The Only One

Chapter 95 - Defending myself

Hamilton Family Household
Y/N POV

That couldn't have gone any better.

My Abuela has met Lizzie, she likes her, and now we are all sitting round the dinning table like a big family.

Everyone chatting together, laughing away.

My mothers amazing food being passed around.

My Abuela at the head of the table chatting to my mama at her side whilst my father sits at the opposite end chatting with Lizzie and I.

"I remember the first time seeing her face lit up when she saw the cars zooming by" My father tells Lizzie who has a beaming smile on her face as she sits and listens to all my old man's stories of little me getting into racing.

I chuckle into my glass as I take a sip.

"Ever since then she's been hooked" My father continues before smiling over at me proudly.

"Aww even baby Ryder was obsessed" Lizzie teases me with a cheeky smile.

I give a cheeky smile back before pecking her lips sweetly.

"Oh that reminds me, you going back to racing Y/N?" My little brother Luke asks with some food still in his mouth making his question sound muffled.

Lucie who's sitting next to him hits his arm in disgust for speaking with a full mouth.

The question makes my nerves spike a little.

I haven't exactly told my family yet about my decision.

I gulp nervously as I look to Lizzie who trying to give me a reassuring smile and nod.

But a chuckle from the other end of the table sets my nerves off even more.

"No seas ridículo Lucas, por supuesto que ella no volverá a correr de nuevo, especialmente después de ese terrible accidente." My Abuela says as she cuts into her food, clearly understanding the words Luke had said.

The whole table stays quiet, everyone looking between me and Abuela.

I clear my throat before shifting uncomfortably, trying to act like everything's fine as I start add more food to my plate.

"Bueno es gracioso que digas eso abuela, planeo volver pronto, de hecho que Max me está ayudando a armar un plan" I say as calmly as I can as I start to eat again.

Complete silence.

I feel a hand placed on my thigh, looking slightly over I see Lizzie trying to reassure me, clearly sensing the conversation isn't a great one.

"Y/N." Abuela says strictly yet somewhat casually making it sound scarier if that was even possible.

I look over to her and she is not happy.

"No volverás a hacer ese trabajo tan peligro, lo prohíbo!" She states seriously.

I scoff as I shake my head slightly "No puedes prohibirme abuela, es mi trabajo y es uno en que realmente soy buena-" I say defending myself, my voice raising a little.

"Puedo y lo haré, no olvides a quién le estás hablando aquí querida!" She says pointing her finger at me, her own voice raising.

"Abuela y/n ha ido a terapia y es-"Mia tries to defend me but gets cut off.

"No interfieras en esto Mia" Abuela snaps quickly at Mia, her hand raising up at her direction but her strict gaze still set on me.

"No interrumpas a mi hija!" My mother suddenly snaps loudly towards Abuela.