I am driving you to my house after I caught my dad drunk and destroying the house. I picked you up and brought you to my car, putting you in the backseat, you still asleep. I start driving off, mad and angry. God dammit.. I should've left you.. you're such a distraction.. I could've got hurt.. I slam my steering wheel, mad at you and the situation, I'm just extremely stressed.
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