Charles was very bothered by the fact that Max had a broken leg. He kept telling himself it was his fault and he did everything to max what he ,maybe deserved in his eyes but actually didn't. He really cared about max deeply but he didn't show it because he didn't wanne look like a weak boy. He needed to fight back to max for his own reputation. He really wanted to punch him and the same time giving him a hug and apologize for everything he ever did too max and tell him that he didn't mean it and wanted to be friends all the time but max didn't wanne be and ignored he him and even became angry. It wasn't Max's his own fault charles knew, his dad told him too. Never be friends with the rivals. Charles wanted too be his friend after all. But max didn't. Then they became being enemies. And slightly charles discovered he hated max. But he knew it was because of how mean and cold max was too some. Getting out his thought as soon as he heard a voice.
"Charlie?" He heard his BROTHER Saying. It was arthur.
"Arthur what are u doing here!"
"I heard from pierre that u were here all day."
"Yeah that's true I'm here with max."
"Max?"
"Yeah."
"Aren't you guys enemies?"
" we are but I broke his leg.."
"Charles you didn't." He heard another voice saying. This time it wasn't his brother or other family members. Not of him and not of max. Well it was family of Max. It was max.
"I did!"
"U didn't charles!" Max told him softly. Max tried to keep calm because of how much it destroyed charles. He knew charles was thinking it was all his fault. But even it wasn't, and Max had told him already much times he still thought it was his fault.
"But why did u walk in like everything was fine before we had a fight?"
"You guys were fighting?" Arthur asked confused.
"Yeah" Charles replied back to his brother.
"You may not fight max from mother!" Arthur told.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't look weak!" Charles answered in a little scared voice.
"Charlie i know you're not supposed to fight but I understand it. You don't wanne look weak in front of you're enemies. It looks very pathetic. That's what I had one time. I couldn't show my face around the paddock for months!"
"Thank u arthur."
"Its no problem." Arthur told. "I'm going again" he goes. When he said that he walked put of the room.
"Max.. sorry."
"Why?"
"I told pierre I wanted to kill u.."
"U did..?" Max asked with a sad tone.
"Yeah.."
"Did u mean it..?"
"I did... I'm sorry"
"Couldn't guess else from my fucking enemie."
"What?"
"G-get out.." Max tried to speak with a little bit of breath. It looked like he was out of breath because he walked a marathon.
"Max.. ur okay?"
"G..." But before that he could say get out he started crying.
"Max..?"
"Charles I'm so sorry.. i hurted u too but now everything is about me. Look at you're black eye!"
"Its fine I did worse."
"What?"
"I did worse to my..."
"U did what?!"
"Ignore that."
"No"
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