From Deep End to Surface and Everything In Between (Sebastian Vettel FanFic)

Escape

London, UK - September 2020

'Scar, you still don't understand! You decided all by yourself that you had had enough. You didn't consult me at all when you retired!' Emerson yelled whilst the couple stood in the middle of their lounge, staring at each other from eye to eye. 'So why should I talk to you if I don't want to continue my career!' His shouting caused a shiver running down her spine out of despair when she stared at her dear husband, seething fire when he shot daggers at her like she was the devil himself. She sighed.

'Love that it is not what I'm saying at all. My situation was forced upon on external factors that I couldn't choose.' Her voice trembled when the memories rose to her mind. 'I would have hoped that we could have talked about your decision. It's your choice and decision. I don't want to influence over your choice, I just want to help, if I can', She said softly, hoping her choice of words would calm him down, but he seethed the fire, even more than before, hardened look on his features. 'Emerson-'

'No, Scarlette.' She shivered as he never used her full name unless he meant business. 'I'm sick and tired of this constant push and pull from your side.' He spatted angrily, closing his eyes before he continued with average volume, voice laced with frustration.

'I get you're frustrated that you feel your life is over. I'm sorry, but fuck's sake, Scar. Get a life! There are other things in life than swimming and winning.' Emerson sighed heavily and pulled his hands down his face. Scar looked past his tantric as she knew he was fed up. She wanted him to think before quitting everything. He didn't have to end up like her, with no backup plan after his career. The void of nothing is unimaginable and draining as he would have to reinvent his wheels, as she had learned first hand in her case.

She hadn't been prepared for what came next, making her anguish when the words washed over her. 'I can't do this anymore, Scar', He whispered, looking pained and exhausted. The anger slipped away from him, leaving behind a broken man. His once twinkling and flirty eyes stared at her shallowly, haunted, seeking an escape. She looked at him in fear as she felt he was slipping away, no matter what she tried to do. He was pushing her away. 'Emerson, darling-'

'I need to step out of this situation for a moment and have space to think', he murmured, like the puzzles were slowly coming together in his head. 'I'm staying elsewhere for the time being. I'll speak to you later.' He stormed off the room towards the front door, swayed it open and slammed it shut. The slam echoed through the flat, emphasising that she was suddenly all alone.

She stared at the slammed door. Then, with insensitivity in her, she shook her head disappointedly. Her marriage was coming trembling down, and she had no way to prevent it. She hadn't known that she was the cause of all his insecurities, bubbling under the surface for years. How could she, if they didn't speak to each other? He had been travelling with his mates ever since they had got back from Tokyo. He had come up with constant excuses why they couldn't spend any time together, despite her continuous efforts to spend time with her husband? She hadn't known that he had resented her so profoundly that he couldn't bear to stay with her more than two seconds before running off to see his mates.

She returned to their bedroom like the previous episode hadn't happened with Emerson. How it could have occurred when the other party wasn't there any longer? Feeling drained, annoyed and fed up with not a single curios bone left in her body, she was keen on hopping into a hot bath to settle her nerves. But, instead, she took out of her suitcase and started packing.

Emily had insisted that she and Emily travelled to Monza, out of all cities in Italy. However, she never thought she would go without her husband to Italy on the eve of her 30th birthday weekend. Her phone rang, and she groaned when she saw the caller. 'Hello?'