What goes up, must come---AHHH! AHHHHH!

The flight path from LAX to Ontario (CA) looks approximately like this:

and takes place in about 25 minutes.

During each of these 25 minutes, I am almost entirely convinced that the propeller (nearer to my side) will leap off its axis and slice through the plane and likely myself, we will fall out of the sky into a small body of water, and all die immediately and/or drown.

Closing the window does not help this conviction, as the plane is tiny enough so that:

1) I can see the other propeller out of the window across the very short aisle,

and

2) The entire plane is shaking/humming/jostling about from the propeller action/roar.

I do not like short flights.

Neither do my eardrums.