school was horrible. fml.

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ethan stares straight ahead at the road without even sparing a glance at you. his eyes remain stone cold as you fidget in your seat.

his knuckles are white as he grips the steering wheel and the veins in his arm were very prominent.

"are you gonna speak to me?" you whisper. he remains quiet but you know he heard you. "im sorry, eth. i really am."

he pounds on the steering wheel before pulling into an empty lane and turning to you. "no, y/n! you're not! you keep doing the same s.hit over and over again and im sick and tired of it! you say you won't do it and then you do! you're destroying me!" the vein in his neck pop out with every word he speaks.

"i'll stop this time, i swear," you say in the verge of tears. "i'll stop listening to jake paul's music, i swear."

he breathes out and nods. "next time you listen to him, i swear we're over."

"i get it!"

he begins to pull out of the lane when you reach for the aux cord. you higher to yourself that would play some 21 savage because he bumps bro, but somehow you found yourself listening to something else.

"yo! yo!" the voice came out of the radio. "it's jacob saggytits and jake paul on the beat, finna spit some heat!"

ethan slams on the brakes and throws your phone out the window. "goodbye. get the h.ell out my car."