You and your boyfriend were on your way home, not saying a word to each other. He was mad that you were talking to another guy at party and didn't ignore him. "Alex slow down." You say as he starts speeding on the road. You look over at him to see his hands squeezing the wheel and his knuckles turning white. You can tell he didn't pay attention to what you said to him. He continues to go faster and faster until you can't take it anymore. You're holding onto the door for steadiness. "ALEX! SLOW THE FUCK DOWN." You tell and he snaps out of his thoughts, slowing the car down and releasing his tight grip. "Shit, I'm sorry. I just can't stop thinking about how he was looking at you." He says sighing. You put your hand on his arm and rub it, reassuring him that it was nothing. "I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable baby. I'll make it up to you when we get home."