Tired of Everything!
**Sarah**
After the conversation with Rachel, I truly did my best to avoid any contact with Lorenzo. Even during the practice sessions, where we were in the same location, the circuit was large enough for me to keep my distance from my sister's boyfriend.
When the training was over, I looked for Hillary to leave, but since I didn't want to get close to the team that both my friend and Lorenzo were a part of, I tried to contact them by phone, calling and sending a few messages, which received no response at all.
I was standing by the protective railing in the area known as the paddock, where people circulated behind the pits after the practice sessions when Enrico approached.
"Waiting for your friend?" Enrico asked.
"Yes, I am," I replied, not trying to be even remotely friendly.
I didn't intend to take out my frustration on Enrico, but the fact that he had caught me with Lorenzo yesterday was sure to bring some unpleasant comments from him at any moment.
"Come on, I can give you a ride home," he offered.
"Thanks for the offer, but I'd rather wait for Hillary," I promptly declined, trying to be polite.
"Come on, I need to talk to you."
I looked at him in doubt because he seemed to genuinely have something to say, but I didn't trust that man either.
"I'm not sure if that's a good idea," I honestly said.
"It's about something that will benefit both of us."
Truthfully, I was tired of everything, and it wasn't as if I was afraid of Enrico, because I wasn't. So, I decided to accept it once and for all. I had reflected a lot while watching today's training and realized that I was always being moved back and forth, like a chess piece, but in someone else's game.
We walked side by side, and I took the opportunity to send Hillary an audio message, letting her know that I was going home with Enrico. He heard me say that and smiled, but he didn't comment. When we were already in the car, I got straight to the point.
"What do you have to tell me that could be good for both of us?"
"Lorenzo promised to tell Rachel about the two of you, but I saw that they were still together today, and they seem to be doing well," he said, not answering my question.
"Lorenzo kept his word and told my sister about what happened between us, but they decided to stay together, indeed."
I didn't look at Enrico as I said this because the truth was that I felt embarrassed and frustrated with recent events. I still couldn't understand how Lorenzo came to me and confessed his feelings, I'd even say he made promises, and yet he decided to forget everything and move on as if nothing had happened.
"And who was responsible for telling you this big news?" Enrico was being himself, in other words, cynical. "I saw that you and your sister were talking."
“I reached out to her, just to understand what had happened, and Rachel told me everything.”
Enrico shook his head in a negative gesture, feigning a false expression of disappointment.
"Why did you stop here?" I asked indignantly as he parked the car in front of a restaurant, not Hillary's house.
"Because we're having lunch together," he said casually.
I widened my eyes in astonishment, seeing him get out of the car and make decisions without first checking whether it was the other person's wish, which was completely absurd.
"Look, I'm not getting out of this car!" I said, stepping out of the car and staring at him angrily.
"And what do you call what you just did?"
"Idiot!" I muttered.
The word "tired" screamed in my mind, telling me that I should take control of my own life and stop being a supporting character in my sister's life, something I had concluded had been happening since we were just children. Yet here I was, clearly being led to do what someone else wanted again.
I need to react!
Thinking this way, I stood my ground, and Enrico, realizing I wasn't following him, stopped as well, looking at me with a questioning gaze and his eyebrow raised.
"You didn't ask if I wanted to have lunch with you, but let me tell you, I don't want to," I said with determination.
Saying that, I crossed my arms and also noticed that I was even tapping my foot, in a manner that I knew was quite childish but intended to show my impatience with the situation.
"It's good that you're finally coming to your senses and starting to make your own decisions, Sarah," Enrico said, ridiculously clapping his hands.
"What do you mean by that?" It was my turn to look at Enrico with a questioning gaze and raise my eyebrow.
"Let's go inside, and I'll explain everything I have in mind," he looked around, seeming concerned. "We're drawing attention standing out here, and some people are already looking at us. Believe me when I say this, it's not a good thing."
I mimicked his gesture and realized Enrico was right, as a few people passed by, looking at us strangely, indeed. I decided to follow Enrico into the restaurant, as besides being curious, I also knew that leaving and leaving him alone could only lead to more speculations.
It was only when we were seated at the table and had placed our orders that I spoke again.
"I hope this is important," I said with bitterness. "I'm tired of people stringing me along."
I knew I shouldn't deliver information like that in such a way, but the frustration I was feeling at that moment made me speak beyond what was advisable.
"I know you're not the twin I was with at the club in Seattle, Sarah." I opened my mouth to deny his statement, but he stopped me with a gesture. "There's no use trying to deceive me because I never believed in that nonsense for a moment."
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