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21: The Jealousy In His Chest

"DRIVE"

Jungkook and Alessia sat in the car, the stolen drug packets and cigarette packs spread out between them. The faint smell of tobacco and the weight of their discovery filled the small space.

Jungkook's eyes were focused on the road, his grip on the steering wheel tight as he drove.

Alessia's phone rang, the screen flashing Kairan's name. She quickly answered, trying to keep her voice steady despite the tension in the car.

"Hey, Kairan, what's the matter?" she asked, her grip tightening around the phone.

Kairan's voice came through, filled with concern. "I was just worrying about you," he said, his words soft but genuine.

Before Alessia could respond, she felt the car jerk forward as Jungkook slammed his foot onto the gas pedal.

The engine roared as the car surged ahead, much faster than Alessia was prepared for.

The speed sent a rush of wind through the windows, and Alessia was thrown back into her seat, the force of the acceleration making it hard to catch her breath.

Her hands instinctively grabbed the seatbelt as the car zoomed faster, her heart pounding in her chest.

The world outside blurred as the speed increased, and she couldn't even manage to speak to Kairan anymore.

"J-Jungkook!" Alessia shouted, her voice strained and panicked. "Whats...What is this? Oh fuck Slow down!"

But Jungkook didn't answer. His eyes were locked on the road ahead, his face set in anger and frustration.

Alessia looked over at him, trying to make sense of his reaction. What had happened to make him so angry?

Kairan's voice crackled in her ear. "Alessia, are-you - alright? What's going ...on?"

Alessia gripped the car seat even harder, her knuckles white as the car swerved slightly with Jungkook's harsh steering. She struggled to speak, the car moving so fast she couldn't gather her words.

"Yea... Kairan..." she finally managed to say, her voice strained from the tension. "I'll ....call you back, ....okay?"

Before she could say anything else, Jungkook's foot pressed even harder on the gas, the car surging forward with even more speed.

Finally, after what felt like forever, Alessia screamed, "JUNGKOOK! We're ....going to die if you don't ...STOPP the FUCKING car!"

The car screeched to a halt in front of an old, dimly lit shop, the engine's roar echoing through the empty streets.

Alessia let out a shaky breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Her hair was wild, the wind from the high-speed drive leaving it a tangled mess.

Jungkook, however, seemed unfazed. He opened the door, stepping out of the car with a calm, almost casual demeanor, as if they hadn't just narrowly escaped disaster.

He didn't even spare her a glance as he closed the door with a quiet thud.

Alessia, her legs still shaky from the adrenaline rush, clambered out of the car.

"What the hell was that?!" she snapped, her voice edged with both fear and anger. "We were about to die, I swear to God! Do you even know how to drive?!"

Jungkook turned to her slowly, his expression cool and collected, as if nothing had happened.

"I do," he said flatly, as if it was a perfectly normal thing to drive at those speeds. He glanced at the old shop in front of them, his attention now diverted.