Words I Didn't Say 2 || LN4
Description: It may very well never be the same, but at least it will all be alright.
Pairings: Lando Norris x Reader
Warnings: Yelling, fighting, swearing, mentions of abuse.
Part 1
It had been a mere 3 hours since you read that letter, that stupid fucking letter. All you wanted to do was scream or hit something. Your heart was hurting, but the anger in your chest was burning, fully overshadowing that feeling. A soft knock on your door caught your attention and in walked the last person you wanted to see.
"Ga weg, nu!" Get out, right now you spoke to Max, calmly, suppressing your anger.
"Ik wil mijn excuses aanbie-"I want to apologize ab- you cut him off buy shaking your head and raising your hand to his face. "Ik wil het niet horen. Ga. Weg." I don't need to hear it. Get. Out. the anger building more and more in your body, your limbs going numb from how hard you were trying to suppress it.
Yes, Max and your father was known for their aggressive nature, but so were you, you were just able to control it better. So fights in the Verstappen household were always full blown and sometimes violent. (But not from you and Max, you always just yelled at one another)
"I'm not leaving Y/n! We gaan dit godverdomme eerst uitpraten!!" We're fucking talking this out first!! Max half-yelled. "And I don't want to talk to you Max!!! Please just leave me alone! I'm upset! I'm hurt! Je maakt het alleen maar erger! Je had geen reden om net tegen me te schreeuwen!!" All you're doing is making it worse! You had no reason to yell at me like you did earlier!! the tears were fully streaming down your face, silently but there were many of them. They weren't sad tears, they were tears of frustration, of hurt.
Max looked at you and sighed. "What was the letter about?"
"None of your business" you spoke wiping your cheeks and placing the letter back into the envelope carefully.
"Did you lie about Lando?" Max broke the silence, looking at you with a cold expression. Your heart sank hearing his words. "W-what?" you turned around to look hat him, sort of understanding but not fully knowing what he meant by his words.
"Did you lie about what Lando came to do here? You let him in and blamed it on Penelope!" he accused. You were speechless. "Oh, dus je ontkent het niet? Dus het is de waarheid?!" Oh so you aren't denying it? So its the truth?! he kept accusing you, his voice getting louder and louder.
You stood frozen, unsure of what to say. Your eyes blurred with tears again, he kept yelling accusations your way but they all blended into one, your mind was foggy, his voice was muffled and you were overwhelmed and confused.
"ANSWER ME Y/N!!!" Max finally yelled, at full force. He raised his hands in frustration which made you flinch, letting out a small surprised squeak at his sudden outburst. Your ears were ringing, instantly feeling sick to your stomach at his tone of voice and the motion his hands made.
Run. Leave. Get out, get out, get out.
Your Fight or flight response chose flight. You grabbed the letter and the nearest piece of clothing, running out of the door as quickly as your legs could carry you. You ran. That's all you could do, was run.
Before you knew it, you were violently banging on an all too familiar door.
Lando had opened it quickly, his eyes nearly falling out of his head at the sight of you. You threw yourself into his arms, sobbing and shaking violently.
He was confused and concerned, but he wrapped his arms around you anyway. He never said anything, unsure of what to say. All you could do was cry, you gripped onto the material of his shirt, seeking protection. Instantly, Lando knew what was going on, as soon as you grabbed his shirt in that way.
It wasn't a secret that Jos, your father was the "tough love" kind of man. He would put Max through hours of grueling work on the go kart track, in the middle of freezing cold winters. All you could ever do was watch, he never let you near Max, especially if he was on track, but this particular day, your father had seemingly woken up on the wrong side of the bed, so he had taken out his frustrations out on little Max, you and him had only been about 6 or 7 at the time.
It had snowed the previous night, so it was cold and the track was slippery. Max had gotten a few laps in and eventually Jos had let him go warm up his hands in the van, after copious amounts of begging. Max had come in and sat down, you immediately took his hands into yours and pulled them closer to your chest, as you had always done for him. He snuggled into your side. "It's so cold out there.. daddy is in a really bad mood today.." he closed his eyes, yawning.
"I'll ask him if we can go home then, I don't want you to be cold" you said, looking at your brother who's cheeks were red from the cold. He nodded. "I'll wait here then" he had said as you were leaving.
"Papa?" you had looked up at him. "What Y/n!?" he growled, looking down at you with angry eyes.
"I want to go home..." you looked down, sadness laced in your voice. You weren't expecting him to sound so harsh.
"Fucking stupid little girl!!! I didn't even want you here in the first place! You're a distraction to your brother!!! You can't be making this about yourself!! Get back in the fucking van!!!" your father had been growling at you. You were scared, but he was in fact your father so you never thought he would get violent, especially as an innocent 6 year old.
"B-but papa-" you had croaked out, but you were cut off from a stinging sensation on your face. Your own father had slapped you, a little innocent girl, hard. That's all you remember from that day. But it will forever haunt you.
Lando walked you inside slowly. He guided you to the couch and held you close, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
You had eventually calmed down, still shaking and you had those 'post-sob' hiccups, but you were definitely way calmer than what you were when you first turned up. Lando tucked your hair behind your ear softly. "What triggered the attack, Y/n?" his voice was calm, almost a whisper.
"Muh-Max.." you had managed to say. The attack may have been over but you were still petrified. Max looked a lot like your father in that moment. His red face, the way the color of his eyes changed, the way his voice became a growl when he was angry.
You shuddered remembering what Max had looked like. "Shh I've got you" Lando cooed, he had learned how to help you with these attacks over the course of your relationship. It was something he had perfected, was being able to calm you down.
You sighed. "I-I'm sorry, Lando.. I-I didn't know where else to go a-and I-"
"It's fine Y/n, I'm glad you came here. I know you're safe" he smiled sweetly.
And for the first time in a long time, things had felt normal again. Like they were meant to be this way. You knew your relationship with Lando would probably never be the same considering what had happened betwen you two, but that doesn't mean you can't continue as friends.
You were safe with him.
He was your home, your real home.
a/n: there you go ya filthy animals, as promised, part 2 with a (kinda) happy ending :)
edit: it's literally 7 months after i wrote part 1, this has been in my drafts since like november 💀 sorry about that
Part 3
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De dwergpapegaai van Fischer heeft een groene rug, borst en vleugels. Hun halzen zijn goudgeel en naarmate het omhoog gaat, wordt het donkerder oranje. De bovenkant van de kop is olijfgroen en de snavel is felrood. Het bovenoppervlak van de staart heeft enkele paarse of blauwe veren. Het heeft een witte cirkel van blote huid (oogring) rond zijn ogen. Jonge vogels lijken erg op de volwassenen, behalve dat ze saaier zijn en de basis van hun onderkaak bruine aftekeningen heeft. Ze zijn een van de kleinere tortelduifjes, ongeveer 14 cm (5,5 inch) lang en 43-58 g zwaar.
Hoewel de meeste tortelduifjes van Fischer groen zijn, zijn er verschillende kleurvariaties gefokt. De blauwe variant overheerst; het ontbreekt geel, het heeft een helderblauwe rug, staart en borst, een witte nek, een lichtgrijze kop en een lichtroze snavel. Deze mutatie werd voor het eerst gefokt door R. Horsham in Zuid-Afrika in 1957. Er is een gele lutino-mutatie, die voor het eerst verscheen in Frankrijk. Deze vogels zijn meestal lichtgeel met een oranje gezicht en een rode snavel. Verdere mutaties zijn bonte, zwarte of donkerogige witte, kaneel-, witte en albino-mutaties die ook zijn gefokt.
Fischer's tortelduifjes
Ze zijn kleiner dan het perzikgezicht en de gemaskerde tortelduifjes, en hebben een duidelijk, hoog getjilp. Fischer's, in hun nominaatkleur, hebben een fel rood-oranje snavel, een oranje gezicht en borst, en het onderlichaam en de vleugels zijn groen
Zijn Fischer-tortelduifjes luidruchtig?
Dwergpapegaaien zijn zeer vocale vogels, die harde, hoge geluiden maken die hinderlijk kunnen zijn voor buren. Ze maken de hele dag lawaai, maar vooral op bepaalde momenten van de dag. Fischer's zijn echter niet zo luid als sommige andere soorten dwergpapegaaien, en hoewel ze vaak piepen, schreeuwen ze niet zoals de grotere papegaaien.
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