Our Way Through The Dark

Chapter 12

When seeing the ** you can play the song on the top !!

1 hour in silence.

2 hours in silence.

3 hours in silence.

As the tress past with each hour neither of us speak, neither of us look at each other and neither of us dare to touch one another.

I've grown up to believe silence was a blessing and that silence was something I should always be grateful for, when I was little I found peace in the dark; in the silence it was the only way to get rid of the demons that hid from the shadows. Rain was my favorite kind've peace out of all—but as I sit here today in nothing but the echo of the car engine and the sound of the wind blowing in my face as we pass each tree and the sun gets lower.

I realize in this situation. I hate the silence most of all.

**

I click on the radio to the car pushing on the button a couple of times before a song comes on that I know. Thumping my fingers on my knee before the lyrics come on,"Some things we don't talk about." I mumble playing with my fingers as my hair blows from the window, "Rather do without and just hold a smile." 

"I'm not going to apologize." he blurted out, eyes still on the rode.

"I never expected you too."  I snapped keeping my eyes on the trees not giving him a glance as he spoke, "falling in and out of lov-"

                Ashamed and proud of
        ,Together all the while
         You can never say never
            While we don't know when
                           
"Why are you so stubborn." he cut me off giving me glances on the side as he still drives.

           But time and time again
           Younger now than we were before

"DONT LET ME GO !!" I screamed my favorite part with a smile on my face, "Why the hell would u do that." I snapped turning to face him.

   Don't let me go
      Don't let me go

He had his hand on the radio turning it down, "Because I am speaking too you and you're acting like a child." He snapped, his knuckles turning white on the stirring wheel—he turned his head to look at me to show me how mad he actually is.

"Okay talk! fucking talking, Jay!" I screamed throwing my hands in the air and crossing my arms

Don't let me go
       Don't let me go
         Don't let me go

"Are you mad because of what I said about your parents?" he ask the song playing gently behind our words.

                                       Picture, you're the queen
    of everything
     Far as the eye can see
        Under your command