tu es de l'art🎼~ Arthur leclerc

3 (Drinks & Gossip)

Arabella's POV

TW: mentions of mental health, wishes of death, self harm etc.<3

After mine and Alex's day out, i realised that people really respect who i am in monaco. People had smiles at me, waved, whispered to the friends about my presence but nobody stopped me or interrupted me. It was reassuring to know that people out there truly do care, even if the amount of hate on social media made it feels as though i was never going to find peace again.

Alex turned to me, "come back to mine and Charles' apartment?"

"If i wouldn't be intruding," i replied.

"Of course not Ella, it would stop you having to come back out later and procrastinate going out any further." She smiled up at me!

So, Alex and i walked back to the car park at which i had parked my vehicle. As Charles had dropped off, i offered to drive us.

"Ella," Alex mumbled.

"Alex.." i queried in return

"Are you okay? Like really? i'm concerned about you Ella, i'm sorry to say this but you need to get your life together. I know you're struggling but i can't see you hide yourself away any longer."

"Alex." i breathed out, "i love you so much, i promise that this is my trying." "But i swear i will try harder, for you." i spoke out, but something in my stomach twisted. It felt like a string of my heart being plucked. I knew Alex was just looking out for me, but did she really need to say it right then?

The drive to their apartment was about 10 minutes, but due to it being a Saturday. Monaco was significantly busier, with tourists, fans, and people who just came for a day trip. Alex and I drove in silence, the only noise being the soft background hum of the air conditioning coming from the centre of my car. My head suddenly felt louder after Alex's words, struggling with your mental health is draining. It felt as though everyday got worse, as though i was never going to make it out of the never ending cycle, as though i wasn't going to live for very long.

To be honest with you, i had never pictured making it out of my 20s. I had struggled from a young age, finding peace in the overwhelming sadness and loneliness that i had experienced for basically my whole life. The other thing i had found peace in was to hurt myself. I had struggled deeply, i never told anybody. I had no one to tell anyway, I haven't done it since i was 19 but being clean doesn't mean you don't miss it. I knew that if i reached out, nobody would understand. So i kept it to myself.

"Its going to be okay" Alex smiled at me, as i pulled into a space outside her luxurious apartment.

"thank you," i briefly smiled back to her.

Exiting the car, the 2 girls made their way into Alex's apartment. It was huge, modern, it was overlooking the harbour. The kitchen island in the middle of the entry way and multiple bedrooms hidden behind closed doors. It was stunning.

As we entered, charles greeted Alex and i at the door before we entered!

"Enzo couldn't make it, so it's just the 4 of us until some others come round." Charles mentioned. The four of us being myself, Alex, Charles and Arthur..

As i sat down in the empty space next to Arthur, he took one glimpse at me before turning his attention back to his phone. I realised it was me who had created the unnecessary tension between us earlier. Going out had obviously never been me my thing, so as Charles was mentioning going to a club my stomach turned in all directions. But remembering Alex's words, i reluctantly agreed to go.

As we entered Jimmy'z (the main club in Monaco) Charles led us towards a table, at which a few slightly familiar faces smiled up at us. From who i could make out, i saw Lando Norris, Max Verstappen & Kelly, Alex Albon & Lily, Carlos, and a few other drivers from the current Formula 1 grid.
As everyone found a seat in the circular booth, I had somehow ended up next to Arthur. Just my luck, I thought to myself. Instead of getting comfy, I decided I was going to grab myself a drink at the bar, I might as well have some fun considering I hadn't been out in forever. Walking up to the bar, I received a smile from the bartender as he took my order; a mojito with an extra shot of rum. I slipped him 10€ for my drink before making my way back to the table. Some of the people had clearly left, or got up to dance so it was much emptier now.
"Any new music coming out?" Lando smirked at me. "Nice to meet you too lando," I replied whilst rolling my eyes.

As much as I loved my music and everything about it, it annoys me when all people ask is 'when's a new song coming out' or 'where's your album Ella?' I just wished to have a normal conversation about anything but.

Lando just smirked at me before turning back to his conversation with Carlos. I took it as my opportunity to apologise to Arthur. My sudden outburst earlier wasn't intentional, I wasn't truly sure what it was about.
I turned my attention to Arthur, who was sat on his phone. Clearly not wanting to be here.
"I'm sorry for earlier," I spoke up looking towards him. He turned his attention towards me and for a second I thought I saw a glimmer of forgiveness in his eyes but it was immediately shut down as he spoke.
"You really think I care about that?" He scoffed, "It really wasn't deep, I tried to support you and you denied it. That's that."
I was surprised by his sudden outburst so I just stared at him, not knowing what to say or do in the situation so I just got up and left. Heading back towards the bar. I didn't know much about my life but I knew I was going to get wasted right then and there, on the little bar stool I perched upon.
That was until I felt something touch me, someone. "Long time no see, Ella.' I turned my head around as I saw a man, a tall man smirk down at me. I sunk into my seat, my stomach churning as his words. It was him...

Hella spam

Who do we think it could be??? Hmmmmmmmmm

Unsure about this chapter... the next one will be a continuation of the club and then it will get more into Arthur and Arabella I promise <3

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