Y/n sat on her bed staring at her phone screen, not opening or clearing the message. She read those words over and over before deciding to shower. She put her phone on charge and went to do her night routine.

When she came out of the bathroom Pierre was in her room.

Y/n: Jeez! Pierre! You gave me a heart attack... AGAIN!

Pierre: Sorry Y/n, I just wanted to talk.

Given his tone she concluded that this was serious and he really didn't try sneak into her room.

Y/n: Okay, what's going on?

Pierre: Is someone hurting you? You know... or anything like that.

Y/n: No, I can promise you that.

Pierre: Not even Luca?

Y/n: I haven't heard from him in ages. Sorry Pierre but where is this coming from?

Pierre: I know something is wrong, y/n. Even Charles does, it was the way you came home and spoke.

Y/n: I was just tired. I don't appreciate the interrogation. Now please leave, I want to get some sleep.

Y/n saw how Pierre was a bit hurt by her tone but she had too much worrying her right now, she couldn't think straight.

Without another word he got up and left, closing the door harshly behind him. Immediately she went back to her phone and saw a second message:

You can't ghost me forever sweetheart ;)

She decided to reply...

What do you want?

To talk

I will never care for anything you say

Fine. This isn't the last you'll hear from me.

At this Y/n threw her phone down. The thud of it on her carpet caused Charles to come in. He noticed the phone and picked it up and managed to get a glance at the chat but made as if he never saw it - he didn't want to assume anything and would rather ask another time.

Charles: Everything okay sis?

Y/n: Everything is fine.

Charles: It doesn't look like it.

Y/n: Oh my gosh, can you guys just lay off a bit. Not all of us have perfect lives all the time! Some of us have more important things on our mind other than stupid races and victories!

She immediately regretted saying this when she saw the hurt in Charles' eyes. He's been nothing but supportive and she just made his life's work seem pointless.

Y/n: Charles... I'm sorry, I never meant it.

Charles: I get it Y/n, it's hard sometimes but don't try push those who care away.

Y/n: I'm so sorry, I just can't involve you in all my problems, that'll be unfair.

Charles: I understand we all have our problems, maybe just try be nicer about it.

He walked out after this and went to Pierre.

Pierre: Mate?

Charles: Who's Damon?

Pierre: Who?

Charles: Damon. I know she's told you so much, so who is Damon?

Pierre hesitated and decided it was not his place to tell so responded with:

"No clue, haven't heard his name before."

Charles: Okay, then I'll ask her when necessary. ** Anyway, Silverstone soon, you ready?

Pierre: Yeah, I guess so. Kinda hate to leave this place.

Charles: You mean you hate to leave Y/n?

Pierre: Haha shut up mate. She's not interested and nor am I for that matter.

Charles: Oh please, nobody is buying that.

Pierre: Well there's nothing going on. But we should invite her to the race.

Charles: I agree, we'll get her to come...