Big Mistake 2

And Under

"In the moments where the truth is revealed, what would your own reaction be? 'A feel of relief' would be the answer for many, as it should be. But what about the burden placed on the others?" -Yamesia

"Malcolm, Malcolm! Malcommmmm... Malcolm!" Brielle whisper-yells as she taps Malcolm violently on his shoulder.

He groans and rolls over in the bed and rubs his eyes open to look at Brielle dressed in black from her head to her feet.

"Where the hell you goin'? You robbin' the fuckin' bank tonight'a some shit?" He groans while getting out of the bed.

"Shut up and get dressed fool." She urges him. After Naveeya received what she wanted, her husband took her and their kids out of town for a few days.

Since their kids were around the age of three and four years old, taking a much needed vacation away from work and household duties was fine by Naveeya. But if only her husband knew the type of woman his wife actually is. A vindictive manipulator who finds dire ways to receive what she wants from men, then threaten them coldheartedly to keep things a secret.

But things were all going to change the minute Malcolm walked out of the door. He was going to put Naveeya on front street and expose her to the entire world for the trifling woman she is, and does not claim to be.

Malcolm always wondered why some women did not confide in their boyfriend, fiancé, or spouse before going and looking for comfort elsewhere in another man's arms. And also if the both of you cheat, then the both of you do not belong together in the sense.

He was disgusted in himself after having sex with Naveeya after she raped him. He wanted her to pay for what she did, and the damage she had caused, so of course he was now going home to tell Paris.

To his surprise, Brielle had brand new clothes and undergarments waiting for him to wear after he took an hour long shower. He wanted to rinse himself of the residue from his body, and never have to go through things again. In his mind, he felt him being kidnapped was of the devil's work and that it was a wake up call from God telling him to get off his behind and make things right before something like this happens again.

Just one day of being away from them felt like eternity in hell. After being forced to have sexual relations with Naveeya, she pressured him into smelling her vagina, massage her vagina, caress, and even try to do the same to Brielle-- who refused heavily. She couldn't understand for the life of her why she was still there, but being that she wanted to help Malcolm escape she let it be.

And now with Naveeya being away on a trip, he had nothing worry about.

Once Malcolm was dressed, they got into Brielle's car and were on their way back to his house.  She knew nothing of where he lived, so for right now he'd be her personnel GPS system throughout Redwood.

Five minutes into the drive and everything quiet turned awkward within minutes.  Malcolm decided against his pride to strike up a conversation.

"So--" They both speak up simultaneously.

Malcolm looks over at Brielle and shakes his head. "You first."

She takes in a deep breath and smiles his way. "Well, for starters I just wanna say that I'm terribly sorry for what happened. It was dumb as hell on my part, because if you snitch on her then she'll snitch on me because I helped her. And... I know it sounds dumb as hell right now but-- I know I shouldn't have helped because one slip up and I could land my ass right back in jail."