ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴍᴇᴛʀʏ || ʟᴀɴᴄᴇ sᴛʀᴏʟʟ

•Chapter number twenty-six•

,,Ok, you need to calm down..."

,,But you don't understand..."

,,Drin look at me," he put his hands on my arms to make me stop, ,,I know you are in hard situation, but you really need to calm down. Keep breathing, you'll feel better." I was taking deep breaths and started feeling slightly better.

,,Is everything alright here?" Claire came to us with my mother behind her tail. Amazing.

,,Of course, everything's under control," Lance answered while his eyes were glued at me.

,,Yeah, everything...is under control."

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During the whole dinner I was feeling nauseous. I couldn't focus on anything, on food, on Lance, on others. It wasn't me.
I was trying to ignore my mother as much as I could, but still I was feeling her glances all the time.

I was nitpicking in my food when someone grabbed my free hand. I looked to the left to see Lance with a sad face. I don't want him to be sad just because of MY problems.

,,You look pale. It's not that important meeting, we can get out of here." We?

,,You should not bother with my problems I can handle it," I whispered, trying to be furtive.

,,I see how are you handling it," he rolled his eyes, ,,Drin, I want you to remember one thing: Your problems are also my problems." I was staring at him shocked. Where did that Canadian dick I knew disappeared?

,,Is there some problem?" Claire asked and all the eyes laid on us.

,,Drin is not feeling well so I'm taking her back to her room." Lance was much faster with an meaningful answer. I just nodded my head, because at the end I really want to get the hell out of this room.

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Unfortunately for me my mother is a team guess. That means she has access to the garages and I have to face her every day. I'm trying to not show how annoyed I am, because nobody knows that Mrs. Hudson is actually my mother.
Only Lance, Joey and Betty know it, so even team principal has no idea about my relationship with Mrs. Hudson. And it's better keep her away from the truth.

,,Is this seat empty?"

,,No," I answered not even bother to look at that person. In that moment ususally quite boring telemetry was way interesting.

,,Drina we really need to talk," mother sat against me. The way she is saying my name...I hate it.

,,I don't think so."

,,Drina just listen to me..."

,,We haven't talked for 5 years so why now?" I glared at her. My voice volume was unusually low...the last thing I want is whole motorhome listening to our conversation.

,,Because I want to change our relationship! I know I made a big mistake and I want to make it up!" my glare disappered and I was just staring at her. 5 years no call and now she wants to turn back time? Isn't too late for that?

,,I'm asking again: Why now?"

,,Because...I...I asked some people about you. I heard how happy you are doing this job and I realised how selfish I was. I just wanted success and I didn't care what you want. I was horrible mother and I'm so sorry for that. I don't want to make the same mistake with Sophia." I would lie if this confession made nothing with me. But when she said she doesn't want to make same mistake with Sophia, my joy faded. Of course she cares about her more than about me.