Driving In My Head, Driving In My Heart

Down Bad

! Trigger Warning: Abuse, Mentions of Self Harm and Jos Verstappen !

Max pov:

I'm Fucked. It was my home Grand Prix and I came second. Of course I was happy for Lando but it still hurt and the worst part was I was staying with my dad. 

I got to the cooldown room and I immediately froze. Charles was sitting there chatting with Lando about Luca. When he looked at me I could see the hurt, betrayal and anger in his eyes. I felt so bad but I had to do it to protect him and his career. I really did miss him and the summer break was hell. Danny kept asking me what happened but I couldn't tell him the truth. 

After the podium my father sent me a message 

Papa

papa: Kom onmiddellijk naar huis na de interviews na de race. We moeten een praatje maken. (come home immediately after the post race interviews. We need to have a serious chat.)

me: ok

I knew what awaited me when I got home but I knew I had to go.

"Wat was dat verdomme. Je wordt verondersteld de beste racer te zijn, maar je hebt al tijden niet meer gewonnen. Je bent zwak, zelfs die Norris-jongen kan je nu verslaan. Als je de volgende race niet wint, ben je een teleurstelling voor de naam Verstappen." (What the fuck was that. you are supposed to be the best racer but you haven't won in ages. you are weak, even that Norris boy can beat you now. If you don't win the next race you are a disappointment to the Verstappen name.) "Het spijt me papa. Ik doen mijn best, dat beloof ik, maar de auto is niet meer dezelfde als vorig jaar." (I'm sorry dad. I'm trying really hard I promise I am, but the car isn't the same as it was last year.) and with that I started crying, then my dad hit me. "Je bent zwak. Kijk je huilen. Verstappen huilt niet. Ik kan niet geloven dat je mijn zoon bent. Het zou beter zijn geweest als je nooit geboren was." (You are weak. Look at you crying. Verstappen's don't cry. I can't believe you're my son. It would've been better if you were never born.) He hit me one last time before leaving the room.

I packed all my stuff and then left as soon as possible. My face was red and swollen from my dad hitting me. I grabbed my phone and quickly called Danny. "Hey man what's up." Danny says through the line. "Hi Danny, do you think I could stay in your hotel room tonight?" I asked rather desperately. 'Yeah of course Max. I'll meet outside the hotel." He said cheerfully. "Thank you so much Dan. Be there in 5." When I arrived Danny pulled me in for a hug and took me to his hotel room. "Hey so I'm just gonna quickly go to Pierre's room to go grab some of my stuff from him. I'll be back now." I gave him a thumbs up as he left the hotel room. I picked up my phone and went straight to the contact I knew best.

Char <3

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me: Hey Charles congrats on the podium today. I was wondering if we could chat?

char <3: sure. room 407

I smiled at the instant reply. 

I quickly jumped in the shower and put on some perfume and a hoodie. Before leaving I quickly sent Dan a message.

Danny:

me: Hey Danny, I'm going out I'll come back later

danny: ok cool, see you then

I walked out the room and close the door behind me. I called the elevator to take me to floor 4. When I got in Olivia and Lando were standing there in the corner laughing at something on Lando's phone. Lando looked up as he heard the lift open. When he saw me he greeted me with a smile. "Hey good job today mate." "Thanks you to." I looked to Lando's right to see Olivia glaring at me. I knew she knew what happened but she didn't know the whole story. Lando went back to his phone oblivious to he tension in the air between me and the Ferrari driver's sister. When the lift reached floor 4 we all got out. Lando and Olivia going left and me going right. "Hang on Max." I heard Olivia calling down the passage. "Why are you going to Charles' room." not having a great answer to that I just shrugged and turned around. Olivia and Lando carried on down the passage to their room. I knocked on the door, after a few seconds Charles opened wearing just a towel around his waist. I looked at him and then his chest. On his chest he had huge scars that could have only been made by a blade, "Umm Hi" I said rather awkwardly. "Hey. Come in." He said opening the door wider. I sat down on the sofa while he went to put some clothes on. After a few minutes he still hadn't come out but I decided to leave him to finish after 15 minutes I started getting worried. So I went to look for him, and what I found horrified me. I saw him lying on the bathroom floor unconscious with a pool of blood around his head. 

a/n hope you guys enjoyed there might not be more updates on Wednesday and Thursday bc I'm studying so please bare with me for now, I know I've been gone for a while but I liked etc torture you so you'll have to wait to get the rest.