An english written fan fiction
After an incident, Sienna Moragatti walks away from her passion for F1 only to come back 2 years later and get roped into it once more.
There will be swearing, mental health discussions, and mentions of mature scenes...
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𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 ─ 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 '𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀'
"She's drunk."
"And how is that my problem?"
"Please come help me get her Charles so I can get Max to his hotel room too." I rolled my eyes
"Fine." I ended the call with Carlos and went looking for them. When I found them there was no doubt that both of them were heavily drunk.
"Thank you, where's Charlotte?"
"Oh, she broke up with me but decided to stay in the hotel room."
"That's tough. Sorry mate."
"It's fine, I'll just take her in." I intended on keeping the conversation brief before I grabbed her arm and spoke up once more
"Let's go." She rolled my eyes before failing painfully at her attempt to push me away
"Get away from me meanie." She spat quite literally before turning away.
"I swear to God-"
"Mate, let me." Carlos stepped in and talked to her a bit before she finally came closer with a push from Carlos
I grabbed her wrist and said a quick goodbye to Carlos and Max before making it to the elevator. I had to practically drag her since she was pulling at her feet. She finally spoke up while we waited
"Aren't you going to ask where my room is?" I roll my eyes for the nth time since I got her before speaking up too
"What room is it?"
"Oh, I thought you knew."
"Moragatti," I said with slight frustration.
God she's going to be the death of me
"Floor 3, Room 394." Of course, she was on my floor too. I rolled my eyes once more
"Good." We made it to her floor and I continued to drag her toward her room.
"Card." She looked confused so I motioned to her door before she got it out and opened the floor falling to her knees, "get up." I was getting really tired at this point
"I can't." This made me exhale with irritation
"Why."
"Because I'm hurt. I can't be alone right now." My eyes burned with anger, was she really drunk and crying right now?
"Just get in." I pushes her in and starts to close the door before she started sobbing loudly. I groan.
"Please don't leave me alone, I'm scared. I don't want to be alone anymore. I've been alone for so long, I can't do it again."
"What?"
"I can't do it again." She kept whispering it to herself before I decided to finally look at her. For a split second, I saw the girl in the hospital, scared for her life and in pain, pain that I caused and I caved in.
