Hi! Sorry about the wait! I've been listening to my Beatles CD and you cannot imagine how hard it is to write this story when you have "WE ALL LIVE IN A YELLOW SUBMARINE!" and "LOVE, LOVE ME DO!" blasting in your ears.
However, I found inspiration in one of the songs and I'll give a donut to whoever can name it. Here's a hint; it's a Beatles song. Laugh
Random quote #7: "Is there a heart that music cannot melt? Alas! How is that rugged heart forlorn!" –Beattie
P.S. ((blah)) means singing.
Chapter 7
Cyborg kept his eyes toward the road. He didn't dare look at the boy sitting in the passenger seat beside him. He knew if he did, he would have to break the looming silence, that seemed to surround them in it's fog, and he had no idea what to say.
He sighed.
'What could I say?' He thought to himself wearily.
Beast boy shifted uneasily in his seat. He had his head leading against the cold window that was a bit fogged from his breath and he watched the headlights of cars pass them by. Man they were going slow.
'I guess Cyborg's just tired. Then again, so am I. What time is it?'
Beast boy glanced quickly at the green numbers on the digital clock.
12:06.
He looked tiredly back out the misted window once more.
'No wonder.' He thought, eyes following the next car. 'It's been tomorrow for six minutes.'
'Dude, what should I do?' Cyborg thought. 'I need to break this stupid frickin' quiet. But how?'
Cyborg racked his sleep-deprived brain, but couldn't think of anything. He searched around the car with his eyes. By chance, they fell upon the car's shiny, silver radio.
'Perfect!'
Beast boy heard Cyborg move beside him. He watched through the corner of his half-open eyes, as Cyborg turned on the radio. Instantly, the Oldies station came on. A guitar was playing softly and soon a man began singing a very dulcet solo.
((Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though looks as they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday. ))
A violin started playing a sad tune, adding its harmony in with the longing sound of the voice and guitar.
((Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be.
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly. ))
Beast boy stared at the radio. How could something so small know exactly how he felt?
Cyborg started to regret turning the radio on. Beast boy wouldn't turn away from it. He had this look of shock on his face. He made a move to turn it off, but Beast boy grabbed his wrist.
"No, I... like this song." Was all he said.
"Okay", Cyborg said, returning his hand to the steering wheel.
((Why she had to go, I don't know. She wouldn't say.
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday! ))
((Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday. ))
'How true.' Beast boy thought. He laid his head on the window and watched cars pass them by.
((Why she had to go, I don't know. She wouldn't say.
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday! ))
((Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
Now I need a place to hide away.
Oh, I believe in yesterday. ))
((Mmm hmm mm, hm hm, hm mmmmm...))
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