when the visor goes down | formula one oneshots

don't blame me - charlos

"For you I would cross the line, I would waste my time, I would loose my mind."

[this will be an alternative universe oneshot]

Everything was beige, bright and glamorous. 

The room was filled with people in expensive dresses and suits. You could hear some laugher, some serious conversations and a small orchester playing quietly.

Waiters were hushing around, trying not to look like they're totally stressed out by the amount of people that wanted champagne and some small bites from their trays.

It was one of these charity events that were in fact, more about being seen and to be seen, than about anything else.

Charles despised these. 

He went, of course but only for two reasons though.

The first one was, that he actually wanted to do something good. The second one was, that he was still the face of his own company. So, he needed to represent it.

It's stupid, he thought. He has to attend all these kind of events, just to get some positive press. He needs to talk to other people from the business and pretend he's interested in what they say.

He could have serious conversations and do good, without all the fake smiles and overpriced fashion pieces. Sadly, it was impossible in the world he lived in now.

When he founded his multi-million-dollar car brand back in the day, he had no idea all of this would become a big part of his life. He used to think that he would be working in the factory all day, turning his visions into reality. What a silly thought.

Nevertheless, founding Tesla was his biggest and proudest achievement. He probably shouldn't complain, but these things were truly his worst nightmare.

Speaking of, another nightmare of his just entered the room and of course, he was not alone.

Beside him was a beautiful, skinny blonde woman. 

Some other not so important men, were swarming around him, probably all trying to get his attention, which none of them would succeed in anyway.

It was Carlos Sainz Vazquez de Castro.

Son of Carlos Sainz Sr., the founder of Mercedes Benz, who gave all of his empire, to his beloved son five years ago. 

Since the overtake, the brand has been greater than ever and everyone was trying to get a place on that table or at least nearby.

Not Charles though. 

He had his own, very successful brand. There was some rivalry on the market, even though they sell different kind of cars. So, from the business perspective, it wouldn't really make sense.

The reason the two of them haven't worked together, even though there would be some chances they both would succeed from it, were more personal.

Carlos was everything Charles despised.

He knew Carlos better than everyone and had seen him change. Changed into someone Charles wished, he didn't knew.

Carlos became a gifted son, who got his whole future laid into his hands, without working hard for even a second. On top of that, he turned arrogant and truly unbearable over the years.

Before all of that, he once was Charles best friend, probably more.

Charles remembered the times like they were yesterday.