4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

"Again, not to be rude, but why are you here?" I asked Preston as we now both entered my office alone together. "Are you really getting back with Justin?" He bluntly asked standing in front of me. "I already am back with him?" I said confused. I thought he knew we were sorta back together in Vegas?

"Why?" He groaned, "Why does it always have to be him?!"

"Where is this coming from?" I asked totally taken back by his outburst of choice to grow balls all of a sudden. "Malaysia, you know where this is coming from." He told me sternly but I was still at a lost and completely shocked he had the nerve to come to my building/job with this bullshit.

"I don't feel that way about you Preston and you know that," I huffed, annoyed. He rolled his eyes while crossing his arms, "That wasn't what you were saying when you were practically begging me to fück you."

My mouth dropped, "Excuse me?" He smirked, nodding, "You remember? When I fücked you out of pitty because Justin practically left your sorry ass."

Well this man has completely lost his damn mind.

"Okay so if it was out of pitty why are you fücking here?" I spat. He chuckled to himself, "Because I love you, you ripped my heart into tiny little pieces yet I still love you," He stepped closer to me as I than got a strong smell of his breath, he was drunk at 11 in the morning. "Preston, leave." I ordered, "Leave now and I'll forget this ever happened, okay?"

"And if I don't? What are you going to do Malaysia?" He roughly pushed me against the wall, "You played with my heart," he whispered in my ear, "You hurt me." I looked away from him, trying not to smell his breath, just my luck my morning sickness might kick in and I'll throw up all over him.

"Let me go now Preston, this isn't you!" I told him truthfully, hopefully he would come to senses sooner or later and realizes just what the hell he's actually doing. "As much I want to get you back for what you did to me, I can't bring myself to it. But baby you hurt me!" He repeated himself once more. Jesus Preston how much did you even drink and here's a better question why were you even drinking so early in the morning?

He tighten his grip on my wrist, twisting it backwards as he pushed me harder towards the wall, "Okay Preston," I yelped, hopefully by now he would catch a hint and fücking let me go if he knew what was good for him. "Oh am I hurting you?" He faked a baby voice only pissing me off even more. At this point I had enough and knew that I had to stick up for myself before things end bad, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean that I'm weak.

Females, never underestimate your strength. You can do anything.

I lifted my knee hard, making him holler in pain stepping back while he was holding his now hurt balls, I made sure of it.

"Jesus Christ!" He shouted. "Leave Preston now!" I yelled in his face. "You got some fücking nerve coming up in here, talking to me this! Hurting me like this! Have you lost your mind?" I asked, however I had no idea why because clearly he's not in his right state of mind to answer anything and I knew that.

"What's going on in here?" Taylor and Rikki barged in my office. "Call security now and have him escorted off the premises." I spat grabbing my stuff, "Tell them he's not aloud back and if he's back on private property, I want him arrested immediately."

"Mal are you okay?" Rikki walked over to me while Taylor and security took care of Preston. I felt some what better when the whole time security was taking him out Taylor was cussing him out left and right. "I shouldn't have came into work today," I admitted, "Dammit Justin even told me I shouldn't have."