Not Done With You

~ Sunday ~

Heading towards the red bull garage, Diego is buzzing with excitement. "MUMMA!"

"Yes Diegs?"

"WE'RE AT THE RACE!" He shouts for the 3rd time since we've walked into the paddock.

"Yes Bubba we are." I say patting him on the head. Dressed in a button up white shirt and tan shorts, Diego looks extremely nice. I finished off his look with a red bull cap that Daniel gave him yesterday. "Diegs don't get that white shirt dirty okay?"

"You made me wear it. I would have preferred to go shirtless." I giggle at his comment.

"You look lovely Diego, don't you dare take it off." I say sternly. A weird rush runs through my head. This has happened countless times throughout the past few weeks. I go dizzy for a couple of seconds and then I'm fine again. "Come on lets go find Daniel."

Daniel is speaking to one of his managers when we eventually find him. "Hey guys! You made it!"

"UNCY I'M AT THE RACE!" Deigo squeals.

"Damn right buddy, you sure are." Daniel laughs picking him up "You look snazzy little D."
"Mumma made me wear this." Diego sighs.

"Good, you look awesome."

"Really?" He squeals. Wow. One nice comment from Daniel and Diego's whole take on his outfit changes.

"Now you like it?" I whine.

"Yes, because Uncy likes it." Daniel laughs. 

"When's the race start?"

"I gotta be on grid in 10 minutes, so I'll catch you guys after the race?" Daniel asks.

"Yeah of course, good luck!"

~  2 laps to go ~

"Diego you wait here for me okay? I'm just going to the bathroom."

"Okay Mumma."

In the bathroom I stare at myself in the mirror. My floral mini dress is high on my thighs and my wavey hair is half up, clipped back by a flower claw clip. The one Carlos gave me on our second date. The wave rushes through my head again. My vision blurs and I begin to wobble. No no not now, please no.

And then it's gone.

Just like that.

I rush out of the bathroom and find Diego watching the race intensely. "Uncy dropped a position."

Meaning he is in P3.

Carlos is till in P1.

Checkered flag.

Carlos wins.

"He got podium Mamma!!" Diego shouts.

"He did bubba, lets go find him."

Daniel is surrounded by media and team members so we wait back in the crowd. When he sees us he rushes over and hugs me tightly. "My first podium this season!! Lets gooo!"

"Good job Dans, I'm really proud of you."

"UNCY YOU CAME 3RD!!" Diego squeals.

"I did little D! Do you want to come and watch the ceremony?"

"Yessss." We follow Daniel too the ceremony and I watch as one by one the drivers receive their trophies. Carlos has lonely eyes again whilst he searches the crowd. He spots me and his eyes glow. This time his smile intensifies from one side of his face to the other, and then he... winks? Did he just wink at me?! My cheeks flush bright red. Holy moly I need to get away from him.

"Diego we'll meet with Uncle Danny when he gets back to the garage." I say picking up Diego and rushing towards the exit.

As Diego and I sit in Daniel's drivers room, Diego is going spastic over the past 2 days.

"Mumma we have to do this again."

"Mumma I want to be race car driver."

"Mumma Uncy is going to win next race."

Save me.

"Hey guys, guess who's backkk." Danny says opening the door.

"UNCYYYY!!" Diego screams as he jumps into Daniel's arms.

"Hey Dans, how you feeling."

"So pumped, you guys are like my lucky charms. I'll get you tickets for next gp aswell."

"Mm maybe." I say admiring his trophy.

"Oh yeah, Mum and Dad made a quick flight and will be here soon, do you reckon you could meet them at the paddock entrance?" Daniel asks.

"Yeah of course, should I go now while you get started with media?"

"Yeah sounds good, I'll catch you later."

Diego and I walk through the garage and then out to the paddock. Something catches his eye. Or someone.

"Mumma I see grandpa!" He says with excitement. Suddenly he explodes into a sprint rushing through the packed crowd. Oh my god 4-year-olds are fast. I struggle to keep up. The pain rushes through my head. I take a couple more steps. I feel dizzy. Grabbing onto the Ferrari garage wall I steady myself. I've completely lost sight of Diego. Panic rushes through me. My vision blurs in and out. I lower myself to the ground just in case something happens.

"Hayley?" I hear someone say. A strong hand grips my shoulder. Attached to a man with a red Ferrari shirt on. "Hayley are you okay?" I momentarily pass out. When I awake. I'm cradled into the arms of the man and we are rushing through the crowd. "Someone call and Ambulance!" I know that voice..

Carlos...

and everything goes dark.