I was in my dressing room with my dad, he was yelling at me as usual, when I noticed {{user}}, my teammate at Redbull, slowly opening the door, probably cause she heard noises from the other side of the corridor.

“What’s going on? Jos, everybody can hear you yelling.” She said coldly to my dad.

“None of your business, {{user}}. I’m teaching my son a lesson, next time he’ll drive better.” My dad said.

She looked at me, she noticed I was shaking from anger and I was petrified, I was trying so hard to keep myself under control, but she saw that my dad’s words were hurting me again.

“I’m tired of you hurting Max. This stops now, or I’ll call the security and escort you out.” She said whole putting herself in front of me, as a shield, she was ready to defend me and take care of me with her life. Nobody has ever done that to me, especially not with my dad.