You and me

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The launch has been a succes, there were so many positive reactions to it online that I'm really happy I actually had something to do with that.
The interviews were shorter and were actually about F1.
Daniel managed to stay somewhat professional, but his eyes and grin definitely gave him away. Especially when he saw me in the form fitted dress that showed my every curve. Something that was also seen by people online, causing some mixed reactions.

There are still women out there who feel they should be with him, even though he has no idea who they are and more importantly, he's taken. So there were some nasty comments about how I manipulated my way into his life and into the team. Most of them really don't affect me as much, because they are nothing new, except for one who actually said online that she couldn't understand how a team like Red Bull and a man as Daniel would want to be involved with somebody who killed her ex.

Even after almost a year and me telling my side of the story I guess there are still people who don't believe me and think I actually killed Shane.
That was pretty painful to read and it also brought back some not so fun memories.
So after the launch when we are now back in our hotel room to get changed. Stepping under the shower Daniel starts to touch me, but for once I don't respond.

"Baby? Talk to me, you have been really quiet on our way here. What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He says turning me around under the warm water so he can look at me.
I look down, but he lifts my face with a his hand under my chin. I see his beautiful brown eyes looking into mine, worried about what's going on in my mind.
"Don't look away, please talk to me."
I haven't showed him the post I found online, so he doesn't know about it.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." I say swallowing the annoying lump that has been in my throat ever since I read it. Stupid hormones.
"Yeah I'm not buying that, you were fine until after the launch, so tell me what happened?"
I lean my forehead against his chest, I'm glad we're in the shower, because then he can't see the tears that threaten to run down my face.

"It was just a post I read online. Usually they don't bother me, but this one just got to me." I sigh, my voice cracks.
"What did it say? Because I have never seen you this affected by anything people have said online about you." He starts to massage shampoo in my hair, I turn around so I'm standing with my back towards him again. His long strong fingers massage my scalp, it really helps me relax.

"Well let's just say somebody doubted your and Red Bulls judgement on being anywhere near me as I'm a dangerous person who has killed her ex."
His fingers start to massage a bit rougher so I remove my head from his grasp, "auw"
"I'm sorry." I can tell he is getting wound up about it so I try to calm him down by running my hands over his arms.
"Babe, don't get mad please. I shouldn't have told you. It doesn't matter."

"Of course it matters. Somebody is calling my wife a killer! People should be over this shit by now. I'm so sorry baby, you shouldn't have to go through this again."
I rinse out my hair before putting in conditioner, while Daniel is getting more and more pissed off.
"I'm going to call Bradley and Sandra as soon as we get out of the shower. They will have to do something about that person, because she can't just say things like that about you. Everybody knows what happened, you don't deserve somebody to put things like this online."

He's done with his shower and gets out while I finish washing my hair.
"Babe don't, there's nothing we can do about it, let's just have them block this person from our accounts and leave it. There's no point in making a fuss."
I get out as well and start drying myself.
"But Sky, this is not ok. Just blocking them doesn't mean they won't put anything online after that. I don't want anybody to talk shit about you."

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