Chase You -1- Formula 1

50. Well done Baku!

Qualifying results Azerbaijan:
P1 HAM, P2 BOT, P3 VER, P4 VET, P5 GAS,
P6 PER, P7 SAI, P8 RIC, P9 HUL, P10 RAI,
P11 STR, P12 MAY, P13 NOR, P14 LEC, P15 MAG,
P16 GRO, P17 ALB, P18 KVY, P19 RUS, P20 KUB,

Race results Azerbaijan:
P1 BOT, P2 (+ fastest lap) HAM, P3 VET, P4 VER, P5 GAS, P6 SAI, P7 STR, P8 RAI, P9 HUL, P10 RIC, P11 ALB, P12 PER, P13 KVY, P14 MAG, P15 GRO, P16 RUS, P17 KUB,
DNF LEC, DNF NOR, DNF MAY,

This race weekend in Azerbaijan was the worst I've ever experienced, like ever. In my entire racing career, I never had this bad of a race weekend. If I qualified bad, most of the time I could make up for it in the race and still be able to score points. Even the race in Sochi last year, one I didn't even participate in, went better than this miserable weekend. My first DNF of the season and I hadn't even caused it. I still hadn't figured out everything that caused the collision, but I knew Charles was at fault.

He made a stupid crash in the castle sector during Q2 of qualifying, meaning he'd start p14. Thanks to these stupid red flags, I couldn't set another lap and that made me P12. Many people were screwed thanks to this action. Lando started right between us in P13. The first few laps went pretty well, I had some great battles with both of them, but I kept my position. Everything changed when someone managed to park his car in the back of mine. I flew in the air for a few seconds and then accidentally pushed my best friend off the track. A street circuit was obviously very narrow, so we blocked the entire way through which made the FIA wave the second red flag of this weekend, both times a specific Ferrari with the number 16 caused it. Maybe this just wasn't Charles his circuit, or he despised me and decided to be a total pain in the ass. The action was still under investigation, even after the race. In my eyes it was obvious, I kept my line and Charles just went full-on Daniël Ricciardo and Max Verstappen on this same circuit in 2018.

I even needed to go to the medical centre, where it turned out everything was fine. It could've ended differently though. "That was quite an idiotic action from your boyfriend," I narrowed my eyes, this day was shit already and there we had my compatriot, making this even worse. "Well, you started it yourself, sleeping with your best friend? Daisy that's low, even for you."

I raised my brows. "What do you know?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. I lowered my voice and grabbed Max by his wrists. If he could manipulate me this way, he'd totally do that. He laughed and shook his head. "And why do you stick your nose in my business?"

"I'm friends with your 'half boyfriend' as you two call it now," He added quotation marks with his fingers. "And if you don't want the French guy to find out, you can better listen to me."

"Ha!" I scoffed. "Imagine how Lando would feel if you spilt his secret everywhere, assuming he told you this in trust?" I asked. Max his eyes narrowed. I forced a smile. "Thought so," I said as I patted his chest. "So, if you don't want to lose Lando as a friend, you can better shut up and don't tell Charles." He raised his brows and rubbed his imaginary beard.

"I know you don't like me-" he started. I nodded. So this guy wasn't a total idiot and actually knew he just took a dump on my mood? "-but I think you should tell Charles, he's gonna find out and if you ever want to go back to him -you still love him- you should tell him." I raised my brows. What did he think he knew about my love life, and what gave him the guts to judge me about it? "You know I'm right Daisy, you just don't want to admit it because you hate me."

I let out a sigh. "Just not now, okay?" I asked. The last thing I thought I'd do today was asking Max for advice, though I didn't expect getting involved in a crash either. Max nodded, for some reason he understood I needed some time to think and tell this to Charles without hurting his feelings too much. Sleeping with Lando during our temporary break wouldn't matter, but it was that one night I couldn't control myself. I was sure it wouldn't have happened if Charles and I would still be as close as we used to be, but I had no clue if he'd understand. I made a stupid mistake. I started to regret it, now that I thought about it, I was just as bad as my dad or Lucas. I couldn't blame them for my decisions, I should've learned from them. I hated myself for doing this thing called cheating, especially since Charles was a good guy. He deserved so much better than a cheater like me.