Perfect Shade of Red - CL16

Chapter 16

Charles pov

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"Charles, it's not your fault" maman said for the hundredth time, slightly rubbing my shoulder almost to the beat of the medical machines. "It is, that bullet was meant for me" I said sighing loudly trying to signal I did not want to have this conversation. "No, listen to me Charles. She knew exactly what was happening, and the dangers. You might of been the reason it happened, but she made a calculated decision because she loves you." Maman said her eyes softening as she attempted to comfort me.

"I can't live without her" I whispered my throat closing up as I said the words. "tout ira bien mon fils"(all will be okay my son)
"Her parents are almost here, should I stay?" She asked placing a kiss on my check. "Oui" I mumbled back enjoying the comfort of mother.

"My baby" a woman suddenly said bursting though the door and breaking down next to Mads bed, a tall man with no emotion being given away from his face. "Um, I'm Pascale... Charles's mom" maman said holding her hand out to the man trying to break the awkwardness.

"Madyson's father" he shortly replied not seeming like he was to pleased to meet her, or me. Do I blame him? No. Im the reason all of this happened.

20 minutes, that's how long I sat there watching her mother cry next to her bed. All because of me. After a while her mom seemed to not be able to cry anymore she got up from the floor and started walking to me. I didn't want to talk, I wasn't sure I could make it though a conversation without crying.

Trying to avoid much conversation I immediately got out my chair and offered it to her, but still she just looked at me as if she was deciding how she felt about me. "Charles, you know it's not your fault and we don't blame you." She said her eyes softening, "that man was insane, Mads knew exactly what she was doing."

"Ma'am, I'm so sorry." Was practically all I should say, tears starting to slide down my face. "I know, she's gonna be okay, god will look after her." Mrs Fisher said her own tears falling down her face as she embraced me with a suffocating hug.

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We all talked for a while, her mom told me a lot of stories about Mads when she was a baby, victor (her step-dad) told me about the time he took her to Silverstone for the Grand Prix, laughing slightly to himself after telling me how she fainted from excitement seeing Michael Schumacher on track in real life.

After a while my mom and Madyson's parents found a hotel to sleep at an left for the night. They tried to convince me to go with but I wasn't going to leave her. Not now, not ever.

Quietly I pulled the chair closer to the bed so my head could rest next to hers, my hand stroking softly though her long brunette hair.

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A loud alarm screeched though the car pulling me from my sleep, a sea of doctors rushing to Mads as I instinctively moved closer to her one of the nurses practically dragged me out the room. I was standing on my tip toes trying to see in but the wall of doctors made me unable to see.

"Help her please!" I screamed from outside my tears drowning my voice out as a collapsed the the floor for what felt like hours until a man in a while coat walked up to me.

"I'm sorry, we did everything we could" he said sympathetically before immediately walking away. Every muscle in my body went slack, "no no no" I whispered to myself tears consumed me as a lay on the floor in a ball. "No" I screamed my sobs echoing loudly around the empty hallway.

"Charles?" a painfully familiar voice said pulling me out of my manic nightmare. "Shhh, it's was just a nightmare" she coed her hand softly stroking my check."you- you died, and it was all my fault." I sobbed my face resting on her hand.

Mads pov

"Cha this was not your fault, I'm so sorry" I mumbled the guilt consuming me, this was my fault, MY father was the one who tried to shoot him, I was the one who pushed him away and said I didn't love him. My lower abdomen was burning slightly, normally the pain would have put me in complete agony but what hurt the most was seeing how distraught Charles was.

"Cha, I didn't mean what I said...... I was just" I trailed off slightly my own tears slipping down my face. "My mom explained everything, why didn't you talk to me. Mon cœur, I would have giving you the money." He said still slightly crying as he lay on the other side of the bed. I could tell he was being extra cautious probably worried about my injures.

Also out of instinct I placed my head in the crook of his neck, his familiar warmth comforting me. "I know, I was scared. If something happened to you... I could never live with myself........ I love you too much" I mumbled closing my eyes as a couple more tears rolled down both of our cheeks.

"I love you" I whispered softly as I let sleep loop over me as Charles arms tightened around my waist almost to make sure I was still there. "I know, and I love you too." He whispered placing a kiss on my hair.

A/n

This is shit