i miss you, i'm sorry / C.L.

Please be honest, are we better for it?

"Wait, they just called Charles in the pits." Joris spoke as they watched the race attentively.

"Wasn't Carlos in the pits?" Marta asked frowning.

Her questioned was answered when Charles' radio was heard. He cursed and hit the steering wheel when he realized he had lost the first position due to a bad strategy.

"No!" Everyone exclaimed in frustration.

"Putain de sa race!" Joris yelled.

Jo shook her head and passed her hands through her face. Everyone stayed in silence, the sadness and disappointment in the air.

[...]

Jo was waiting for Charles at the apartment. He finally walked in, she heard the door open and ran towards it.

She immediately wrapped her arms around Charles. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her.

"It wasn't your fault." She spoke looking up at him and he nodded.

"I know but it still hurts." He spoke and Jo pursed her lips caressing his cheek. He put his hand over hers.

"If it makes you feel better I made vanilla cake. I finally mastered the recipe." She spoke smiling and Charles chuckled softly.

"That definitely makes me feel better." He spoke and Jo smiled walking towards the kitchen to get him a slice.

She followed her. Jo grabbed a knife and cut a slice as Charles observed her with a smile.

"I also invited the others." She spoke handing him the plate and Charles tilted his head.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Your friends and mine. I invited them over to have some drinks and just relax." She explained and Charles' expression changed. "Is that bad?" She pursed her lips scrunching her brows.

"No." He replied shaking his head. "I just...wanted to be alone." He added and Jo raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I should've guessed." She apologized and Charles shook his head.

"You were just trying to make me feel better." He smiled and she smiled softly as he wrapped his arm around her waist. "I love you to infinity Jo." He spoke placing a soft kiss on the top of her head and she smiled closing her eyes.

[...]

Everyone had arrived. They had turn up loud music and were chatting and laughing.

Charles was laughing and drinking with Carlos, Checo, and Max.

"Take another shot." Charles looked at Checo.

"No, no, I'm fine. I'm already dizzy." He replied and Max patted his back.

"Come on Checo." He squeezed his shoulder.

"Ándale cabrón." Carlos joined in and Checo laughed.

"Come on, you took my win." Charles joked as he poured a shot of tequila and handed it to him. Checo laughed.

"Fine." He grabbed it and they clapped. He downed the entire shot and made a face of disgust.

"Let's go." Charles laughed and grabbed the bottle taking a shot himself.

"Hey Charles! Leave something for me!" Pierre yelled when he saw him take a shot.

He walked towards them and Charles handed him the bottle. Pierre took a long shot and they laughed.

Rose  and Nash were having fun with Lando and Lance. They were talking and playing beer pong.

Jo was sat on the couch with a drink in her hand. She kept looking over at Charles, him not noticing this, too focused on his friend and the tequila bottle to see his bored girlfriend.