Big Mistake

Done: Part One

"I'm done wit' this shit. Justice is overdue and I'm not wastin' another second to deliver." -Paris Vaughn

Circling into the parking lot of Walmart two cars down from Brielle's, Paris quickly made her exit as she saw Brielle walk into the store.  She needed to do what was necessary, and it had to be done now.

Entering through the side door, she continued her route in following Brielle around the store.  Picking up a quick basket, she followed behind her into the fruit section and turned her back towards her facing the oranges and apples.  Even though she desperately wanted to pick up a few fruits for her fruit salad and a snack, she still knew she had to remain focused on what she actually arrived at the store to do.

Brielle's neck hair stood at full attention, making her turn around on her heels to pick out anyone suspicious. After looking at the many people shopping around and leaving the store, as well as coming in, her breathing forced its way to a stop as she saw Paris turn around and continue her shopping spree.

She was indeed lost for words at being in the same location as her, especially after hearing how her and Malcolm's conversation back at the gym went. Brielle began to wonder what she was up to due to her not being attentive to her brother and best friend.

Squinting her eyes, she quickly turned back around and darted into the opposite direction of the fruit and vegetable aisle.

She was determined to remain out of sight for the remainder of her shopping. She decided to come to Walmart to retrieve a few items to cook for her and Teejay. Even though she was no longer living with him anymore, due to her father being locked away on a fifty thousand dollar bond, she figured why not return her kindness to her baby's father instead of being a brute as so he was to her.

Paris smirked as she saw Brielle running around the store like a chicken with its head cut off. She knew Brielle saw her, and now she was running for dear life. But Paris was done playing rookie and being oblivious to the things her boyfriend, and Brielle were doing. That's not the person she was raised to be, and she will not start to adapt to that lifestyle now.

It made her skin crawl, itch, and burn from the thought of Brielle and Malcolm even being in the same building. She held no hate for anyone in her heart, but it was beginning to build up as Brielle continued to show off as if Paris was never watching.

She's tuned into the season of mad obsession since its first episode, and it was now the season finale where Paris's grand entrance would be announced. There are no ifs, no ands, nor any buts. Paris was through with the childish, run around games and confrontation was way overdue.

From that night she threw Malcolm's phone after snapping on Brielle, she figured reality would kick in and so would his senses. But so forth her mind was fooled once again, and her heart was shattering by the millisecond.

Thinking of the many things she's given up for Malcolm and all of the promises she made, kept, and placed into action, the mini crack at the end of road on her heart was beginning to form and drape upwards. She warned the both of them, and they refused to even listen.

What she was about to do would surely leave a mark, or maybe something much more memorable and remarkable.

Following Brielle to the floral section, she smiled deviously as she watched her enter into the women's restroom.

"It's time bitch." She muttered out loud, setting her basket down by the entrance.

Taking the black scrunchie from the pocket of her sweat pants, she tied her Brazilian hair back into a tight pony tail, placing her black headband around her edges.