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CHAPTER 16 || Christian

Danny: FUCK YEAH!!

Max: Thanks guys...

Max: So, I always slept in Christians hotel room because I had nightmares and was scared of Jos

Marc: And now he calls him Dad! 🥹🥹

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24.05.2015, Monaco,

P18...A DNF. His father will kill him. He has been roaming in the streets of Monaco for hours.

He is afraid to go back to the hotel. Afraid of his father, the shouting and above all the fists. The fists that will unerringly hit his eye. The feet that try to break his ribs and the flat hand that hits his cheeks. But the fists, they are the final opponents.

The fists that seem to hit everything. The ones that fit his eye so perfectly, the ones that have hit his nose far too many times, the ones that make his ribs crack and the fists that only cause pain. No hug, no friendly pat on the back, no loving boxer to praise on the shoulder.

He climbs back over a fence into the paddock. The same way he came out of the paddock. He scurries between tyres and car parts and looks for a place to rest.

He walks past a narrow alley before stopping and walking back. He walks down the alley and turns right.

Something similar to a flower bed is there. The grass is green and cosy. He sits down and closes his eyes.

As footsteps sound, he tenses up. They are not Jos's, he can relax again. Shortly afterwards, the footsteps fade away before they are heard again and someone sits down next to him.

"Don't you want to look at me?" Christian's voice asks. The voice that supported him. Not in an amorous way but in a fatherly way. Since Christian found Max out in Melbourne late at night after 11pm, he's been taking a bit of care of the youngest driver in history.

"I feel so pathetic and like a failure. I had a DNF. I failed. And Jos knows it. He's in my hotel room, I know it. His fists are going to hit me, we both know it." Max whispers with closed eyes.

"Know, know, know. What do we actually know? What do I know, what do you know. We think we know and yet we know nothing. We decide we know, even though it may be wrong. But we don't care, because it's not our problem. We know it and we don't change anything because it doesn't affect us. Because we are selfish.

The only thing we ask ourselves is what about us. Not what about others. I have tried. I wanted to be perfect, knowing I couldn't. I know I can't. Maybe it's the only thing I know. That I can never please my father. I race for him, I'm in Formula 1 for him, I'm his way to win a world championship. But what about me? What about me?" Max opens his eyes and looks to Christian.

"Oh, Maxie. You are a child. You should be in bed right now, watching a show or doing late homework. Not sitting in a cold alley with your boss. My boy, my sweet little boy, I would give anything for you to have a purpose in life." The RBR team boss murmurs and gently strokes a strand of hair from Max's forehead.

With a "Come here my son, come here. You are safe now. Dad will protect you my son." He pulls the now crying boy into his arms.

When it gets too cold on the floor, he stands up with Max in his arms and carries him. The young Dutchman looks incredibly small in Christian's arms.

Christian takes him safely to his hotel room and makes his driver a warm cocoa with vanilla. The boy sits on his bed and shakes like a leaf.

But after a while the door opens and Max squeals in panic and hides behind the bed in a flash. Christian frowns and says, "Toto, I wasn't expecting you tonight."

Torger shakes the cold out of his arms and asks "Visitors?" Chris nods and gestures to the bed. "Max, sweetie you can come out. It's all good." The Brit says empathetically.

Max crawls back onto the bed and looks uncertainly at the Mercedes team boss. He smiles good-naturedly at him and Christian murmurs, "My husband Max." He looks so puzzled that the two older men start to smile.

The story ends with a Red Bull Racing driver sleeping snuggled between two team bosses, even calling one of them his dad. Because there is an indescribably big difference between dad and father.

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