Brianna would not have minded watching this fiasco from the sidelines, but she knew sooner rather than later Michelle would cough up and her name, and she would be dragged down, and that she, unlike Michelle was not family, would not receive nearly as much clemency as Michelle was receiving, so has much as she would have loved to stay and watched, she also knew that she had to move, and quickly. Cries could be heard from the living room downstairs, and thumps as well, Brianna shuddered, this was not how it was meant to go. She was supposed to be at home by now, safe, she was not supposed to be caught here. Running to the high windows, she peered down cautiously, hoping it was something she could jump through, but it was not, it was suddenly ridiculously high, and she stepped back with a gasp, no way she was jumping from there, and no

“Is that Gran?” Jason asked curiously from where he sat, too lazy to go and confirm his suspicion himself, Scarlett rolled her eyes at the situation in front of how, wondering what satisfactory answer they were going to give Madam Rodney about why her grandson's face was black and blue, Scarlett groaned as this, wishing there was a way to simply vanish. Surely some things could be easier when one had the ability to make them so. “What are we going to tell Mother?” Vivian asked her sister with a panicked expression and Elicia shrugged as she too considered the question. “The truth.” She snapped as she continued rubbing a cold pack all over Jason, and Vivian's eyes flashed with a defensive light. “And what truth is that?” She ask