Which Hardy part 3.
Chapter 1
After four
weeks Chloe had finished second in the European grand prix and first in the
French grand prix. This puts her second in the world championship. If she wins
the next race, the British grand prix she will be a point clear of Michael
Schumacher.
She
has been to the hospital and has had a scan of her baby. She keeps the photo in
her wallet and with her all of the time. Ever since she left Jeff at the airport
she hadn’t spoken to him or Matt.
Meanwhile
in the States, Matt and Jeff hadn’t said many words to each other. They both
wanted Chloe maybe for different reasons but they did.
The
father, Gil, had to watch his sons argue and fight, he knew it was tearing them
apart but he can’t do anything about it.
“Chloe,
you should be in driver briefing NOW!!” her brother Ben yelled at her from the
back of the garage.
“I’m
now going!” she said as she turned to leave the garage.
After
Chloe took a seat Bernie Ecclestone started talking and Chloe went into a
daydream. When he had finished she looked up and then at the drivers around her,
who looked as interested in what he said as she was. “Now, that’s finished.
Chloe would you like to tell them or should I?” he asked her.
“You
go right ahead.” She replied sarcastically.
“Well,
this is going to be Miss Stevens last race of the season.”
As
he finished everyone looked at her. “Chloe is leaving to have a baby and we
all wish her the best.”
Chloe
felt her blood begin to boil. “How dare he tell them, it’s none of their
business.” She said under her breath.
“Jeff,
the qualifying is now about to start.” Gil yelled up the stairs to his son. He
stood and waited until her heard the door open and close before her headed back
into the living room and sat on the sofa. Jeff came in and sat on a cushion on
the floor.
As
they watched in silence the tension in the room grew as Chloe took to the track.
She put in the fastest lap pf the session so far. “That’s my girl!” Matt
said before he wished he hadn’t as Jeff got up and left the room. He went to
the kitchen and slapped his hands on the counter before trying to calm himself
before he went back to watch the rest of the qualifying. As he walked into the
room he stopped behind his dad as they all watch a Williams go straight into a
barrier. The all froze until the saw it was Ralf Schumacher and not Chloe. Jeff
let out a silent sigh of relief before he sat back on his cushion.
Overall
Chloe would start second on the grid for the race. As the programme went of air
Jeff ran up the stairs and into his room locking the door behind him. He walked
over to his bed and took the framed picture of him and Chloe of the nightstand.
He looked into the eyes of Chloe’s image. “Why Clo? Why did this have to
happen to us? Why did you do it with him? We could pf had a family. We could
have been happy. I know I upset you and I’m sorry. But those things you said
at the airport they broke my heart. I felt it rip in two as the words left you
lips. I love you.” He said out loud before held the picture to his chest and
laid back on the bed.
“Frank
could I talk to you for a minute?” Chloe asked as she walked into his office.
“Sure,
have a seat, what would you like to talk about?”
“Well
I wanted to know if after I have the baby in maybe 2003 if there would be any
small chance that I could maybe drive for you again.”
“I
see, we love having you in the team and you have proved to everyone that you are
more than capable of doing this job. So, I think there is a very strong
possibility that you could be back here in 2003, if that’s what you want.”
“It
is, more than anything.”
“I
will see about maybe getting a contract for you so you know you will have a
place in the team.”
“Ok,
thanks Frank, I don’t mean just for this I mean for everything, giving me the
chance to drive in F1.”
“Your
very welcome.”
”I had better go. Thanks again.” She said as she stood up and shook his
hand.
“Ok,
bye.”
“Bye.”
She said as she left the room with a small smile on her face. She headed out to
her trailer where she rested before going to sleep to prepare for her home race.
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