Drunk mistake // lestappen

Chapter 7 : crash

Max POV:
Even after everything that happened with Charles, even tho I'm still extremely angry, when I'm racing I'm so focused that I forget everything else, it's like my only exit, but like every time he has to ruin everything for me, he had to crash into me, when we weren't even this close to each other.

I was already really mad before, but now I can't even contain myself. Humiliating me wasn't enough, now  he's trying to kill me?!? This bitch, is he trying to ruin my life? Without thinking, I instinctively get out of my car and run to the Ferrari, wich is just a few meters away from me, stuck in the wall. I grab him by his bodysuit and get him out of his car. I think it's about time we settle scores right here right now because I can't take anymore of his bullshit, but when I take him out of the car I notice that he's passed out.

It's always the same with this guy, he screw up but when it's time to assume the consequences of his actions, he always find a way to escape, just like yesterday. FUCK!How does he always knows the way to make me lose my temper . But this time I can't just let him escape like that, without thinking I punch him as hard as I could in the face, but when my hand goes back to do it again it is stopped by the staff that already got here when I wasn't looking. They take Charles and put him into an ambulance. The medics grabs me too, but now that the adrenaline is gone, I start to see the world spinning and lose consciousness.

I open my eyes and at first don't recognize where I am but after a few seconds of panic I realize I'm in a hospital. I didn't even remember passing out but at least I didn't have to go through the medias interviews about what happened on the track. After a few minutes a doctor comes in.

-Oh you're finaly awake I'm gonna call your team principal right now, he was waiting for you to wake up, but first how are you feeling ?

-I'm fine, I guess. I say without a lot of conviction

-Good, luckily you don't have any serious wounds,you just passed out because of a  lack of sleep and of the stress combined with the shock that the accident caused to your body, but you should be able to get back home when you want, just try to rest as much as possible, so if you don't have any questions I'll leave you alone.

-I'm okay thank you for everything.

As the doctor was leaving and I was going to get up Christian barged into my room. Shit I forgot he was coming.

-Are you fucking out of your mind !?!

-Hi Christian happy to see you too.

-Well I'm not, not after what you just did in front of the whole world. Do you know that you're action have consequences ?! Do you know how much time we spent trying to remove your "bad guy" image ?! Pushing Esteban back then was okay because he isn't the most appreciated pilot of grid and you had a reason to be mad but now that's totally different, that's Charles we're talking about, one of the public's favourite.

-It's his fault !! It's obvious how he crashed onto me on purpose !

-sigh* You really are stubborn aren't you ? Until now we've been going easier on you then on everybody else because we know you hate doing marketing but it's just not possible anymore. From now on you're gonna do twice the marketing work the other drivers are doing until the world thinks you are the kindest driver in all f1 history did I make myself clear ? Christian says with the coldest tone he ever used with me.

-Yes very clear I say that with my face facing down, I feel like I'm being grounded like a little kid

-Well then we have a meeting with the marketing team tomorrow morning I'll come pick you, but until then you stay in the hospital to rest and don't do or post anything .

-Okay. I say a little against my will.

-And one last thing

Hugh what does he wants now?

-I'm happy you're okay please take care of you and don't overdo it.

I'm relieved he doesn't hate me now but now I'm afraid of what the marketing team is going to make me do because of this bitch, I just hope that because of that I'll be busy enough to avoid Charles completely.

The next day Christian came back to go to the meeting we talked about but to my surprise when I enter the meeting there's not only red bull's marketing team but also employees from Ferrari. I turn to Christian to ask him what's going on but I quickly understand, from the look on his face that for now I should just shut up and listen.

-So if we're here today it's to discuss the accident that happened yesterday during the race. It isn't unknown that it caused a lot of scandals on social medias and wasted years of works on the image of the red bull driver Max Verstappen but not only it has also affected the driver Charles Leclerc so we're here to discuss the possibility of an agreement between the two teams save both of their reputations.

At those words my mouth just fall what do they mean an agreement? I don't want to have anything to do with him not after that night, after this humiliation, after he said it was nothing, after he treated me like I was nothing !! Just thinking about it made me so mad that I couldn't stay there it was suffocating. I stand up bringing all the attention on me and start leaving, just saying "I don't think you'll need me for this meeting please just send me what I'll have to do after you've decide" Once in the corridor, I finally feel like I can breathe. Shit that's not the way I wanted things to go if only I could just say no to this shit and go home but it's a well known fact how red bull treats their drivers and with the best car on the grid, I have more to lose than them if we don't continue together.

Once in my hotel room while I thought about what they said during the meeting. Is it real that bad on social medias ? I don't really goes on there that often but I decided to go see what they said on twitter.

"I always said that Verstappen was dangerous we just have to look at his dad to know I'm sure in a few years he's gonna end in jail #cancelMax"

"Am I the only one that thinks Verstappen should be fired for wha he did to an unconscious driver ?!? #cancelMax"

"How is this guy not in jail ?! #cancelMax"

"I don't know this guy or even watch F1 but he seems like a maniac"

And there were thousands of tweets like this. Wow I didn't realize how much of a mess it was. I finally receive the text saying they had made their decision and had come to an agreement with Ferrari and the first thing I'll have to do to upgrade my image was to go see Charles in the hospital in front of the paparazzi. Fuck I absolutely don't want to do that, this weekend is already, I think the worst I had in my entire life and all that because of one single drunk mistake. And now against my will I have to go visit the last person I wanna see on earth. According to the text I received a chauffeur should come pick me up in about 30 minutes, so I go take a shower and change clothes, I put on a white shirt with a blue jacket, I don't want to overdo it but I don't to look bad neither, for the cameras obviously nothing more. I put on some perfume and finally go to the car that's waiting for me outside.

Once inside the car I realize that I'm gonna have to be alone with him for the first time since we argued in the closet it's gonna be a fiasco. Arrived at the hospital I walk in front of all the journalists that were waiting in front of the hospital to know how Charles was doing. When they saw me they immediately came to ask me if I was here for him and what I had to say about the incident, but I didn't respond and just went into the hospital and ask for his room number. I'm just supposed to take a few selfies with him and then I'm finished, it should be easy. But when I entered the room, I was surprised to see that he was sleeping. I don't really know what I'm supposed to do now. Maybe I should wake him up but he looks so peaceful and right now I'm feeling a bit guilty about hitting him after the accident. He has a big bruise on his cheek, my god what have I done? I can't stand seeing him like that, I don't even know why I'm here he's the one that is treating me like shit so why do I feel guilty right now. I take a quick selfie with him without waking him up and send it to the marketing team, but I delete it immediately from my phone, I don't want to have something remembering me that weekend in my phone. After that I get out as fast as I could from his room, this time I was the one running away from the consequences of my actions.

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Sorry it arrived a little bit later then I said it would but it's a big chapter to compensate hope you enjoyed bye <3