Escaping

Chapter 19: Going back

I arrives at the paddock a little late, so i'm currently running so i can catch Charles before he goes into his car. I finally arrive and see Charles speaking with his engineer. When he sees me, he waves at me and gestures me to wait. While i'm just standing there in the garage waiting for Charles, Carlos approaches me and greets me.

-Hey Beth.

-Carlos, you're not getting ready for the race? I say suprised to see him in casual ferrari merch.

-No, the car was too damaged. Would have been dangerous to go in.

-Oh Carlos, i'm so sorry, i know it was really important for you.

I hug him tightly, feeling his disappointment.

-It's okay, there's still another race in Italy.

We continue discussing until Charles joins in the conversation. When the staff informs Charles that he has to get into the car in a few minutes, Carlos leave us two alone. I take Charles' hands in mine and put my forhead on his.

-I know you can do this. 

-And i know that as long as you're in here cheering for me, i can do it.

-Then i'll be cheering really loud so you can hear me when you pit.

-I'd love to, but i highly doubt i'll hear you. He responds in a laugh

-Then i'll cheer mentally.

Charles kiss my cheeks soflty before getting into his car, and in a few minutes, the race had started. Carlos was in the back analysing the race, and i was feeling a little alone, so i asked Kika, who had arrived the day before, to join me in the garage and watch the race with me. I'm still waiting for her when i feel someone hugging me from behind.

-Hey girl!! It's been so long.

I turn around to see a smiling Kika. I hug her back tightly.

-Oh my god, yes! We really need to hang out even when there's no race.

-Definetly. And i think you have a lot to tell me about what's happening in your life. There's rumors you know.

-And you believe in rumors? I ask, smiling back at her.

-Usually, no, but it's not like i don't know anything.

-Okay, okay. I'll tell you everything.

I'm still talking with Kika while watching the race, when i feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around, only to find myself facing the weird guy from the previous grand prix. I frooze for a second, until he starts talking.

-Hey, remember me? I'm Ethan, we met a few weeks ago. 

-Yeah, what can i do for you? I ask, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

-Yeah, i want to talk to you. Do you mind going for a walk with me?

-I do mind, actually. It's the race, i cannot leave like that.

-Oh, it's only for a few minutes.

Kika, who was listening to our conversation, steps in, defending me.

Kika: She said no, what don't you understand in that?

Ethan: I don't remember talking to you. Stay in your place.

Kika: And you need to understand that she doesn't want to.

People strats to look at us because of Kika's yelling. The man then turn to me.