My Fire -Charles Leclerc

Chapter 44-new flame

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"When are you not working though?" Charles asks as we walk up the beach

"Actually a lot" I say as he turns to look at me giving me a funny look.

"What do you mean, almost every time we talk you're always like, hold on let me finish this email or hold on I have to call you back I have a meeting." He says as I laugh

"Even today when I sat down with you, you were working" he says

"I mean but it doesn't feel like that for me" I defend as he smiles

"Great choice, with the beach. I totally would've just said near the track but this is much better" he says

"Yeah, my mom used to live here, actually like 20 minutes away from the track is the house she grew up in. But I used to come visit my grandparents all the time" I smile thinking of memories with my grandparents in the summer

"Actually the only memories I have of my mother were here at this beach, with my dad and her parents." I add

"Do you see your grandparents anymore?" He asks

"Well my Grandfather Passed away when I was 10, and my grandmother went back to Italy after, I visited her every summer with my dad until he died. And even after, i continued going but just every other summer, until a month before I turned 20 she died." I explain

"That's a lot."he exhales as I shrug

"I still have my grandma on my fathers side but she and my dad didn't have the greatest relationship and even if they did, she has dementia so she doesn't really remember me that well." I say

"Your very tough, I'll give it to you. Matter of a fact I'll give it to you wrapped in a bow on a silver platter. You've just dealt with so much. And your whole life too, it's insane" he says

"I deal with it in my own ways ." I chuckle

"Do you ever think what it would be like if things were different" he asks and I shake my head

"I used to. But I realized it really wasn't worth making myself upset over. I couldn't change anything and I don't know where is he if things were different" I explain

"But let's not talk about that anymore it's depressing" I add chucking at myself

"What would you rather talk about?" He asks

"Maybe how you actually feel about these races and their results?" I suggest anf a slight grin appears on my face

"I mean yeah, im worried. It's not been a good start, and yeah the car hasn't really been reliable and the most painfully obvious part is no im not happy with it" he says

"Walk me through it" I say

"It's just frustrating, I give everything- Car doesn't deliver. It's the same thing every weekend between that, miscommunications with engineers and just everything that you wouldn't imagine happens in a formula one team." He says

"I mean you had a good finish last weekend, maybe they figured it out." I suggest

"P7 begs to differ with you. I had pole last weekend and I still got third, I have no idea what I'm going to do from 7th." He groans as I stop and give him a look

"Oh I'm sorry, positivity." He chuckles

"No, no. I just think you've decided your fate too early" I shrug as we continue walking

"How is your head feeling?" He asks

"It still hurts a little but it's bareable." I say as he nods

"What are you feeling like doing when we get back?" He asks