would know if I was pregnant, but I'm on period right at this moment so.
'I saw it. I mean it is obvious.' Again confused I look at him. Obvious?
'Sorry but don't go further into that, that is stupid. Why would you say that?' What is on his mind?
'Don't deny it. How many weeks?' In disbelief I shake my head, him continuing.
'You're kidding? This interview is over.' I feel the anger already rushing. Ready to punch him in his face. I walk to the other person but walk back again. 'You know you can make people insecure by saying that. But if you really wanna know, I'm on the second day of my period, it's bleeding down there, I'll give you a cup if you want.' I walk away again. Hopefully I shut his mouth. My eyes meet with Sebastian's. I smile at him.
'Calm down.' He massages my shoulders for a second.
'I really need that, continue please.' He takes my hand into his for a second and smiles. We both continue our interviews. Sometimes he feels like a dad to me.