Way to the Glory [Max Verstappen]

Chapter 6 - The way I lost you

Just a small note at the beginning in this story Jules Bianchi is the godfather of Angelica, Charles has someone else, who has not an important role here. 

TW: depression and death, if you don't want to read this skip the flashback 

Flashback (8 years ago [age 15] 05.10.2014)
It is the 2014 Formula 1 Japanese Grand Prix in Suzuka, Jules invited us to come with him and I am sitting here with Charles, Arthur, Lorenzo, Mom and Dad, as well as with his parents, in the motorhome. The race is about to start and I can already feel the nervousness crawl up in me, but at the same time I'm really excited. I was always facinated by the fast cars and the sounds of the motors. Everybody was silent here, you could only here the voice of the commentator and the heavy rain drops, which are chrashing on the roof. The race starts, all drivers are following the saftey car, but after about 15 minutes the race was interrupted because there is too much water on the track. When the rain got softer, the race re-started, but again behind the saftey car. Some drivers, like for example Lewis told over the team radio, that his grip was okay, while Sebastian complained about aquaplaning at low speed. After everyone changed to the intermediate tire, Nico Rosberg was leading in front of Hamilton, Button, Bottas, Massa, Vettel and Ricciardo. The track got drier and then in lap 25 DRS got enabled, but the rain came back heavier again and in lap 41 Sutil aquaplaned into the outside tyre barrier at the left-hand Dunlop Curve. "They should give out Safety car or red flag, not just Double-Yellow" I murmured, not having a good feeling and Charles nodded next to me. Now we were in lap 41, everything looked fine, Jules through curve 6 and now at curve 7. He lost the controll of his car and is veering right towards the run-off area on the outside the Dunlop Curve. "NOO JULES!" I yelled, gasping of what I just saw, he now collided with the left-rear wheel of the tractor crane. "No, Nonono, this can't be true" I whispered the others around me were as shocked as me. My brothers pulled me in for a hug, but my eyes were like glued at the TV-screen. Over the team radio his engineer asked several times, if he was okay, but therer came no answer. "Jules, please say something" the first tears fell down and I let out a shaky breath "Calm down, he will be okay. He will be fine." Dad told me while stroking my hair. "Can we please follow him into hospital? Now?" I asked worried while the tears are streaming down my cheeks.  "Of course Darling" my mom answered

We were at the hospital, Jules is getting an emergency surgery, the doctors told us, that his condition is critical, which made me cry even more. We are really close, he is my uncle, best friend and one of my biggest supporter at the same time.
After 4 hours the doctor came back "He is now in an artificial coma. We don't know if he will survive it, he had many injuries and internal bleedings."  "Can we... can we take a look at him?" I asked between sobs "Not more than 3 people" so his mom, dad and I went to him "Jules" i whispered without any energy "Jules, if you can hear me, please you have to do this. Fight for me, you know I need you. Please" the situation was so unreal, yesterday we were together talking about the race and now we don't know if it was his last race
The last minutes we had together, our last talk forever.

2 months before the accident
"Jules, I don't know if I can do this. It is like everyone is getting better. Is moving on and I stay in the same place. I don't know if I will ever be in the worldcup." "Hey look at me. Ane you are so strong you are always getting better, step by step. You will be the best one day. One day you will win the world cup. Will be on top of the field. Do you not see how good you are now? Your trainer is always telling me how proud he is. You are learning fast and are a natural talent." "But it seems like everyone is better, I don't want to be at my first worldcup and  look like a fool." "You won't, you will be there and when the world watches you, you will be unstoppable. If you will not climb there, because you are scared the world will never see you. Go and show them how you are. The powergirl which is inside you. Do it for me please, I'll be there and cheer for you." he is just precious "and now come here" he said and closed me in a tight hug "You promise me to be at my first worldcup? Even if there is at a race weekend?" I asked "Of course, I love racing it is my passion, but I have to support my little godchild." "Thanks Jules, you are simply the best"