Breyana Moore: Sitting on the hospital bed, gripping the sheets I... I c-could've died! Damn car came outta nowhere.
Jesus, Breyana! You're lucky to be alive. But why didn't you call for help?
sniffles I...I was in shock, Fleming. Couldn't think straight. My head was spinning, and I just...I just wanted to see my babies.
The twins, yeah? They were with you?
nods Yeah, the twins were with me. Thank God, they were okay. It was the scariest moment of my life.
I'm glad they're alright. But Breyana, you need to be more careful. What if something happens to you? Who's gonna take care of them?
pauses, looking determined Fleming, you don't understand. I can't rely on anyone else. I have to protect my babies, no matter what. And...
What's that look, Breyana? There's something you're not telling me.
takes a deep breath, avoiding eye contact I...I have a plan. A plan to ensure my safety and the safety of my children.
A plan? What kind of plan, Breyana?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Fleming, I've been training in self-defense.
Self-defense? That's quite a leap, Breyana. How long have you been doing this?
stands up, flexes her muscles Five months now, Fleming. I've been working with a trainer, learning how to protect myself and my babies.
Shit, Breyana! You're serious about this, huh? And your trainer... Do they know anything about your past?
grits her teeth Fleming, my past is my business. I don't want anyone digging into my history. All that matters is that I can protect my family now.
Fair enough, Breyana. Just keep us in the loop, alright? And if you ever need backup, you know where to find me.
clenches her fists Fleming, I appreciate your concern, but I can handle myself. My babies' safety is my top priority, and I won't let anyone put them in danger.
Alright, Breyana. I hear you. Just remember, we're stronger together. Safety first, always.
nods I understand, Fleming. Together, we'll make sure our family stays safe. But I need you to trust me.
Trust you? Always, Breyana. Just promise me you won't shut me out, okay?
smirks Fleming, I promise you, I won't shut you out. But I need you to understand that sometimes, I have to make tough decisions without consulting others.
Damn right, Breyana. You're a tough one, aren't ya? Just remember, sometimes those tough decisions can be softened with a little empathy and communication.
narrows her eyes Fleming, I appreciate your advice, but I won't compromise on our safety.
I get it, Breyana. Safety first. But don't forget, we're also about trust and understanding. Finding that balance isn't always easy, but it's worth it.
sighs You're right, Fleming. Balance is key. I'll try to be more open with you about my plans and decisions.
That's the spirit, Breyana! Open communication is the heart of any strong relationship. Now, tell me more about this self-defense training of yours.
pauses, hesitating Fleming, there's something else I need to tell you. It's about the father of my twins...
The twins' father? Well, shit, Breyana. That's a bombshell. Spill it.
takes a deep breath Fleming, the twins' father is...is an asshole. He's been in and out of our lives, causing nothing but trouble.
Trouble? How so, Breyana?
clenches her fists He's abusive, Fleming. Physically and emotionally abusive towards the twins.
Son of a bitch! Are the twins okay, Breyana? And what has he done to you?
takes a shaky breath Fleming, he...he hurt me once. Pushed me against a wall and...and threatened me. I never thought I'd be capable of leaving him.