Chapter 9:Missing you

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Carmella has never felt this emotion before. If you asked her for once she wouldn't know. Of course she texted him everyday and tried to take him off her mind with work. She came overwhelmed with work.

However she did it to herself. Her mind was full of Carlos and what they were and if she was a one time fling or if he did want to be with her. Even if he did she would find it outrages, ever since she was little her mum had been telling her how she makes older men look at her and her chest, how slim her thighs were.

Obviously she was being told this at such a young age that she didn't understand, however her dad did. That's why the two of them had a better relationship then Carmella had.

He never made her question things he said. He gave her everything she asked for. He did everything she wanted. Always giving it in return she became a daddy's girl.

However good this part of growing up was when she reached the teenage years he became hard on her, shouting at her everyday but making it up with a hot chocolate at night. Slapping her every time she made the slightest error. He became mean and a part of her was glad he was dead. The part which was taking over her right now, forcing her and Carlos chats to a limit.

Perhaps the childhood was the reason why she had such high standards. Or the fact that every man whoever had ever talked to her used her for her body. Just like her mum said. They all just used her for her looks, her curves, everything but her. She was just the 5 year old girl, scared off falling in love after seeing her parents fight every night. Crying into her pillow at the sound of slaps coming from her parents room.

Though she didn't like to admit it, she had no one. Sure she had Charles and Pierre but there has been times when they would just ghost her. Even when they were in town they wouldn't talk to her. The memory of the other night came to her mind. Drunken words from the mclaren driver, Daniel Ricciardo.

"Jesus you are a slut. I mean we've all seen the way Pierre as been eye fucking you all night. I tell you i'm interested in you and you don't care now you say you've fucked Carlos? What next you've fucked Charles?"

The words eye fuck ran through her mind countless times. She knew Charles didn't have feelings for her but Pierre hadn't been asked that night. Maybe that was the reason they had ignored her the times whenever they had a race in Spain. It pained her to realise the truth. She hid herself from it many times. The real reason her parents broke up, the real reason none of her friends stuck with her. She was that reason, the problem.

Thoughts of what if she talked to her mum, her brother. What if Pierre and Charles only wanted to have a good time. What if all her work colleges were trying to get into her pants. The thoughts were overwhelming her and no one could tell. She kept the same look on everyday. The same routine everyday. Often she's thought about running away to America for a month or travel Europe. Those two things were plans she had with her father.

Talking to Carlos made all these thoughts go away. During the limited chats she focused on him and only him. Nothing mattered whenever the two were interacting with each other.
He was intoxicated by her. Not only her looks but her humour, her smile, her laugh, the way her nose scrunches when she's telling a story or how her nostrils flare when she lying.

She loved his brown eyes that she could look into for forever. His lips that were soft and turned into the cutest smile she had ever seen. The tanned skin reminding her of the beach and his sea salt sent.

All that said she was falling in love with him. However that may change when someone walks into either of their lives. Or someone comes back. Or maybe at all and they get the relationship Carlos has wanted growing up. A relationship with no problems. Just them.

Carmella 👀

I miss you. Good night ❤️.

Read at 12:34

Carlos 🏎

Please go to bed earlier amor. I miss you too. Goodnight sleep well. ❤️

Delivered at 12:35

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