Malaysia's POV *sighs* I really was living a good life...started out getting a job, a new place to call my own and my son is doing good. He's a little older now, which means he's 17. He's getting ready to graduate from high school and go to college. I'm so proud of him... We had been real close, I was always proud of him and the things he did. I didn't have any friends when we moved my old friends from Seoul really didn't talk to me that much or what happen years ago with Zico.....
Zico? I haven't heard or seen him since he try to kill me..... I was so afraid of him when he come around but now that's he's gone, I'm not afraid of him anymore.... i dont have alot of nightmare about him, or scream in my sleep everytime i see his face.
As I was sitting in my room looking thru my old painting that I did over the years I was caught off guard when I saw a painting that I wasn't finished with....
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I grasp at the picture and drop it. My heart was racing out of my chest.... Then my phone started to ring... I turn my head and grab it without looking at the caller ID.
Malaysia: hello?
Operator: this is a called from Seoul Jail center, would you like to accept the chargers?
Malaysia: yes....
M/v: Mrs. Woo...
I know that voice... It was deep and dark, my body was shaking so bad but my voice was strong.
M/v: you not going to speak to me?
Malaysia: I am...I'm just trying to figure out how did you get my number?
M/v: I know some people...
Malaysia: like what? Your jail friends.
M/v: don't get to fucking cocky princess.
Malaysia: (sighs hard) what do you want Zico?
Zico: I miss you and my family.
Malaysia: that it?
Zico: no! I want to come home and I'm sorry what I did to you and our unborn child.
Malaysia: look Zico, it's in the past it's over...stop apologizing for everything and you don't fucking mean it. I been making so many excuses for you and the shit don't work. If you trying to do better with yourself, you should did that a long time ago. I'm tried and I'm done.
Zico: really? You done with me?
Malaysia: yes! I'm done with your stupid crazy psycho ass!!! Don't call me no more...BYE
Zico: well guess what? I'm not done with you yet... We got some unfinished business to take care of....
Malaysia: whatever...go suck a dick -Hangs up-
I was so done with him that I throw my phone on the bed and took a deep breath. I can't believe that I talk to him and didn't get scared. Im proud of myself for doing that. I got up from my bed and walk downstairs...I walk in the kitchen to make some tea....as I was doing that I heard a knock at the door, I walk to the door and open...I looked around but there was nobody but it was a box and a letter on top of it. I pick up the box and brought it in the house. I open the box and it was...
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"I will get you back princess"
Malaysia: oh....shit. Is this going to be the end of me or.......what???
