Wooyoung Pov:

I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. Who the fuck is calling me at 11 am on a weekend?

I answer it and pretend to be nice.

"Hello, this is Jung Wooyoung," I remove the covers and go out to the living room to see San watching tv on the couch.

I go over to him and sit on his lap while he puts his arms around my waist.

"Hello, this is the police department, and we were wondering if you could come here and describe what your father did to you. We also need to know if you are going to take over his company." Wow.

I frown into San's shoulder.

"Uh, do you think I can come down tomorrow? I need some time to thino about that." I say. I also need to talk to San about it.

"Of course. Is 10:30 am good?" They ask me.

"Yea, can I bring my boyfriend?" If he can't come, then I'm not gonna go.

"Of course! Just know that he will have to listen to everything you say."

That's why I want him to come. He doesn't know half of the things he did to me, and I want him to feel like I'm being honest with him.

"Okay thank you, have a good day," I say and hang up.

"What did they say?" San asked me. I threw my phone and wrapped my hands around my waist and kissed his shoulder.

"They want me to come and describe everything my father did to me. I would like you to come, but if that's too much then you don-" he cut me off and grabbed my face to look at him.

"I will always be here for you. I will listen to anything you want me to, and if you want me to go there, then I will. And before you say anything, no it is not an obligation." He led my face down to his, and we shared a short kiss.

"I just don't wanna traumatize you," I say with tears. He hugs me and rubs circles on my back.

"You don't need to worry about me, I promise." he says. I layed down on his lap and fell alseep again because it was too early to be alive.

Cold, everything around me is cold. I'm in a dark hallway that leads to a door at the end.

I walk down thinking about how lucky I am to have a boyfriend that loves me.

"Where are you going?" I hear a voice ask me. I stop walking and turn around but there is nobody there.

I recognized the voice though. The voice that tormented and abused me for years.

"You never let me give you my goodbye present for you before you went and THREW ME IN JAIL," I was scared.

Its not the first time he blamed me for things that weren't even my fault.

"WOOYOUNG!! WOOYOUNG!!!

Sorry for the really late update😭😭 i got super busy and stuff lol

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also this chapter is really really short, sorry about that ill try to make the next one longer

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