Whispers in the rain | charles leclerc *ੈ✩

Part 1 🩷 : Chapter 19 : Sad Beautiful Tragic

Warning : this chap is literally going to make you ball your eyes off. sorry for whats cmg ahead 😭

Jules 🌟
As I ran away from the crowd, I felt suffocated. The walls of the hall seemed to close in on me, the noise and the laughter becoming a defining blur.

I couldn't stand there lying about love, pretending that everything was okay when my heart was in turmoil.

I pushed through the guests, my feet, carrying me as fast as they could. My breath jagged and my chest, but I didn't care. I just need to get away. The fresh air outside hit me like a wave, but it wasn't enough to calm the storm inside me.

"Jules! Jules wait stop!" a voice called out from behind me, but I didn't stop. I kept running, tears, screaming down my face.

"Jules!" the voice was closer now and more insistent. I recognised it - it was Max.

I slowed down my energy wanning, and my legs feeling like lead. Max Caught up to me, his hand gently, rubbing my arm to stop me. I turned to him to face him, my breath coming in gasps.

"I tried Maxie, I really did." I said, my voice breaking as I struggled to catch my breath.

"What? Jules what are you talking about?" Max's asked burrowing his brows as he looked at me with a mixture of confusion and worry.

I wiped my tears, trying to compose myself enough to speak, "I love him, Max. I love Charles. This isn't just some fling for me. It's real. And it's so hard because I don't wanna hurt you, but I can't deny what I feel."

Max's expression softened slightly, though the worry and his eye remained, "Jules.."

"No listen, please," I interrupted, desperate for him to understand. "I've been torn apart because I didn't want to lose you. You're my brother, and you've always been there for me. But I'm going crazy. I'm losing myself. I dont know how to wakeup in the morning and look at myself in the mirror knowing how much I'm hurting him."

Max sighed, his shoulders, slamming a little.

"I can't keep pretending. I can't keep lying to myself or to you or to him. It hurts so much. And he means so much to me. And this week, I realised no matter how much I try to distance myself, my heart always pulls me back to him. I feel for him the way you feel for Kelly. And it's killing me right now, standing here, talking about love and how I'm happy for you, but I'm also also broken inside."

"Jules.." he repeated.

"No Max. You dont get it, I'm hurting physically right here," i said pointing at my chest. "And I'm sorry but if you cant see how much this is hurting me whats the point of being someone who loves me. Because if you do love me, if you care about me, please let me be with him, let me love him so I can learn to live."

Max looked at me for a long moment, his eyes reflecting a storm of emotions. Then, without a word, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his car keys, holding them out to me.

"Take my keys," he said, his voice, thick with emotion.

"What?" I asked, not fully comprehending.

"Take my car keys, the tram is very slow," he repeated his eyes listening with tears.

"What?" I asked again, bewildered by his sudden change in demeanour.

"Go, tell him you love him," Max said his voice, cracking. "Just go."

Tears welled up in my eyes, but this time they were tears of relief. I reached out taking the keys from his hand. " Max... I- thank you."

Max pulled me into a tight hug, his own tears, finally spelling over , " I didn't know he meant that much to you. I'm sorry. Just be happy Jules. It's all I want for you."