*8 pm Monaco A hotel near the track*
MAJOR TW
Self harm
Homophobia
"No Max you aren't gay YOU AREN'T" Max screamed tears streaming down his face.
Blood streaked down his right hand. A small knife in his left. He didn't really. know why he did it but it helped him, well for a few minutes anyway.
"Max stop it stop it stop it STOP iT you are an F1 driver you can have any girl you want. THIS IS NOT YOU he cried.
In his heart he knew it was pointless. It was always the same. Every night he hoped and prayed that when he would wake up he would at least be slightly attracted to women but it was always the same.
To tell the truth he had only realized a few weeks ago. He still held out hope that this was just a phase growing up after all he was a teenager constantly surrounded by male mechanics and drivers.
Max was scared, so scared and confused. What would Jos think? Would he ever be able to tell anyone?
Love anyone?
Make a career in F1?
*Earlier that day*
Max had had a shit race. He had great pace in his Torro Rosso but that French idiot Grojean had moved under braking and Max had hit him and went straight into the wall at T1
His teammate Carlos had brought him out to a club which was full of celebrities, F1 staff, Normal residents and everyone in between. Carlos had kept trying to get Max a girl to dance with but Max really didn't care. Eventually Carlos had jokengly said "What's up mate, your acting like a faggot or something" Max felt like a knife had just been put through his heart. He had quickly excused himself and went back to his hotel, just about holding in the tears on the streets of Monaco.
Before he knew what was happening there was a knife cutting into his wrist and everything was bad, so so bad.
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You forever ClxMv Lestappen
ספרות חובביםMy first book. Lestappen!! Hopefully I'll be able to write 3 or more chapters every week. English isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes As someone who's gay I've tried to include realistic moments of confusion and trying to come to ter...
