Spoken Lies And Broken Ties

Mark's P.O.V.

The eerie silence during the ride was killing me. This was the type of silence that I hate the most; sitting silently like a mute unmoving statue. This isn't what I was expecting from this ride. This was the first time where I've made the least movement during a car ride while a hot chick was sitting right next to me. Did she really expect me to sit like this for the whole ride when she clearly knows how much I hate such silent rides!

I turned on the music when the silence became unbearable. It was a nice jazz song and it was kind of eliminating the boredom. It was lifting up the mood. I glanced at Reb to see her reaction. When the song came up Reb's hold on the steering wheel got loose and light. It seemed like she too was enjoying this song and this thought made me very joyful. It felt like I was finally moving on with my plan.

But what happened next wasn't something I had planned. Reb stretched her hand out and turned off the system. And I had this look like 'What the hell, woman? If you didn't like the song all you had to do was ask and I would have changed it. There was no need for that.' I wanted to say this to her out loud but decided against it. I didn't really want to blow this amazing chance away. I gave her some time to relax and slowly and steadily turned on the music again and played another song, 'Just another woman in love' by Anne Murray. I had just started to enjoy the song when the music was turned off again in the middle of the first verse which caught me off guard.

I've had enough of this and finally decided to speak up now. It wasn't like I'm dumb or blind. I can see perfectly fine with my eyes. I know she is angry with me but I chose to keep quiet so that she could buy some time for herself and open up on her own. I didn't want to be too pushy but I guess it's time I get the answers. She thinks I can't see through her childish acts. Well, I can see she wants me to react and I will react in the way she wants me to. Let's show her how well I can see as well as speak.

"Reb," I called her name so softly with a sweet tone on my tongue to make it look like she was the most delicate thing handed to me with love. "I know you are angry with me because I didn't contact you for all these years. But-" "Don't call me that" she growled without glancing my way. I was completely perplexed with her behavior it almost seemed like she wasn't my Reb at all. Reb could never do something like this even if she was angry like hell. This weird behavior of hers was unsettling. The more she acts like this the more my anxiety grows. What must have gone wrong for her to behave like this?

She was like a baffling mystery to me now but I couldn't let her know so I tried to cut the tension and lift her spirits by putting on one of her favorite songs. Shayne Ward's 'No promises' started playing on the system. I remember how she used to sing this song aloud and when I would complain about the song, she would go all ninja on me and say I was emotionless. She used to believe this song expresses the true deep feelings of a guy's love which is rare to find these days. So, I thought maybe she would feel happy that I willing put on this song just for her when she knew I didn't like the song one bit. I always made it seem like I hated the song because of its clinging lyrics when internally I too used to enjoy the melody and its emotions and it never felt clinging to me at all. But I couldn't tell this to her because she would have thought I was too girly and this would have made the headlines which I could never afford after all my reputation was at stake.

"The f.u.c.k?" came out of my mouth the moment the music was turned off for the third time in a row. I couldn't stop it this time and before I knew it came out of my mouth on an instinct. First the cold treatment and now this. What is Reb up to? Hell, she doesn't even want me to call her Reb. Then what am I suppose to call her Rebecca? God, I never thought a day like this would come where she would deprive me of my right to call her that. Man, I was raging inside by this time to actually give Reb a piece of my mind. I turned my head in her direction to scold her but the thought vanished into thin air when I saw the look on her face. It was the first time in the day where the thing I was hoping for was finally happening, she actually turned to me but not with the expression I had hoped for. She was shooting daggers at me, it was terrorizing. The expression made it clear that she really did want me to sit like an unmoving statue. I dared not touch the system again after the look she just gave me.

It took a few seconds for me to go back to normal. People might think I was exaggerating the whole scene or maybe being melodramatic. But trust me if you see a girl who has always been so calm and composed, who was always smiling and never showed an ounce of anger on her face even if she was feeling like a thunderstorm from inside, having this kind of murderous look on her face would be terrifying for anybody.