Under the helmet | Charles Leclerc

~Chapter 15~

I start to unpack my things and I message Fred when we take off to Spain to say hello to Carlos. He says it's later this evening, so I had time to facetime Rosa and unload all of my emotions onto her.

Calling Rosa❤ ...

"Hey, you alright?" She asks, knowing I called her for a reason.
"He's such a fucking dickhead." I say back to her over the phone, she looks at my knowingly.
"Hey what happened?" She asks, I hesitate telling her about George, as I don't want that to surface in my head again.
"We just had a screaming match the whole time in the taxi from the airport to the hotel." I say to her, not going into specifics.
"I mean, you did piss him off last night, he was clearly upset." She points out.
"So? Why does he care, he has a 'girlfriend' so why does he care about what I do?!" I shout down the phone letting my anger get the better of me.
"He fucking used me, Rosa, I was his rebound after a 'tough breakup' and I can't sleep with one guy?" I question her, trying to make her see my side.
"You've both been unfair to each other, trying to get revenge of one another and trying to make each other jealous, which could end up making a stronger bond in the end." Rosa points out and I roll my eyes.
"I fucking hope not with the way he treats his girlfriends, sending mixed signals like that." I hint to her.
"I think you should talk to each other just the two-" She starts.
"Tried that, didn't work, ended in a screaming match and my hand being cut open." I interrupt her.
"Ok, well maybe both of you need time away from each other to accept what has happened in order to move on, without seeing anyone else in front of each other. So no kissing anyone in front of him, and hopefully nothing the same back from him." She explains, I slowly start to see the sense in her words.
"Thanks Rosa, I sometimes wonder where I found myself a free therapist to help me all the time and is constantly on speed dial." I laugh.
"Well, I never socialise, so that's probably why I'm always on speed dial." We both laugh.
"I've gotta go Maeve, sorry, Daniel is ringing me." She says.
"oooooo Daniel." I get cut off my her rolling her eyes and ending the call.

I look around the apartment and unpack a few outfits of mine into the wardrobe and unpacking some other stuff into the bathroom. I decide to take a cold shower to let off some of my anger and it helps. I get ready to go meet Carlos wearing a ferrari hat, white top and light blue denim shorts along with some trainers that I literally wear everywhere. I go down to the lobby to get to the airport with Viola and Charles, and Viola is already there.

"Charles isn't coming anymore, says he has some stuff to do." Viola says looking down at the floor.

"Fine by me." I coldly comment back. While she rolls her eyes.

We get into the car and the journey is quiet, too quiet, but it gives me time to think about what Rosa said to me on call, deciding what to do next. I meet Fred in the airport and he asks where Charles is, and Viola mentions that he cancels, he sighs, saying its too tough for him to see him not in the garage. I laugh at myself in my head at him saying that, knowing the real reason why he isn't going. We get on the airplane and I talk with Fred about Carlos and what had happened and stuff, however I had a really bad headache and I was really tired the whole journey.

We arrive and the journey to the hospital was silent, once we got there I see Carlos in a state.

"Ah, is this the driver that is filling in for me?" He asks, looking at me sat on a chair.

"Yeah, I'm Maeve. It's nice to meet you Carlos." I say to him, he isn't even as angry as Charles, even though I was the one who stole his seat.

"It's nice to see a female driver on the grid, even though it's not in the best state." He says, sitting up in his bed.

"I wish it were under better circumstances, I'm sure you'll be back on the grid, and I can race against you!" I say, trying to cheer him up a bit.

"Yeah, hopefully I can get you back, get all those points myself." He says chuckling a bit.