Forever Yours

Chapter 1

I lay in bed as a naked Charles is sleeping peacefully next to me. It's been the 4th, no, 5th time this week that I have found myself in this position. Lying in bed next to this man that I'm pretty sure only sees me as sex.

After Jules' funeral, and Charles and I's display of affection at the Bianchi's house, Charles' dad said it wouldn't be a good idea for the two of us to be together. He said that Charles needed to focus on his career in F3 and not have any distractions. I still lived with the Leclerc family though because I still didn't have anywhere else to go. Which was where Charles got the idea for us to be together in secret. It started off innocent. With stolen kisses here and there but it then extended to more, much more.

At first it was fun. The whole sneaking around thing. Trying not to get caught in the middle of the night by Charles' parents. The text messages we would send each other when he was away at his F3 races. The secret winks he would give me while he was receiving his trophies during his podium ceremonies. I was like his little secret, and he loved it.

Now, however, it's different. Now he barely even acknowledges me when we go out in public. When I go to his races he will hardly say a word to me and only really looks at me if we are in private. He rarely shows me any sign of affection outside of the bedroom. This is not the same Charles that I fell in love with.

We've been doing this for 2 years now and it's definitely starting to get old.

"Charles" I say in a whisper trying not to startle him.

"Hmm" He responds with his eyes closed.

"I have to go, I have work in a few hours" I say.

"Nooo," He complains. He reaches for my hips and pulls me into him. "Stay for a bit longer, I'm not finished yet. I was just resting my eyes" He responds with a groggy smile. Those damn dimples. I have a love-hate relationship with them.

"Maybe later. I can't be late because I'm opening and I don't want to get in trouble." I get up as he moans in portest.

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I show up to the karting track an hour before it opens to make sure everything is set up and ready to go. I've been working at the track for the last year and I love it. Everyday I am reminded of Anna and Jules and all of the time we spent watching Jules practice throughout the years. I got this job when I turned 18 , just in time for me to be able to move out of the Leclerc's family home. I will forever be grateful for their hospitality and will love them for always but it's nice having the liberty to independently be on my own. I still live in Monaco because on my 18th birthday, Jules' father told me that I could have their family's old apartment. They had bought a new, bigger one and were going to sell the other one but they figured I might want it more. Which I did. That's how I found this job in the first place. It's right down the street from my apartment.

The day has been pretty slow, we had a mini tournament of 4 year olds racing today which was cute but that was hours ago. Every once in a while people will come and race for an hour or so but then they leave.

I'm scrolling on my phone when all of a sudden Charles' name pops up on my screen. I answer the call and before I can even say anything he is yelling. "Where are you?"

"I told you I had work today."

" I fucking love you!" He yells then hangs up.

What the hell? I couldn't tell if he was angry or happy. But before I can think about it further, I see his car speed up down the street. He drifts into the car park and slams on the brakes. Before I can get off of my chair, he sprints to me at lightning speed.