Big Mistake

Snake In The Bushes

"Why do we always get the crazy bitches? It's like shit never seems to fail when it comes to us. They can never leave us alone, we always gotta fight our way out." -Danielle Harrington

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The next day...

Paris paced back and forth across Jules's hotel room floor, trying hard to wrap her head around the events of last night.

She admitted it, the sex was bomb, and even Brielle, or Pumpkin, turned her on even harder. But, the fact that Malcolm now knew that his future wife knew his new student who was becoming more obsessed with him as the days passed by, became even more dreadful to bare.

Even this morning was wild, they barely said a word to each other while they tended to get ready for the day ahead of them. As Malcolm went one way, Paris went the other.

"I should've said something...I-" She paused, pulling at her newly done Brazilian weave.

"Babes, please sit down. You're makin' me nervous." Jules said, patting the spot next to her on the hotel bed.

Paris plopped down beside Jules, throwing her head into her hands.

Jules rubbed in circular motions on Paris's back to soothe her nerves.

All morning she's been trying effortlessly to calm Paris's wretched nerves, but it's failing by the minute. Paris's nerves were very eerie, falling by the waistline as she continued to contemplate on what she should've done instead of going through with the plan.

A tear escaped down her cheek. For Heavens why she didn't understand what she was crying, but of course Jules did. She could tell Paris was stressing and agitated at the way things went.

Horrid thoughts raced throughout her mind as she wondered what Brielle's next move was. She wondered that if after last night, would Malcolm leave her for Brielle?

She had to admit: nice boobs, round butt, cute face, and a personality to die for.

But, she had to be going crazy. Malcolm would never leave her for another other broad who had nothing going for herself other than her assets and pretty face.

Malcolm was in love with Paris, and she knew that from within. There's no way in hell he would even think to leave Paris for someone who was constantly chasing after him.

"I'm crazy right?" Paris sniffed, wiping the tears from her cheeks so they won't stain.

"Yes. Very." She rubbed her back in circular motions some more before stopping.

Knocking sounded at Jules's hotel room door, making them both look at each other.

"You expectin' somebody?" Paris asked.

Jules shook her head before standing to her feet. "Are you?" She asked, stretching out her tired body.

"Nope." Paris poked out her lip, fiddling with her freshly done nails Carmen fixed the day before.

"Danielle?" Jules asked, making Paris look up. "What you doin' here?"

"This bitch." Danielle spat, punching Jules in her face.

Jules flew back into the room and Danielle hopped on top of her, punching her repeatedly in the face.

"Oh my God, Danielle, stop!" Paris screamed, pulling Danielle off of Jules.

"Oh, so you takin' up for this bitch now?" Danielle asked Paris, standing in he face.

Paris bent down, helping Jules to her feet as little trickles on blood dripped from her nose into the floor.