End Of Summer ~ Mick Schumacher

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Delancy POV:

"Something's wrong with the engine. It feels weird."

"Try to finish the last lap, Schumacher is behind you."

Soon, he wasn't anymore. My car got slower and slower until he passed me. I was lucky enough to stay P2. Mick won.

If this had happened earlier to me, I would have probably lost my mind. I mean, I was disappointed. Just because the engine gave up in the last lap, I lost my P1. But for some reason, I was happy for Mick. I was happy that he won.

When I got out of my car, my team congratulated me. Then Bianchi turned up, hugged me, and whispered into my ear.

"Go and hug Mick. You're making it official tonight."

I nodded, making my way to him. He just finished celebrating with his team. When he turned around, he noticed me walking up to him. Both of us kept our helmets on. Suddenly, it felt like everything was slowed down. When we were close enough, we hugged each other.

"Would you look at that? Mick Schumacher and Delancy DeVille are hugging? Might there be something more going on than friendship?"

"Well, friends certainly don't hug like that."

This hug was different. Different than all hugs we had combined. It didn't feel forced. We both wanted to hug. It felt warm and safe. Also,  somehow watched.

"Congratulations, Mick."

I almost whispered, but he heard me. He didn't say anything, but he didn't need to. He only pulled me tighter to him.

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Mick POV:

I did it. P1. I was proud, but somehow disappointed. It seems like I only won because Delancy had issues with her car.

After the podium celebration and after I celebrated with my team, I went to my driver room. I need to get a clear head.

As soon as I closed the door behind me, I almost ripped off the clothes off me. It didn't feel like a true win for me. I wasn't satisfied with it.

Suddenly my phone rang. It was my mom. I sighed and sat down on the couch. Going through my hair with my fingers, I took a deep breath and answered the call.

"Hallo Mick, mein Schatz! Ganz ganz super gemacht heute! Gina und ich sind sehr stolz auf dich!"

("Hello Mick, my darling! You did very very good today! Gina and I are very proud of you!")

A weak smile formed on my lips. I knew how much this win means for them. Hearing them say that was the needle and I was a balloon. My eyes watered. My neck felt like there was a wire around it. But I forced myself to act like nothing happened.

"Danke euch, es ist ganz toll, ja." I even let out a little laugh.

("Thank you, it's really great, yeah.")

Since the accident with dad, I learned to hide my real feelings very well. It was hard, but if you're just a little bit stronger in your mind, you can pretend like everything is okay.

Thankfully, they didn't notice anything. When the call ended, everything got quiet again. For one second. Then I let out the sob I was holding in. Waem tears were falling down my cheeks. I bit my lip, keeping myself quiet. So no one hears. Ever.

Delancy POV:

"We're getting the next race, Del. It's going to be all right!"