3: The Car Ride

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~Bethany's POV~

It's 7:30 at night and we are still driving. We haven't really talked much this whole car ride. Basically it's just him trying to start conversation and me being to awkward to continue it. Every few minutes I would catch him looking at me out of the corner of my eye, which of course caused me to blush. I wanted to just look him straight in the eye and be like, "I miss you, damn it!" But I can't.

"Are you okay?" I jumped a little and looked over at him. 

"What?" I look at him, a little confused since I wasn't paying attention at all. 

He smiles and shakes his head, "Are. You. Okay?" He says really slowly as if I was the dumbest person on the earth.

"Oh.. uh yeah. Why?" I look down at my lap, embarrassed,  as I mess with this piece of thread hanging out of my sleeve. 

"I just remember you always being really happy  and talkative." He gives me this award winning smile as he looks at me. I swear I could see a little bit of worry in his eyes and I wasn't sure why. 

I awkwardly nod and I look out the window trying to figure out why he could be worried. I jump as I feel my phone start vibrating in my pocket. I quickly pull it out and I look at the caller ID and see it's my mom. 

I answer, "Hello..?" I sigh, knowing that the school most likely called my mom telling them I skipped. 

"Where are you?" she sounded really worried and upset. 

I was debating on whether I should tell her I'm with Alex or lie. I usually can't lie to her because she somehow finds out. "I'm at the library reading about some of the stuff we are learning. You know just trying to catch up. I hear her sigh with relief.

"Oh thank god! I thought something had happened to you and I was so worried." I closed my eyes relieved that they didn't call her. "Do you need a ride home?" She questioned after a few seconds of silence.

I glanced over to Alex, who was looking at me. "Uh no, I'll just get one of my friends to drive me home."

"Wow, it's your first day and you've already made friends." I smile.

"Mom, you do realize that I used to go to school in this district?" I hear her smack her forehead.

"Yes. Okay well just call or text me when you're on your way home. Love you."

"Love you too, bye." I hang up and sigh. 

"Don't worry about your mom finding out about us not being there. It's your first day, they never call if you skip your first day. They think of it as first day jitters or that you still have to unpack stuff." Alex says with a smart ass tone like I was supposed to know this.

I guess there was a confused look on my face and he noticed, because he just started laughing. This caused me to be even more confused but I ended up laughing too. His laugh was so contagious. Damn him.

"Hey are you getting hungry? We've been driving all day." he asked while looking over at me with such a soft expression.

"Yeah." was all I could say and of course in the most awkward tone ever.

"Well what do you want?" 

"Oooohhhh I want In n' Out Burger. PLEASSSSSEEEEE." I pleaded as I turned to give him my puppy dog eyes.

He gave a small chuckle, nodded and said "There's the Bethany I remember."

I turned bright red and looked out the window. What was the supposed to mean? Did he really remember me from all those years ago? We never even talked after I moved. Yeah, he knew I was moving but he never made it seem like he would miss me, even in the slightest. Why did he even miss me? I was just me and he is him, he could get any girl he wanted, all he would have to do is simply look at a girl and she's all over him. I can barely talk to a guy without getting embarrassed over nothing. 

After a few minutes of a mix between awkward and comfortable silence, the music on his phone started blaring one of my favorite songs, "This is Gospel" by Panic! At the Disco. As a small smirk found its way onto my face, I just couldn't sit there anymore. 

*the whole song is in bold, you can skip if want*

"This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories

Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart

The gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds
But they haven't seen the best of us yet

If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart

Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart

This is gospel for the vagabonds,
Ne'er-do-wells, insufferable bastards
Confessing their apostasies
Led away by imperfect impostors

Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart
Oh, this is the beat of my heart, this is the beat of my heart

Don't try to sleep through the end of the world
Bury me alive
'Cause I won't give up without a fight

If you love me let me go
If you love me let me go
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
And truth be told, I never was yours
The fear, the fear of falling apart

Oh, the fear of falling apart
Oh, the fear, the fear of falling apart

Oh (This is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart

Oh (This is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart

Oh (This is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart

Oh (This is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart"

Once the song was finished, I was completely out of breath and my throat hurting from screaming, I finally looked over at Alex. I avoided eye contact with him the whole time I was singing, mostly because the whole time I was singing, my eyes were closed because I got so into it. He was laughing. Why the fuck was he laughing?! That asshole!

"Oh my God Bethany, that was... FUCKING AWESOME!!" Alex exclaimed at me.

I just sat there in shock while anger was boiling inside me. I still don't know why he was laughing. Why WAS he laughing. Do I have a bad voice? What was it?!

"Wow, oh my God Beth, that was so amazing. Your voice is so good. Are you in choir? I remember you liking to sing but not that much. Wow." he kind of remarked to himself.

Did he just say I had a good voice? Well, there goes that theory. "Then why were you laughing?" I blurted without any control.

"Beth, I wasn't laughing at you. I was laughing because I thought it was really cute that you just started singing even with me sitting here."

"Oh. Okay." 

Sometime while I was singing we had gotten to In n' Out and he parked the car. We were now just sitting in his car. He drives a black '67 Chevrolet Impala. He kept very good care of it, the outside was beautiful and the inside was extremely clean. 

"Let's go inside now, I've been driving all day and I'm starving." 

"Me too!" 

~Author's Note~

Heyy everyone!! How was this chapter?? Tell me how my writing is doing and what you guys want to happen.

It was really fun to write and if anyone caught on to that '67 Impala, we are now friends because I love Supernatural so much.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 23, 2016 ⏰

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