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Jungkook's POV

I pressed my foot on the gas as I sped up on the highway.

I tend to drive faster when I'm angry or uncomfortable. It's just a habit that always calms me down.

I could see him holding on to the seatbelt for  his dear life but I couldn't slow down.

I needed to calm myself down before I say or do something to him  that I will regret.

Sometimes I just do stuff without thinking and it hurts others. I know it does but I can't help it.

I don't know how to stop myself from doing these things so the best thing I can do is keep myself calm at all times.

The problem is that taehyung  is a very irritating person. I can't always keep myself calm when he is around.
he will continue and continue until I snap.

It's like he gets off on that shit.
he just doesn't listen.
I've lost my cool on him  many times and did some soft stuff to him like shouting and choking him.

Those were enough to break him.

I know he couldn't be able to handle anything else from me so here I am pressing my foot on the gas to calm myself down.

I hoping that I will never have to lay hands on him and do something that we don't want.

I turned into the parking lot of the dance studio and parked my car in the first spot I saw.

I turned off the engine and waited for him to come out but  he didn't. he just sat with me in silence.

he liked to be around me. I've been noticing it for a while now.

It makes me uncomfortable.
I'm not use to this kind of stuff.
I was an only child and then when my parents died, I was just alone.

Yooni was there yes but he couldn't really anything to help me. I felt how I felt but I dealt with it...kind of.

"Get out," I said as I looked in front of me and stared at the passing cars who were still on the highway.

"What about you? Are you staying out here, coming inside or are you leaving?" he asked but I didn't reply to him.

I turned to my head slightly so that I could see his  face and he was giving me that look.

"Why did I even bother asking?" he mumbled as he hustled out the car.

I wanted to answer him  but I couldn't.
Sometimes I just don't know what to say or my reply is delayed. By the time I get an answer he's already pissed at me.

However, I knew  he hated me from that look.

That stupid look that everybody gives me. It says a lot without them not even having to say a word.

I know that most people don't like me. I've never been a fan of popularity so I don't care.

As long as you do what I say, we won't have a problem.

People stay around me because they want money, safety or just because they're afraid to be on my bad side (which is smart).

However, I'll be stupid to think these people didn't hate me. I've done many bad things.

I've threatened families, killed loved ones, and punished anyone who got in my way.

I do what is smart and what I know will work.