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exactly like me but it wasn’t like that with the girls. I leaned over and kissed her on her cheek and then fixed her little blanket. Next I walked over to Lola. She always slept with one of her hands over her face. I’d always found it to be so cute. I stood there for a minute and just watched her, thinking to myself how she’d been through quite a bit since she’d come into the world. First there was the condition with her heart and now this bullshit. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of sick motherfucka would want to harm an innocent child who has no way of defending themselves. I shook my head. I felt warm tears roll down my cheeks and reached up to wipe them away. I found a little comfort in knowing that Lala had returned before Reggie had gotten the opportunity to actually molest her but just the thought of him having the audacity to touch her caused my anger to boil over.
                  I left out of the girl’s bedroom and headed back into the living room, tears steadily streaming from my eyes. I couldn’t ever remember being so upset about anything in my life and I couldn’t remember the last time that anything had brought tears from my eyes. I began to fear what I might end up doing at this point. I wasn’t sure of how much longer I could control my anger before I flipped out.
                  “Where is Reggie at now?” I asked walking back into the living room. I used my hand to wipe my face but it didn’t seem to help. My mind was fucking with me hard because I couldn’t get those crazy images of Reggie touching Lola to go away. I shook my head and ran my hand over my face again.
                  “You good?” Tyson asked looking at me strangely. “Maybe we should step outside and get some air.”
                  “I’m good man.” I assured him. I looked over at Lala. “Where is he?”
                  “He’s in jail. The detective said that he’s being held without bond but that could change Monday when he goes before the judge.” She let out a sigh. “I hope and pray that they don’t give him a bond. His ass needs to rot in there.”
                  “Nah they need to let that nigga out!” I barked spittle flying from my mouth. “Jail is too good for him! They need to let me handle him. A nigga like him doesn’t deserve to live, going around touching babies and shit!”
                  “Hmph, same damn thing I said.” Nisey added sucking her teeth. “Lala said that the social worker told her this isn’t the first time that he’s touched a kid. The last time it was his niece!”
                  Hearing that took me over the edge! “Say what? This motherfucka has done this shit before?” I charged towards Lala. She jumped back, looking scared to death. She held her hands up like she was afraid that I was going to hit her and I can’t lie it did cross my mind. “All this time you had a fuckin child molester laying up in here with my kids? What in the fuck is wrong with you?”  
                  “I didn’t know!” She yelled bursting into tears and covering her face with her hands. “How was I supposed to know?”
                  “You’re right you couldn’t have known but you did know that nigga wasn’t their daddy! Why in the fuck did you leave my kids with him in the first gotdamn place?” I didn’t give her a chance to answer. “You should’ve taken them with you!”
                  She removed her hands from her face. Her face was wet with tears and snot. “Don’t you think that I realize that now?” She screamed. “Do you know how many times today that I’ve wished that I could take back my decision to leave them here with him but I can’t Tre! I can’t!” She stopped talking and sobbed loudly.
                  “Tre, man…y’all chill out. Yelling and screaming at each other isn’t going to solve