speeding hearts │ charles leclerc

chapter 2

𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓁𝑒𝓇𝒸'𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝓋

As I was laying on the hospital bed, I could not help but wonder what had gone wrong with my car. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and yet everything happened so fast, too fast for me to fully comprehend until it was too late. I felt like I had failed myself. Everything was fine until the brakes stopped out of nowhere and I couldn't control the car anymore. But I won't give up, not now, not when there is a chance of me becoming the world champion. I still had 5 weeks for the Canadian Grand Prix.

I grabbed my phone to see the driver standings for the Monaco Grand Prix, Of course, As I thought, Max was in the lead. He's been a good fella to me all these years but the rivalry never ends. While I was lost in my thoughts, I heard the door creak open.

It was Roxanne. My heart skipped a beat as I saw her but she had a look of concern etched upon her face.

"Roxanne..." My voice trailed off as I struggled to find the right words.

"Charles" Roxanne replied softly, her eyes searching mine for any pain or discomfort "How are you feeling?"

''Better now that you are here" I replied.

She reached out for my hand and I felt an electrifying spark between us. It's been so long since I touched her. Part of me wanted to pour out my heart, to confess my fears and doubts to the woman who once knew me better than anyone else. But another part of me held back, wary of reopening old wounds and risking further heartache

"To be honest, I'm hanging in there..." I finally replied, forcing a weak smile. "It's been rough.... But I'm getting by" After hearing me, she squeezed my hand gently. It was as if time stood still but the world around us was fading.

Roxanne nodded, her expression sympathetic. "I'm so sorry Charles, I can't imagine what you're going through right now"

I shrugged, "It's not your fault Rox, You guys did everything you could".

"How's your leg?'' She asked still holding my hand.

"It's healing slowly but surely. I'll be back on my feet in no time."

Roxanne smiled. I couldn't tear my gaze away from her, the way her eyes sparked with warmth, the way her smile lit up the room, it was a sight I missed more than i cared to admit, a sight that filled me with a sense of peace I hadn't felt in days, If not years.

I missed her more than I could ever express, missed the warmth of her smile, the kindness in her eyes. And now, as she stood before me, smiling down at me with such genuine affection, I knew that I would do anything to hold onto this moment, to hold onto her.

As she turned to leave, her hand slipping away from mine, I couldn't let her go just yet. "Wait," I whispered, my voice strained from uncertainty.

She hesitated, glancing back at me with a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Is something wrong?" Her tone was gentle, her eyes searching mine for any sign of distress. I struggled to find the words, my mind still reeling from the events that had landed me in this hospital bed.

"I... I need to know what happened to my car," I managed to say, the words coming out in a rush. I could tell just by looking at her eyes that she understood me more than anyone.

"We're still investigating," she said softly. "But right now, what's important is that you're safe. You're here, and you're going to be okay."

Her words offered a small measure of comfort, but the burning need to understand lingered in the back of my mind.

"I can't just let it go," I admitted, I could feel the tightness in my throat.

"I need to know why my brakes failed. I need to fix it before the next race."

She nodded, her expression serious yet supportive. "We'll do everything we can to find out what happened," she promised. "But for now, focus on your recovery. You have five weeks until the Canadian Grand Prix. That's plenty of time to get back on track."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of my lips as her words sank in. With her by my side, I knew I couldn't give up-not now, not ever.

"Thank you," I whispered, squeezing her hand tightly. "For everything."

"Don't thank me ever again" She whispered and left for her other patient.

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