«You maniac.» Two words that hit him like a punch in the gut. It's noticeable, he can see the anger flowing away from his eyes and being replaced by awareness of what he just said and did. «Oh God Charlie, you meant wrong. I didn't- I just want your back. I just want us back, as we were since a month ago. I'm so sorry babe.»
This nickname drives him mad. «Babe? Are you fucking serious? After all the shit you threw at me, after the things you told the whole world? You dare to call me babe? Get out from my house Verstappen. I don't want to see your disgusting face anymore.»
He can see his face changing again. His expression changes from neutral to angry. Very, very angry. «Disgusting face, Leclerc? I didn't remember you hated it that much. In fact, I can remember quite well that you called me 'ma beauté' very often in the past five months. Am I wrong? Anyway, I can't understand why you are so mad. I just told the truth.»
What. The. Fuck.
«What the hell are you saying? You really think that I am crazy? That I am not worth being where I am? That I reached F1 just because of my back story and my 'cute face'? Where did all the 'schatje', 'engel' and 'schoonheid' go?»
He bursts into laughter. A laughter without Joy.
«Do you really-» He can barely speak. «Do you really think I felt those things for you? That I wasn't just pretending? Do you really - Oh gosh - I know you're not stupid but this makes me doubt. I just wanted to try. When we met at that party I was looking for somebody to experiment with, but then I found you. I have to admit it, you were beautiful and damn your blowjobs were magic, but» He shrugs «That was just sex. And fun.»
«So you never loved me? The past five months were just a lie?»
«Nah, I dated you just for see how further would this have gone. But-»
«You are a maniac. You are a fucking maniac.»
«Let me finish. I was telling you that I want you back, really. During this month I fell in love with you.»
Charles gets closer to Max, nearly getting their foreheads together.
«Oh, Max. . .»
The Dutchman gets his lips closer to the Monegasque's.
«You. Repel. Me.»
The blonde snaps back in a second. His blue eyes are bigger than normal. He didn't expect that kind of reaction from the brunet.
«Get out from my house. It's the second time I have to tell you, if you don't exit now I'll call the security.»
«So you don't believe me? I've just told you that I love you. What else do you need?»
«Max, I don't know if you can get it. You told the whole world that I have mental illness, that I'm a psychopath, that I am a stalker and all the fake things you know you told me. You deceived me for five months telling me that you loved me, that I was the most precious thing you had, and then I discovered you were just pretending because you were curious? Do you really think that I will forgive you because of three stupid words?»
«Oh, schatje, I didn't mean to cause a media frenzy or to do this to you. I just told a couple of my closest friends about your problems, I needed somebody to speak with, because taking care of you was tiring. I just spoke with some of my friends. . . »
«No, I know you didn't, you know you didn't. How long will you lie to yourself? You've disappointed me. Now, I want you out of my house and out of my life. See you on track.»
He shuts the door and lets out a breath. He needs to call Pierre now. He needs to forget the past five months.
~~~One month before~~~
«Damn, I swear he's a psychopath or something like that. The other day I caught him crying because he dreamt about Bianchi.»
They're in a nightclub, Lando, Max and some oh his friends.
«Man, he must have something wrong. Yesterday I found him staring at me while I was undressing. He's a fucking watcher.»
All the Dutchman's friends are laughing, but suddenly somebody asks:
«Why are you dating him then?»
«Huh, I just wanted somebody to experiment with. It's funny to see how much he believes. And damn, he knows how to work with his mouth, you know what I mean. I am dating him just for a laugh, in fact I can't stand him. He is so boring.»
A dangerous light sparkles in his eyes. «But I'll change things soon. I want the world to know the truth.»
Lando can't stand this anymore.
« Max, are you serious? That poor boy went through an enormous amount of shit. Do you really want to make things worse?»
«Lando, I don't know if you get it. I. Don't. Care.»
«Well, bye then. See you on track.»
Lando gets out from the nightclub and rushes to the Monegasque's flat. He rings the bell multiple times, but no one answers. After a few minutes, a sleepy and tired Charles opens the door muttering French stuff about pissing people.
«Charles, listen to me please, pay attention to what I am going to say.» Damn Lando, it's 2:00 a.m. What do you need to say? Come in.»
They sit on the couch. «Listen Charles, before I came here, I was at Max's. He. . . he was talking about you.»
«What did he say then? I'm curious now.»
Suddenly a notification distracts them, the weird thing is that it comes from both of their phones simultaneously.
As soon as Charles reads it, his eyes fill in tears. When Lando sees it, he whispers: «He didn't do that.»
The notification is a post from F1's accounts. It says: "Shocking revelations from the World Campion: he describes Charles Leclerc as 'Dangerous and mentally unstable individual. In fact, he's a true psychopath.' he says. Full interview on our channel."
«L-Lando, I want to stay alone for a while, thanks. See you on track. . .at least I hope so.»
«Ok Charlie. Do you want me to call Pierre?»
«Thanks. Was this the thing you wanted to tell me?»
«Ehm. . . yes, but he- he said other things. I don't know if you are in the right mood to hear them.»
«No, Lando, tell me. I'm already in a bad mood, I prefer to know everything now.»
«Are you sure? Well, he said. . .» the British takes a deep breath. «He said that he's dating you just to laugh at you. He said that he founds funny how you believe to how he pretends.»
Fuck.
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Hey, questa l'ho scritta in inglese perché secondo me ha un effetto migliore. Ho preso come ispirazione la canzone 'Maniac' di Conan Gray. Se volete una traduzione in italiano, informatemi e provvederò a riscriverla.
So che non c'entra ma sono troppo gasata, sono arrivata quinta ai regionali e ancora non ci credo 🤟
Ah, domani esce il nuovo capitolo dell'altra storia!!! Spero vi piaccia :3
Adios! 👋
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