Casseè girl

Chapter 23 ~ gone

I hadn't been able to sleep since the boys both left, at least they were at peace now. I sat up in bed wondering if I had made the right decision to let them both go.

I didn't want to hurt them, that's all. Although I loved them so much.

My father had gotten what he wanted. As usual.

I wondered if I should go and talk to him, tell him that he doesn't need to be upset anymore.

It was 6 now, the boys left 3 hours ago and I hadn't done anything but lay around since.

I got up and threw on a pair of dark baggy jeans, a black tank top and a cardigan. I never usually wore cardigans, they made me feel like a sad mum.
I didn't care right now, I couldn't care, there was too much on my mind for me to care about my cardigan.

I put my head down and flicked my hair over, tying it in a messy bun before walking out the door of my room.

I walked down the halls of the hotel until I reached one of the largest rooms. Soon to be knocking on the door anxiously.

A tired man opened the door, rubbing his eyes and yawning as he pulled it towards him.

When he saw me he became quiet, he only stared at me blankly.

'I need to talk to you.' I began.

'Talk then.' He urged me.

'Can I come in ?' I asked.

'What's the harm.' He spoke to himself opening the door wider for me to enter.

I stepped inside, into the broad, white room with an amazing view. It was a bit like mine, the decoration, but the layout and size was completely different.

'Alright, why'd you wake me up so early?' He says as he walked towards me, sitting down on the couch opposite to me.

'Arthur and Charles... they won't be around me anymore.' I told him slowly. Seeing the expression on his face change made me want to give him an explanation.

'Don't worry it wasn't because of you.' I stated, backed up with a load of sarcasm.

'Then why are you here right now ? Telling me this?' He questioned.

'Because I didn't come here to f1 for a boyfriend, I didn't come to watch Arthur and Charles fight because of me. I never wanted any of this to happen. I came to talk to you, to find my dad, to understand why you left.'

'I was too busy for you and your Mother, we weren't in love anymore.' He excused.

'So what you thought it'd be better to just leave ?' I pressed.

'I was a bad dad I know, but you didn't deserve me. And plus your mother did a fine job with you turns out.' He smiled for the first time since I had last seen him 21 years ago.

'You would've been better if you'd stayed.' I told him.

'I regret leaving every day. I missed you so much
Y/n.' He said with a lump in his throat.

'Can I hug you ?' He asked politely.

'Sure.' I replied, my eyes filling up with salty water.

He stood up and stepped towards me, his arms either side of me both soon tightened as we hugged each other for the first ever time I could remember.

'And I'm sorry about you and the Leclerc's, if they mean so much to you then it's fine by me.' He whispered in my ear.

When we pulled appart I wiped my tears from my cheeks.

'Now this is sorted, I might go home.' I told him.

'I know I could never make up for all those years I missed but, if it's alright with your mother, I'd like to come and visit you more.' It was like he was asking for my permission.

'Okay, I'll ask her.' I sobbed.

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I love this chapter. More drama soon! ~ y/a x