The Only Man I Ever Loved

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After composing ourselves we made our way to the front of hotel where Charles had a driver waiting. I questioned to my self how long this man had been waiting for Charles and I.

As we walked into the paddock, I parted way from Charles and made my way over to Kelly.

'Girl, where have you been, you've been awol.' Kelly said pulling me into a hug.

'Sorry I was a little preoccupied.' I giggle to myself which caused Kelly to stop.

'The smudged mascara and the inside out shawl were enough to give it away.' Kelly nudged me. I pulled out my phone and she was correct. The mascara was smudged and I had been walking around like this. Thanks Charles for letting me know.

'It's Kelly and Stelly.' I heard a familiar voice call, the voice being Max.

'Maxie I told you, no one calls me Stelly apart from Charles.' I pretend frown, 'Hello Pierre.' I smile to Pierre who was with Max

'Hello Estella, I take it as you never gave my offer last night any more thought?' Pierre raised his eyebrow at me

'Sorry Pierre I didn't get chance to.' I smile

'Yeah she was a little preoccupied.' Kelly interupts making me blush with embarrassment.

'Right well I want to go wish Charles good luck before the race.' I smile removing my self from this conversation.

'Haven't you wished him good luck already.' Kelly winks at me as I go to walk away

I ignore her sly comment. 'Good luck Max, good luck Pierre.'

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The Ferrari garage was in sight. I was about 7 steps away from entering. I could see Charles preparing in the distance. But I was stopped by literally the last person I would ever expect.

'Estella?' I heard someone shout over the loud sounds of the paddock. I couldn't pinpoint the exact location of where the voice was coming from. 'Estella Montgomery?'

I turned and I met my match. 'Violet?' I said not too sure if I was correct.

'Oh my god, it's been years, how are you?' She asked me, her voice was a sound I wouldn't forget and her name will always be like a bad taste in my mouth.

'Yeah I'm great and yourself?' I only asked as I didn't want to be rude.

'Busy.' Is all she said. It was like she wanted me to ask why but I didn't care in the slightest. 'What brings you to Abu Dhabi?'

'Well obviously this race!' I respond not trying to be snappy but I was. 'I mean Charles invited me. I am here supporting Charles.'

'It's so nice to see that you and him finally made up after all this time.' She was clearly fake smiling. 'Is he around? I have actually come to see him?'

'You flew all this way to see him?' I asked 'couldn't you have called?'

'What are you? His personal security? His girlfriend?' Violet snapped at me. 'Let me guess. He told you he was sorry. He told you he loved you. Told you he regrets everything he did. Jesus, Estella you are so naive. You are a woman, he's using you for one thing. He told you all of those things to make you drop your pants. Do you really think someone like him would love someone like you? It's just doesn't make sense. People like Charles go for women like me, not some sad author. Besides, after I am done with Charles today, well let's just say I am not letting him go.' This is the Violet I remember.

'You can't make someone fall in love with you. Things didn't work out the first time, what makes you certain things will this time?' I question Violet.

'You can make anyone love you with the right tactics.' Violet winked at me, making my blood boil. 'Enjoy your last hours as Charles Leclercs girlfriend Estella because I am back and trust me I'm here to stay.' Violet remarked walking away from me

'I am not his girlfriend.' I called after her but it was no use.

Violet always knew how to get under my skin and I always think she knew that. After that interaction, I finally made my way over to the garage, with Violets words repeating in my mind.

Charles was now in my sight and I couldn't help but believe the venom Violet had spat. I was being used.

'Hey there you are!' Charles warmly greeted me as I entered the garage.

'Sorry, I got carried away talking to Kelly.' I softly smiled back. 'Good Luck. I'll catch you after the race.'

'Good Luck? You always know I perform better when you are watching.' Charles winked at me earning a chuckle from me. 'Are you okay? You seem a bit off?'

'I am just tired.' I lie 'I'll see you after the race.'

Charles nodded and I headed to my seat to watch the race. I decided to pull out my camera and start to vlog.
'So Charles is starting 4th today, I hope he can get on a podium today. Charles and I have always known each other. Back in the karting days, he used to tell me I was his good luck charm. Whenever I came to watch him race he would always win and achieve success. Let hope we can repeat that again today.'

I put the camera down and began to dwell on Violets words. 'You are a woman, he's using you for one thing. He told you all of those things to make you drop your pants. Do you really think someone like him would love someone like you? You can make anyone love you with the right tactics. Besides, after I am done with Charles today, well let's just say I am not letting him go.'

Soon enough, the race has ended. I pulled out the camera again. 'So Charles got P2. It was an amazing race from start to finish. I know he will be so happy to with the way the team worked today. Let's head down to the podiums to celebrate.' I filmed the walk down to the podium and once Charles was called I screamed out in celebration. I was proud of him in this moment, but this moment wasn't going to last forever. I filmed him up on the podium and I caught a clip of him waving down at me, the fan girls where going to love these clips I was providing.

But then I heard it in my head again; Do you really think someone like him would love someone like you?
I slipped the camera into my bag. I headed over to the garage to congratulate Charles in person.

'Well done Charlie. P2.' I smiled and clapped as he approached me.

'You know exactly what I am going to say.' He smiled pulling me into a hug. 'I've got some media duties to do and then I was thinking we could celebrate afterwards?'

I wanted to say yes, but then I heard it again, He told you all of those things to make you drop your pants.

'I would love to but I am so tired and I've got some editing to do.' I lie to him. 'Maybe another time?'

'Are you sure? We could chill and get take out instead?' Charles responded.

'You should celebrate.'  I interrupt, I don't want him to feel sorry for me. 'I'll see you around. Congratulations once again.'