Drunk mistake // lestappen

Chapter 6 : promise

Charles POV

I walk out of the room a little awkward after Max barged out in front of everyone and go back to my sit while everyone's watching. I don't understand why he made such a big deal about the fight we had yesterday. I just don't want Pierre to know so I hope he won't go all around telling everybody.

-What happened in there ?

-Nothing don't worry.

I look at Pierre to see if he believes me but he obviously doesn't. Verstappen, this asshole I tried my best to be calm for Pierre but he had to ruin everything. So I just finish my meal as fast as possible, because I just can't stand everyone watching me and whispering like I did something wrong. And just go back to my room.

The next morning I wake up pretty early to take my plane with Pierre to go to Saudi Arabia for the next race, but while I was packing my bags, I realize that one of my pants is missing, the one I was wearing the night I met the mysterious woman I'm searching for. Maybe she stole it, if she really have bad intentions I'm fucked up, I really have to find her. After I've finished packing my bags I texted Pierre:

Pierrot

We still meet in the hall right ??

Actually I'm already at the airport I'll
meet you there.

Why  is he suddenly so cold with me I hope he isn't too upset with me after what I told him yesterday. When I finally arrive at the airport and see Pierre. I wave at him but he doesn't wave back, it's weird but maybe he didn't see, I finally reach him.

-Hi have you been waiting for a long time ?

-Not really, now can we get in the plane, I sant to arrive there early. He says in a really cold tone which makes me understand that he is in fact still mad at me

- Okay

We board on the plane in big silence, I clearly see that he doesn't want to talk to me, once we're sat I finally decide to talk to him about yesterday.

-Hey Pierre I just wanted to tell you that I promise we didn't fight yesterday.

-There you go again lying to me, you couldn't even keep your promise and now you're lying to me. Do you think I'm stupid ? I'm just worried for you but right now I don't want to talk to you.

Without even letting me respond he puts on his headphones on and turns his back on me. Fuck why did Max had to overreact like that, once again I have another reason to hate him, and with the hours of silence I'll have the time to think about all the reason I have to hate him. When we arrived at our destination, I despised him even more than when we got on the plane.

The two days that followed Pierre just avoided me, I couldn't stop thinking about Verstappen and how I absolutely wanted to beat him this time, it was the only idea I had in head for this entire Grand Prix . I didn't care where I would finish as long as it was in front of him. During the qualification I've finished second behind Checo and he finished fifth behind Alonso and Carlos for once Ferrari did pretty good so I hope it'll continue like this this afternoon. As I was thinking of how I could avoid Ferrari strategist to spoil it all again, I suddenly notice that Carlos is in my driver room looking at me.

-Hi, sorry I didn't saw you have you been here for a long time ?

-Charles you don't have to put so much pressure on you, if you need to talk just know that I'm here.

- Don't worry I'm alright you can go back and concentrate on your on your own race

-Okay but remember I'm here if you need anything.

-I will. I say lying

He leaves my room, I could talk to him but he wouldn't understand, nothing ever goes right for me, but Verstappen, he has everything I want and he still acts like an asshole. After this I go out of my drivers room, to prepare for the race wich is gonna start soon, and I have to be absolutely concentrated on this race.

The race begins and I take a pretty good start but not good enough to overtake Checo, but I succeed to distance myself from Alonso. The radio turns on.

-Max overtook Carlos and is coming for Alonso be careful

-copy

What the fuck is Carlos doing?? We're only a few laps in and he's already almost behind me. If he overtakes me it's the end for me, I'm sure I won't come back but I absolutely don't want him to win. I don't even have the time to think about what I could do to stop him that he's already besides me. I know my car can't do anything against a red bull but I can't just give up like, the time slow down during the few milliseconds I hesitate before feeling the adrenaline get over my thoughts and I feel my hands turn right into him. I didn't mean to do this but I did and now I feel consciousness go away without having any power over it.

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Hi guys I'm sorry for taking this long to update I don't know if there are still people reading this but if you do hope you enjoyed and I'm probably gonna update today or tomorrow bye <3