If Only..(Part 1 And Part 2 Included)(Under Edit)

Chapter 12 - In the end..

PLEASE NOTE THERE WOULD SHIFT IN POVs FOR THIS CHAPTER.

MADELINE's POV

It was late in the evening when I was going my way back home. I usually wrap up before sunset, but today was an overtime. Rex still did not contact me. I am always the kind of person who likes to keep herself engaged in work. It helps me keep my mind away from all those things that gives me anxiety.

Also, maybe I am overthinking. Maybe, he is just caught up in some work and failing to find a proper time to call back. But, at the same time, I am failing to waive off the bad feeling. Something seemed off.

As, the pushed the keys inside the lock of the main door. A notification flashed over my screen.

"Get ready in 10, I'll pick you up."

It was Rex. All my worries washed off in a snap. I was right, maybe he was caught into something and now he is trying to make up for it.

I hastily opened the door and rushed through the house until I was completely ready. 

After exactly 10 mins, the car honked outside the house. He is here.

I did a last scan through my reflection and made my way out of the house. I could feel myself squeaking internally thinking about his reaction after he meets me after a whole damn week.

But, as I got inside the car, I realized I was wrong. He did not even bother looking at me. His face was devoid of the typical warmth. It was dead.

I kept staring at him, with a hope to atleast get a smile. But, nothing happened. He was looking dead towards the street in front of him. 

"Rex!" I decided to clear out the bubble of awkwardness, "Things good?"

Without deviating his eyes, he replied in a low tone, "Hm!". It was more like a forced reply.

I decided not to pry in further. I settled myself over the seat and buckled my seatbelt, while I could feel him, looking at me from the corner of his eyes.

As, I settled myself in. He turned on the ignition and the car raced out of the place, leaving me baffled and freaked out in my place. The car did not slow down any minute. It was as if he was pouring out all his subsided anger into the car or maybe it was me.

After a twenty minutes ride, the car screeched and halted near an open space. The distance in normal speed would have been forty five minutes but we covered it in twenty. As, the car stopped, I could feel my head spinning and as if my heart was about to pop out in my hand.

"Let's go." he said in a composed tone while he unbuckled his seat belt. This calm scared me. But, I know, he is nowhere near that person. At this moment, all my confusions turned out true. There was definitely something off with him. It was clear in his eyes, that he was hurting.

As, he made his way out of the car, I stopped him.

His shoulders tensed up for a split second but calmed down immediately. 

"What was that?" I asked.

This time he looked at me straight in the eye and my breath hitched. His look was void. Devoid of the love with which he used to look at me. I failed to recognize the eyes, I fell in love with.

"You scared of speed?" he scoffed.

I can't believe he was asking me this question. I wanted to jerk him and scream at him in an attempt to pull him out of whichever rabbit hole he was trapped in.