Big Mistake 2

Mo' Problems

"When there's mo' money, there's mo' problems. But what about when there's mo' people?" -Malcolm Stewart

"Inhale...now exhale." Doctor Fisher coached Paris and Malcolm.  They were taking deep breaths in, and releasing them out as their formal exercise for their Saturday morning session.

Malcolm sighed as he released. The exercise helped him think and allow alleviation from anything holding his mind, body, and spirit captive.

As for Paris, the breathing exercise was a great remedy for her bottled mind as well. Despite the fact that Malcolm apologized for his choice of harmful words, Paris felt that his apology was maybe the start of something vast and new for the both of them, and their children.

Malcolm and Paris managed to have a conversation with Josh on behalf of his rude physical actions bestowed upon his daughter. Josh's parents didn't believe what Octavia was saying was true, until the bruises she showed and Josh's confession made them believe otherwise.

Josh soon admitted to a number of abuse to many other girlfriends, even apologizing for the way he treated his grandmother whenever they weren't around. Paris and Malcolm were disappoint that their daughter had gotten involved with such an ill-mannered, short tempered young man, but they were determined to stop things altogether.

Early this morning Octavia had admitted to sneaking out of the house numerous times to be with Josh, but after Malcolm punished her for doing so he felt there was another secret held captive that she needed to say, but didn't get a chance to due to his yelling and raving.

Taking her cellphone, tv, and restricting her from going outside going to hangout with her friends was just a start. He never believed in putting a belt to his kids', or even laying a hand on them, but the older they became, the more ruthless they were and he started to hate it. He had never hit a person as hard as he had once his hand came into contact on her backside.

Paris did noting but stand by and watch the scene unfold. She knew her daughter was getting out of control, and something needed to be done. But, she was different from her husband, she believed the power of leather was better than anything on the planet.

But she didn't spank Octavia like she used, matter of fact, she didn't spank her at all. She let her husband be the Alpha Male in handling his own daughter.

"So how's everything going now? Because I know where we left off did not go so well. Remember the letters I had you all write?" Doctor Fisher asked them, taking out her pen and note pad.

"Yeah, that was a bit crazy." Malcolm admitted, scratching the back of his neck.

"He just didn't think I felt that way period." Paris interjected.

"Of course, no spouse expects for their husband or wife to feel the way they do once it's released. They oftentimes don't expect it since they do not take the time out to see how they feel."

"And he doesn't take the time to listen, at all." Paris responded.

"Which is why starting on Monday the objective is channeling the prospects of why don't we listen, and what would change if we start to. Are y'all ready?" She asks them, looking into their faces for assurance.

They nod their heads simultaneously. "We're more than ready for this." Malcolm says.

"Mmm," Paris mumbles with sarcasm.

"Okay, now let's leave off today with the wonders of what a song speaks and how it is spoken to us. Shall we?"

"Sure, what have you got for us today, doc?" Malcolm asks, sitting up straight at full attention.