Crashed (a max verstappen story)

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Floras POV

I went to my drivers room to put my racing suit on, my nanas rosary beads stitched into the cuffs. I put on my thermals, and then my socks, i put my suit over top and then my boots. I leave my room with my balaclava in my helmet and my helmet under my arm.

 Before going back to the garage i went to see Arthur Leclerc in the Ferrari garage, well outside of it.

 Arthur and i grew up together, he was my first friend, first kiss and first everything basically, we had been friends since we were three. He was a year older but i was taller, Jules was his older brothers Godfather, and would go to all of his races even if he missed mine, but Arthur was always at mine and i was at his.

 I walked over to the garage and waited for him to spot me, it only took a second. "ahhhh imposter!" he shouted walking over in his Ferrari team shirt and hugging me. "oh shush, they'll see me stealing their stuff." i say hugging him back.

 "Wait actually, what are you taking?" he says now genuinely concerned.  "you" i say cackling evilly he just rolls his eyes. Charles walks over and greets me with a hug and kiss on the cheek.

 "what are you doing here, huh, are you stealing our secrets?' he says jokingly. "if Arthur is secrets then, yep i am" i say grabbing Arthur's arm and smiling deviously. Charles and Arthur laugh.

 " WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU IDIOT!!!!!!" i hear booming from over my shoulder.

 i turn around and see max bright red, arms crossed and towering over me. "talking to Arthur, why?" i say not feeling threatened at all. 

"No your at fucking Ferrari are you snitching or something?" he says quieting down a bit now. "No you asshole, I'm talking to my brothers, which I'm allowed to because I'm not racing for a cult, so back off" i say now physically upset.

 "your brother is dead. these aren't your brothers your just telling them our strategy!" he says getting in my face. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?" i say stepping back Arthur and Charles still watching in shock.

 "you heard me, you slut." i don't even know what I'm doing, I've never felt this way before, and before i can even process what's happened, I've punched him in the face, causing his nose to bleed, and him to drop to the ground. 

I climb on top of him, slapping and punching him. I feel both Arthur and Charles pulling me off off him and holding me back. I watch as a redbull mechanic helps max up and the two walk away, i drop to the floor and all i can do is cry. 

why would he say something like that? i feel Arthur hugging me, i get up and say nothing, i walk to my drivers room again and sit on the chair inside. i take a deep breath, wash my face and go down to the garage, i see Christiaan by my car.

 shit.

 "flora we need to talk, come with me please." i follow him to a private hallway behind the garage. 

"i know i did the wrong thing and i shouldn't have hit him, i understand that you wont want me to drive with you after today" i say putting my head down towards the floor. 

"no, not at all actually, although we don't condone violence and you will have to apologies, we think it was good, we heard what he said and you slapping a bit of sense in him is what he needed, we would love for you to continue driving with us." i look up surprised, i think quickly and reply.

 "I'm honored that you want me to stay, but i will not apologies for defending my brothers, whether they be by blood or not." i say, Christiaan sighs but nods we walk back to the garage and i can feel eyes all over me.

 I walk over to my strategist to reiterate the strategy and she says "That was really fucking cool of you." i just smile and listen to the plan, i walk over to my car, put on my haans and get in.

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