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Now, back on my gangsta isshh!

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Yeah, i can't be gangsta lol I give up. But enjoy this chapter. And things aren't gonna go the way you expect them to. :O

"Paige, what does that mean?"

FIGURE IT OUT, NIGGA!

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE ORIGINAL BOONDOCKS CHARACTERS OR ANY ORIGINAL BOONDOCKS...THING?

CHAPTER 17: WE NEED A RESOLUTION

"Baby…baby please-"

"Shh." The man shushed the woman as he continued to trail kisses along her neck and collarbone. The woman was at a loss for words at the man's talented lips. He had her every time. He made all of her pain, guilt and self-disgust go away.

Temporarily.

Any other time, she felt like, for lack of a better term, shit. She distanced herself from her family to be with a man who didn't belong to her. They were already caught once by the man's wife…excuse me, ex-wife. Now, how long could she keep this up?

She loved her family, but her husband, well…she just didn't feel the spark in their relationship anymore. All the fireworks were gone and before she snuck out of the house, lying about going to work and what not, the nights were awkward. She knew she shouldn't be doing this…this…cheating, but she didn't want to fully give up on her relationship with her spouse either. She just needed a stress reliever.

What, she couldn't have gone to therapy or something?

And not only was her relationship with her husband falling apart, she noticed that she hasn't been around to spend time with her daughter. That's nothing new, but she still felt horrible. She couldn't even deny the fact that she wasn't a very good mother. She was selfish. She wanted what she wanted and not what she needed. She wanted a trifling, spouse cheating, Korean man over a loving, trustworthy family. What was with her?

She didn't know either, but she didn't plan on stopping just yet. The pleasure the Korean man gave her was too good.

Just how long was she going to keep this secret a secret? Doesn't she know that what's done in the dark shall come to light?

Guess not.

"Tina." The man pulled his lips away and groaned lowly as she ground her lower body against his. Tina smirked.

"Aw, baby what's wrong?" She teased. "Too much for ya?" She continued to smirk until he began kissing her neck again. Tiny moans and groans filled the room as Tina started grinding against him some more.

After about thirty minutes, the two lay next to each other exhausted from their previous…workout. Tina turned to her secret lover and smiled.

"Y'know, I need to wash up." She got up from underneath the covers and began striding to the door, but turned around to see the man staring at her assets. She giggled and rolled her eyes.

"What you waitin' for? C'mon." She ordered with another smile. The Korean smiled back and stood up.

"Whatever you say, Mrs. Jackson."

Okay, now Briana was already knocked out, carried to the back of the van, driven to Ed's crib, dropped off in the basement and tied up to a chair.

So why is Jazmine still hitting the girl against her skull?

"Jazmine!" Huey rose his voice after Jazmine's hitting urge started up once again. "She's unconscious! You tryna kill her?" He grabbed her wrist preventing her from striking the girl again. When she tried to kick her, he picked her up and brought her on the other side of the room.

"Why not! She tried to kill us!" She yelled almost causing Riley and Cindy to laugh. She had that soft voice so her acting completely insane was just amusing. They kept quiet though.

"Jazmine, in case you haven't forgotten, we're no murderers. Killing each other doesn't solve shit. It just guarantees someone going to jail and leaves both families in distraught." Huey explained to her in a hard tone. She was annoying the hell out of him. "Cut it out." Jazmine huffed.

"How can you expect me to be calm about this?" She argued. "She…she's a monster!"

Huey sighed heavily. "Just…stay right here." He was tired of everything. They just needed to get this over with.

"Someone need to wake her ass up. We ain't do all this shit just to knock her out." Riley chimed in. Everyone else was posted up against the wall waiting for something to happen. "And Jaz, you want me to be honest?"

"No."

"Well, anyways," Riley ignored her response. "You knockin' her out the first time was gangsta as hell!" Huey rolled his eyes. "But if you keep hittin' her like that, shit ain't gon' eva get done. You just prolongin' the shit."

"I just heard from Huey, thanks." She immediately replied in a flat tone before rolling her eyes. Riley snorted at her attitude.

"Aiight, well as long as you know."

"Aye! I'm sick of this shit!" Ed exploded out of nowhere, not that anyone was surprised. He heavily walked over to the girl and knelt down to level his mouth with her ear. "Aye bitch! Wake yo' ass up!" He yelled. Nothing happened. Ed slumped in defeat.

"Lemme try." Caesar volunteered with a sneaky smile. Ed stood up and walked back over to the wall and Caesar took his place. Caesar was just as tall as Ed, so he knelt down just as Ed did, but instead of yelling, he whispered something in her ear.

And just like that Briana shot up, almost falling forward on her face.

"He loves me?" She yelled in excitement as everyone else, but the war vets, looked at Caesar in shock. Caesar snickered and stood up off the ground.

"Well," He started. "Guess my work here is done." His snicker turned into light chuckles.

"No this nigga didn't!" Riley exclaimed in pure amazement with a smirk.

"Damn, Ceez!" Cindy exclaimed as well before laughing wildly. Caesar just gave a smug smile and shrugged.

Everyone else just stared at Briana as her excitement quickly died down. Shit, she knew she was in trouble now.

"So…" Jazmine began, but when Huey shot her a 'be quiet' look, she rolled her eyes and kept quiet.

Huey turned to face Briana.

"Look. We're no killers," He firmly stated, never keeping his eyes off of her. "So, calm down. We just wanna get something straight." Briana gulped as Huey put his hands on his hips in a non-girly way and looked up the ceiling in mock confusion. "Now, I don't know where you come from, but down here, it's not okay to threaten people by text, hire people to choke other people, break into people's homes, blow up a section of their rooms, frighten little children, lie to other people about nonexistent relationships...y'know, all the bullshit you did." He bluntly informed her, as if she didn't know. Timidly, Briana shook her head.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Huey glared at her just as everyone else did. She gulped once again, but tried to keep her face straight.

Wow, so she wanted to play dumb? Ha!

"Bitch, quit lyin'!" Riley yelled and hurriedly walked over to her. Briana flinched as he nearly got in her face. "You know exactly what the fuck we talkin' 'bout! I'm so sick of yo' lyin' ass! Bitch you ain't even got no reason to lie! The fuck? You ain't good at coverin' yo' tracks! We found out about yo' ass in a matter of days! The fuck you lyin' fo'? Nigga, we know! You ova here thinkin' you a genius and shit, sendin' us anonymous messages!" Riley was so close to hitting her that he almost did until everyone but the girls and Ed held him back. Damn, since when was he that strong?

Briana narrowed her eyebrows, still trying to play stupid. Little did she know, that game would soon come to a standstill.

"And stop lookin' like you don't know what the fuck we talkin' 'bout bitch! Ova there lookin' stupid! You caught, bitch! Time to get real, now!" He continued to rant. She really pissed him off with her act of stupidity. Not that she cared. She just wanted to go home and not face the consequences of her actions. That's the only thing she cared about at the moment.

Oh yeah, and Huey too.

"And why did you yell 'He loves me' if you have no idea what we're talking about." Caesar noted with a wise smirk on his visage. Oh yeah, she was definitely caught now.

Briana opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out.

"Thought so." Caesar added. "Damn," he turned to Lamaar and Marcus. "All the pretty girls are either taken or crazy as hell, huh?"

"Nigga you ain't lyin'." Lamaar agreed as Marcus nodded. Riley was still heated as Huey held him back. Jazmine and Cindy didn't take their eyes off the girl. They both wanted to hurt her so brutally, but they respected Huey's wishes and kept quiet. Ed and Rummy just wanted to be ruthless. They cared about their niggas, but they wanted to do reckless shit. Point blank.

Briana huffed. "I am not crazy! You are!" Wow, so she had the gall to catch an attitude in the state she was in? Pretty damn brave.

"Whoa now." Cindy finally spoke up. "Bitch you have no reason to talk."

"My name's not bitch! It's Briana!"

"What's the difference?" Jazmine butt in as Cindy snorted.

"I just realized something." Caesar casually engaged back in the conversation. "Where's the nigga that was workin' for you?"

The way he easily said that made Briana forget that she was being interrogated. "Oh, that punk straight left me hangin'. Talkin' about 'I can't do this no more' blah, blah, blah bullshit!"

Jackpot.

Everyone in the room smirked as the girl finally confirmed their assumption. What a dumbass.

"I see." Caesar said and shook his head. "And why did he leave you hangin'?"

Briana shrugged, not at all noticing the smirks on everyone's faces. "Nigga's a punk, that's all that is." Caesar nodded as she went on. "He said I went about the way I went childishly and told me to demand what I wanted. So I was like, okay, what the fuck was I gonna say? Y'know, I wasn't about to waltz in Huey's house and drag him away. That's crazy."

Ha.

Caesar tried not to laugh at that as he motioned for her to go on. "But he was just trippin' 'cause he was scared of what would happen, so right before ya'll came to the door, he went home." She laughed hysterically and a few people in the room looked at her funny. "Y'know, if he hadn't bailed out on me, we could've gotten away with so much more."

Caesar cocked his head to the right in confusion. "How so?" he inquired.

Briana scoffed as if the answer was obvious. "Well, for one, he could've been on the lookout to see if anyone would show up to…my…house."

And that's when she realized she was talking a little too much. Damn. Once again I say, what a dumbass.

Caesar nodded as he took note of her realization. "Mm hmm."

Briana just looked around with her mouth agape.

"First off," Huey spoke up again. "I wanna know why you thought you could get away with this if it was just you and the other guy."

"My cousin." She admitted, feeling that lying just wasn't necessary anymore.

"Wow." Huey said in disinterest. "Well why did you think you and your cousin could get away with this? I personally thought it'd be more people than you two. You had us all overly prepared for no reason."

Briana looked directly at Huey, eyeing him up and down. He just stared back at her, waiting for her to respond. She zeroed in on his face and smirked at his cute attitude. Huey responded with a raise of his eyebrow.

"To be perfectly honest," She began in a seductive, well, what she would call seductive, voice. "I didn't think I needed a league of people behind my back."

Jazmine snorted while everyone gave the girl a blank look.

Briana's smile grew a little as she examined his entire body.

"Damn, you sexy." She spoke passionately, still training her eyes on him. Huey, Jazmine and Riley rolled their eyes.

"Give it up, Briana. He's taken." Jazmine said in a much calmer voice. She finally got up off the wall and stood by Huey's side. Briana scoffed at Jazmine before turning back to Huey.

"I don't get it." Rage started to enter the young woman's voice. "Why do you not like me? Why would you choose her over me? I'm intelligent, my grades are exemplary, I can dress, I can cook, I'm cute as hell…I could give you the world, Huey! I'd do anything for you! I'd give you whatever you want! Why choose this stupid, naive girl over me?" The crazy Blasian was in tears now as her anger and confusion seeped out. Huey and the rest of the crew gave her weird looks. What was this girl on?

Huey sighed. Some girls were just so…ugh!

"Okay…" He closed his eyes, trying to process what was going on. "First of all, Jazmine's not stupid. Let's get that straight." Jazmine smirked. "Secondly, Jazmine and I have known each other since elementary and we've been really close, so…yeah, that goes without saying." Riley, Cindy and Jazmine, and Caesar nodded in agreement with light smirks. "And thirdly, I don't even know who the hell you are. I knew nothing about you. I didn't even know your name."

Well if that didn't break Briana's heart, nothing would.

"And just so you know, I'm not attracted to arrogant girls who worry about themselves and nobody else. It pisses me off, actually. How the hell are you worried about makeup or clothes and someone's house is on fire or something?" Dayum! Was he not goin' in? Cindy, Riley, Jazmine, Caesar, Ed, Lamaar and Marcus held in their laughter. Rummy smiled in amusement. Huey just didn't care anymore.

"And though Jazmine can dress, I could care less about how she looks, or how she dresses. It's about personality, not appearance. Appearance is just a plus." Damn, he was pissed. The look on his face was classic. Where's the camera?

"And I don't like to be given anything unless I've earned it. Unlike you, I work for what I have. Nobody gives me anything because I don't want it. These people," He pointed to everyone in the room, even Ed and Rummy. "…know that. They know me. Whereas you…you don't know me at all!" He raised his voice a little. "How dare you interfere with our lives over some teenage infatuation with me? Someone who doesn't know you, someone who doesn't notice you, and someone who isn't interested in you in any way, shape or form! What kind of a nigga do you think I am? I don't walk around all day lusting over girls because of how they look! And on top of everything, you ain't even all that!" Briana gasped as Huey's eyes bored into her with unspeakable anger. "So you can stop pumping yourself up, now."

"GODDAMN, NIGGAAA!" Riley shouted as he and everyone else, excluding Jazmine, almost rolled on the floor with laughter. Jazmine grinned, trying hard not to laugh with everyone else. And it was really hard.

The tears began to form again but Huey held a hand up. "Aye now, don't start cryin' again. No sympathy over here."

Riley, still smiling, stood next to his brother and pointed right in her face, just to be ignorant. Huey actually didn't care this time.

"Aye bitch! My brother don't like yo' ass!" He continued to laugh, barely holding himself up and everyone, but Huey of course, joined in. When Riley was really weak, his laughter was infectious.

"That's my nigga Huey, though! Straight kept it a hun'it!" Cindy added. She could barely get it out. She was laughing that hard.

After the laughter died down, everyone looked at Huey. He looked back uplifting his infamous eyebrow.

"What?"

"Baby," Jazmine spoke up. "What're we gonna do with…that?" She pointed to Briana who sucked her teeth in return. Huey shrugged.

"I don't know." He looked her way and then back to the psycho. "I thought she'd be wise enough to have back up, but…guess not." He shrugged again as Briana's jaw dropped. He was calling her dumb now?

"Hey, I'm not-"

"I'd advise you to shut up." Riley cut in. Briana jerked her neck back.

"Nigga, since when did you learn how to speak proper English?"

"Bitch, I'll fuck you up right now! Keep playin' wit' me!"

Briana snorted in amusement. "Oh, so you hit girls now? Oh, that's a real nigga move right there."

"Naw hoe, I don't hit woman, I'll fuck a bitch up though!" Riley got louder, getting in her face as he heard Jazmine and Cindy yell "Yeah, Riley!"

Huey just gave Briana a blank look.

Riley scowled at her as she gave him a cocky smirk in return. He wanted to do nothing more than wipe that shit off. Who the hell did she think she was? Riley turned to Huey for approval of doing…something…to her, but Huey shook his head, knowing exactly what Riley was thinking.

"Nigga, I swear to God, you betta handle this hoe before I get to her!" Riley warned, pointing in her direction. "And since we ain't doin' shit, I'ma go upstairs and get some Coke." He announced and turned to everyone. "Ya'll want anything?"

"Pepsi."

"Water."

"Sprite."

"Water."

"Coke."

"Pepsi."

"I'm good."

"Henny!"

Everyone, even the crazy girl in the chair, looked at Ed like he was retarded. He was on his phone, texting one of his bitches with a smirk on his face before looking up. He scrunched his face up and said,

"The fuck…ya'll lookin' at?"

Everyone just shook their heads while Riley exited the room.

Sunday morning at 8 am has never been so…terrible!

With a mind full of stress and worry, no wonder Stacia felt bad. It was shocking that she actually went to sleep. She's known for being an insomniac when she carries a great load of stress, so someone must be watching over her.

Not only does her stress focus on her friends, but her family as well. What in God's name could her parents be doing that was more important than acknowledging her? She's the only child! She's not that hard to find.

She still hasn't been able to tell them about Cindy's accident…or incident, since it was purposely done. They act like they're so damn busy. They come home late and wake up before Jesus! The only time she'd see them was on Sunday, but now that wasn't even possible. She was stuck at someone else's house, and wasn't sure if it was safe to return to hers just yet.

Her stay at Ms. McPhearson's has been pleasant, but she felt kind of uncomfortable. Not that the woman wasn't nice, she just didn't know her like that. She almost felt like she was an intrusion and she didn't like to be anywhere she wasn't wanted.

Still tired, Stacia yawned and rolled over on her right side to find someone right in her face.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" She screamed before realizing who it was. The girl tripped backwards in shock.

"S-sorry!" she squealed and ran out of the room. Stacia just stared at the door. What just happened?

She sighed and sluggishly threw the covers off of her. She got off the bed and walked out of the room to see Kayla on the living room floor watching Phineas and Ferb. She could tell the girl was nervous which made her sigh again.

"Kayla," She called the girl.

"Hmm?" Kayla asked in a trembling voice, still not looking up.

Stacia smiled and sat down next to the five year old. "Sweetie, relax. I'm fine. You're fine. No harm done. You just shocked me, that's all."

Kayla looked up at the teenager, her deep blue eyes boring into her to seek some truth. Stacia noticed this and put an arm around the girl's shoulders. Just then, Kayla knew they were alright and a bright smile plastered on her little face.

"Okay."

Stacia smiled back at the little girl and pat her head a little. The two just sat there, watching Phineas and Ferb. After a while Kayla looked up at Stacia with worry.

"Stacia?"

Stacia looked down to see the look on Kayla's face and frowned at the sight. "Yeah?"

"…Is everybody alright?" Her voice almost sounded like a whisper.

Stacia felt a lump in her throat. She didn't know how everyone was holding up, actually. She just hoped they were fine.

"I'm sure they are." She said, trying to lighten the dim mood. It didn't really seem to work though, since the expression on Kayla's face didn't change one bit.

Uhh…this is awkward. Kayla stared at her for a little bit before rising up.

"I have to use the bathroom." She shyly announced before walking off with her head hung low. Stacia shook her head.

"Damn. I can't even convince a little girl that everything's fine." She inwardly kicked herself and rested her head in her hands.

Man, she missed everyone already. She missed talking about girl stuff with Cindy and Jazmine, she missed joking with Caesar, she missed getting on Huey's nerves and most of all, she missed Riley. Everything about Riley, from his personality to his appearance. Nothing was out of place. He was faithful and loving and although he still tried to go hard sometimes, he could be the sweetest person on earth. Like really sweet. He'd make Michael Jackson seem like the Grim Reaper.

But at the same time, he was a man, or in his terms, a 'real nigga'. Stacia was more attracted to that than anything. He was a man of his word and just like his brother, he doesn't lie about anything. He may joke from time to time, but lying? Naw, never that.

She smiled as she thought of him. She really did want to marry this guy when they were old enough. He was everything she wanted and more. Basically, he was the man of her dreams and she couldn't wait to see him again. Hopefully today.

She groaned and shook her head again. Maybe it's about time she check on them. Forget that 'harassing them' crap. She had to look out for her people!

She stood up and walked down the hall to the guest room to retrieve her phone.

"…And I'm already tired and shit, so my mom makes me get up at 6:30 to clean the kitchen." Cindy complained as she told the crew plus Marcus and Lamaar a random story.

This wasn't going the way everyone expected it to go.

The original plan was to go to Briana's kidnap her and keep her in the basement. Then go find the other niggas and take 'em down one by one. But…now there was just one. And she seemed pretty defenseless. This was just all too easy and everyone was pissed off. They were overly prepared, they were tired, and they didn't know what else to do. Call the cops? What would they do? Well she is half black, and ALL minority, so she could easily be thrown into the system, but really other than that, what could they do?

They didn't have enough energy to think of a resolution. They didn't have the patience. They needed rest.

Yeah, that's what they'll do. Sleep. And Briana'll be strapped to the chair in the dark basement until everyone was awake. And yes, everyone had to be awake. Not just one person, not just two people, not everyone but one person. They all had to be awake. That's the best they could come up with.

"Hey, ya'll just gonna leave me down here?" She yelled as everyone started walking up the steps.

"Yeah, Amerie!" Caesar yelled back, since he was at the very top. A few snickered at his joke and within a few seconds, the door was slammed shut. On the other side, she could hear the jingling of keys and a click, indicating the door being locked.

She smirked as she knew no one would come back down. They all looked exhausted. Great. Her plan was working. She rotated her shoulders and brought her hands over her head from the back to the front. She was really flexible.

She took the tape off of her wrists and bent down to untie the cord around her ankles. It was tricky, but she managed to untangle them and threw them on the other side of the room. She automatically shot up, but instantly knew that was a mistake. She sat right back down and rubbed her head where the throbbing pain was coming from. She had a small, yet noticeable, gash on the side of her head and she gasped in horror as she felt it with the tip of her fingers.

Dried blood?

"Eww…" She whispered in disgust before flicking the stuff off her fingers. Okay, she was going to get home, cleanse the wound, wrap it in a Coach scarf (yes, she has to stay fashionable) and call up Brian. If ever anything like this would happen again, she'd at least have someone by her side.

As she got up again, slowly this time, she looked around and suddenly she didn't feel so hot. Where the hell was she going to go? There were no windows, and the only door she would be able to go through was the one leading upstairs and it was locked. Great job planning ahead, Briana.

Not!

She punched her fist into her hand and let out a low groan. She must really be a dumbass if she thought they weren't smart enough to put her in a place she couldn't escape from. No wonder they didn't strap her into the chair well enough. They didn't need to. She had nowhere to go.

She groaned again and tears began to well up. She was so frustrated with herself, with the whole ordeal that she was crying.

That's right. Cry you little baby. Cry like you always do! She inwardly yelled at herself. She hated crying. She hated being emotional, and most of all, she hated when she was the cause of it. She was in this predicament because of her childish antics, because of her unhealthy obsession with someone who paid her no mind at all! She was the cause of everything bad that went on in her life. No wonder her father never paid her any mind. No wonder he went off sticking his thing into other women when he should've been at home tending to the two individuals that were supposed to be most important in his life. She was like a bad omen, and she knew it. Her own cousin bailed out on her, and although she was pissed, she understood why he did it. She was so damn controlling! She took over his life! She wondered why he hadn't given up on her sooner.

In all honestly though, she knew he did it because of love. No matter how off the chain she was, he was always there for her and though she'd never ever admit it, he was one of the few people she really loved, other than her mother. He probably was the only one other than her mom that she loved. She couldn't really confirm that about her dad though. She had mixed feelings about him. Nevertheless, she seemed as if it was her fault anyways. The people who still stood by her just seemed to have weak will power.

She just walked back over to the hard, uncomfortable chair, sat down, and covered her face with her hands. All of a sudden, she felt bad. She felt stupid. She didn't want to do this anymore. What was she doing chasing around a taken young man and ruining peoples' lives? What was she doing? She didn't know, but she intended to stop. If only someone would give her a chance to speak out. She knew they didn't want to hear anything she had to say. Oh well, she could try.

So deep in her thoughts, she didn't notice the door open and a certain someone walking down the stairs. She just continued to cry silently and wonder why everything in her life turned out…horribly.

"Tryin' to escape, huh?" the voice made her nearly jump out of her skin and she shot her head up before it started throbbing again. She hissed in pain and put her hand in the same dried up spot. She really had to stop doing that.

She slowly looked up again, still wincing from the pain, and yelped at the deep wine colored eyes boring into her. She remained silent, anticipating his next move.

"Calm down." He told her before rolling his eyes. He walked over to her and she froze. What's he doing? " I said, calm down." He reiterated again. She was still frozen on the spot and he sighed. "Whatever."

It was then that she noticed he had a white rag in one hand and a brown bottle in the other. She watched as he opened the cap to the bottle and placed the rag over it before turning it over. She rose her eyebrow in confusion. He put the cap back on the bottle and placed it on the ground.

"Now, don't think just because I'm doin' this," He started as he tilted her head to the right."We're cool. As I said before, we're no killers so we're not leavin' you down here to die."

Briana winced again as the cool rag came in contact with her open wound. She winced even more as she felt the liquid burning her.

"Ah! What the hell is that?" She exclaimed, twisting her face up in obvious pain. He rolled his eyes. She's so dramatic.

"It's peroxide. It's supposed to sting. That means it's working. Now be quiet." He instructed her as he held the rag to her wound and rubbed the dried up blood off of her. That gash was pretty ugly and he smirked as he thought of Jazmine. Lord, she was a handful.

After a few minutes, the wound was clean and he reached in his back pocket to pull out another rag. He carefully wrapped it around her forehead like a scarf and tied it tight.

Without a word her picked up the filthy rag and threw it in the trash. He picked the bottle up from the floor and turned on his heels. It wasn't until he reached the bottom of the stairs when Briana finally decided to say something.

"Huey…" Her voice was soft and timid, which was very unusual, very…not Briana.

"What?" He responded with a sigh. He couldn't wait to hear this one.

"…Thanks." She said, not even looking at him. She actually turned her body completely, not wanting him to see her so broken anymore. It was embarrassing.

"Whatever." Huey said uncaringly and began trotting up the stairs, but her voice stopped him again.

"And I'm sorry." Her voice was lighter this time and it seemed to have cracked. Huey drew his eyebrows together in confusion. He didn't want to believe her, but that didn't stop her from sounding so believable. Was she really sorry, or was she trying to trick him? He decided to test her.

He walked back down and stood about two feet away from her. He crossed his arms and looked her way, although she was still turned around. "So, exactly what are you sorry about?"

From the back, he saw the Blasian girl shake her head and let out a little laugh. "For everything."

Huey rolled his eyes again. Just get to the point, girl!

As if she read his mind, she continued. "For interfering into you guys' lives, for ordering my cousin to hurt Cindy, for blowing up your house, for lying about my false relationship with you," He heard her sniffle and her voice getting thick. So, was she serious? He couldn't tell. "for blowing up your house, for disrespecting you and Jazmine's relationship, for trying to split you two up, for being a total jerk, for being a dumbass, for having met you at all, for sneaking into the files in the principal's office for you guys' numbers…" Huey raised an eyebrow again. So that's how she got their numbers. "for arguing with your brother, for crying in front of you, for not being able to be loved by my father," And now she was rambling and she went faster and faster.

Whoa! Where'd that come from?

Huey's expression remained the same, but his assumption was confirmed. This girl really had problems and she was dead serious. Anytime someone threw a subject about their family into the conversation, you know it's real.

"and for being so controlling over my cousin's life, for splitting my family apart, and for being the reason," Her voice was almost incoherent. She was sniffling like crazy and the messed up part, Huey actually felt bad for her…to an extent. "the only reason everyone's life is so fucked up." She did a long sniffle and let out another small laugh. "I'm just a sorry ass person, huh?"

She didn't expect a response, and that's exactly what she got. Nothing.

Huey just stared at her for a minute before turning on his heel, but before walking off, he had something to say.

"Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self: Khalil Gibran." He quoted. With a tear stricken visage, Briana turned her body his way to see him about to walk off. "I've lived by the quote since as long as I can remember." He continued as Briana tilted her head, listening to him intently.

Huey closed his eyes as he recalled his early childhood life.

"See…my parents died in a car accident when I was six." He heard her gasp behind him. "And to be honest, it took me a long time to start smiling and laughing again. I'm still not the exact same person I was when I was six, partly because I'm growing up, and partly because I'm still trying to cope with the death of my parents."

That just made Briana feel much worse. She had no idea.

"But you know, I don't sit around and mope about it, and neither should you. You should try to better yourself rather than letting your family issues take over you and turn you into something you shouldn't be." He then walked towards the stairs and turned back to her before walking up. "If you need help, find it." And with that he walked up and out the room, leaving Briana Taylor alone in her thoughts.

A change of heart? Perhaps. We'll see what happens next.

And are the two lovers at the beginning who I think they are? :0! Only one way to find out. Review please!