FORMULA ONE - one shots

broken strings - ARM pt.2

* six months later *

Here I am seven years later.

In the place where everything begun.

In Silverstone's circuit.

But now I'm a doctor. I have a new life. I moved to London, and I started working on St. Thomas Hospital. I have the job that I've always dreamed about. I've got everything I need to be happy.

But, I can't convince myself. When I'm speaking, it's the voice of someone else.

I'm still broken.

There's still something missing. I left too much of me with him in Bahrain. It hurts too much. It tears me up.

Maybe you're wondering why am I here in Silverstone. They choosed my hospital to be the medical track team in the Grand Prix.

"Doctor!" someone calls me. "There's been an accident on turn 3! We need you! Now!" I immediately start running.

"Who is it?"

"A Alfa Romeo and a Ferrari."

I would be lying, if I said that my heart didn't squeezed a little bit.

When I get there, I see the car number 53 and number 16. That's Callum and Charles. It feels like some type of pressure left my shoulders. Charles is already with a doctor. So I go to Callum. I help him walking to off track, and I stay with him to do a check up.

We get in a car that takes us to the medical room. I start doing everything that the regulations say, in this cases.

When I finish, the podium celebrations are done.

"Okay Callum, you're good to go." I tell him. "Just be careful in this next few days. You'll be a little bit sore."

Me and Callum had a great relationship. We were good friends, I knew if I ever needed something, I could count on him and him on me. He called me somedays after mine and Marcus' break up, to know how I was.

"I will." he sits up in the stretcher. "How have you been doing?" he asks me.

"Still reparing myself." I say getting up.

"He still loves you. He never stopped. He says he did, but he's lying."

"I guess you can say that the feeling is mutual."

"Maybe you could try again?"

"It was his choice Callum." I close my eyes trying to hold the tears back. "And I won't go agaisnt that." A tear falls down.

"Both of you are hurting. Can't you try to forgive him?"

"I try to forgive, but it's not enough to make it all okay." I go to the door. "Six years Callum. We were together for six years. And he ended it to be focused? If this happened in the first or the second, but... No. After six years. He took a piece of me that day. And I don't know if I'll be able heal that."

"I'm really sorry."

"Please don't be." I open the door. "Stay safe, I'll see you around." And I get out. I start walking to the exit, and our eyes meet.

I freeze. And so does he. I "unfreeze" and I continue walking. When I pass by him, he says:

"I was wrong." I stop. "I didn't need to let you go. That was the worst thing I could have done."

I can't talk. I want to speak, but nothing comes out.

"I feel like I'm losing myself, I can't focus... ironic isn't it?" he stops for a moment. "I can't think without you. During the years you became a part of me."

I turn around to look at him.

"I made a mistake." he gets closer to me. "Let me fix." I pull him away. "Please, say something..."

"When people asked me, what I wanted to do, I used to respond I wanna save and help people in need. And so I studied for that. And now, I can cure people, I can heal them. But, I can't help myself."

He looks me in the eyes.

"You know why? Because, since I met you, I stopped to be just me. I started to be you too."

I stop talking to breath.

"So, the only way of heal myself, is with you."

He looks at me, and he pulls out his necklace. It has a type of pendent on it.
He comes closer, and I notice that's not a pendent. He takes it off the necklace, and he gets in one knee.

"This." he says looking to the ring. "It's the promise, that I will never, ever again, give up on us."

I'm in shock.

"Marry me. Please."

I fall onto my knees, and he catches me in his arms, holding the ring in one hand.

"Please..." I sit myself on my knees, and I shake my head, and I give him my left hand.

I pull myself closer to him, and he kisses me. He takes my hand, and places the ring on my 4th finger.

I let the tears come out, and he takes me on his arms. And we stay on floor holding eachother.

"I love you." we both say at the same time, making us laugh.

"Guys, c'mon... get out of the floor. I want to go home." Callum tells us. "Oh, and congratilations." he says laughing.

Me and Marcus look to eachother, and we smile.

I guess I found the cure.

[ broken strings - james morrison ft. nelly furtado ]
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©️ Joana Fernandes Salvador, 2021