i really didnt want to tell Max what happened but i promised. "w-well.. we started dating in formula 3-2.." he looked over at Max who was encouraging Charles to tell more. "we were happy together, but when people started catching on that we were always with each other they started calling us out, he started with throwing stuff blaming me for it, then moved to yelling and then he started to hit me.. i remember the first time he did.." Charles was close to tears as Max embraced him in a hug. "and then he raped me.." he whispered. "multiple times.. i had to sit in a car driving around with myself and i always thought it would be better if i drove myself into a wall.." charles whispered yet again. "its not your fault." Max whispered into his ear and gently rubbed his back. but the Spaniard heard it all, while waiting for his call since Fred didnt call on time he ignored his late call and text.

"Charles, he did what.?" the Spaniard said with a low tone, causing Charles to tense in Max's embrace. Carlos walked over to where the two were sat and crouched down in front of him. "mate why didnt you tell me?" the spaniard asked. "you had your own problems i didnt want to put more on you.. same for everyone really." Charles said with tears brimming his eyes. "i wouldnt have minded Charles, what if this costed your life?" Max asked his voice full of pity. "im fine i swear.." Charles mumbled. both Dutchman and Spaniard nodded believing him a bit. Carlos finally decided to answer Fred and left Max with Charles. "Charlie.? did you tell anyone?" Max asked cupping his cheek. "i told Jules.." he whispered getting a normal look from Max making him more comfortable without pity.

"Charles im proud of you for telling me. its not your fault." Max put his forehead onto Charles's. "really.?" the monegasque whispered. "yeah. very proud." the world champion said to his rival.