Free Side Chic 4 (Forever Ratchet) by La'Tonya West

back to the house. She used her key to let herself in and that’s when she saw him with his pants down jacking off and rubbing on Lola.”
    A visual of that sick scene popped into my head and I nearly gagged. My phone started to vibrate serving as a momentary distraction. I picked it up and looked at it seeing that I had a text message. I opened up the message and saw that it was from Mello asking me to give him a call. I smacked my lips and closed the message. I was sick of him blowing up my phone. Me not answering his calls should’ve told him that I wasn’t interested in talking to him. How in the fuck do these niggas be getting cell phones in jail anyways? I wondered to myself before powering my phone off and laying it back down on the arm of the sofa. I focused my attention back on Tre, reaching over and gently caressing his leg.
    “I’m sorry to hear what dude did to Lola. There is no ex cuse for a grown ass man to be touching on a baby.” I honestly meant that. I hoped that whoever this guy was who’d done that sick shit was beneath the jail. “I can totally understand why you are upset. I would be ready to kill someone if a nigga did some shit like that to Simya.” I shook my head at the horrible thought and at the same time an uneasy feeling washed over me.
    Tre rubbed Lola’s back and kissed her on top of her head. “Trust me, he would be a dead man if they hadn’t locked his ass up before I arrived.” He assured me. “Kisha seems to think that I am wrong for taking my babies away from Lala’s irresponsible ass. She can say what she wants but I did what I felt needed to be done to ensure that no more bullshit like this happens again. Lala is lucky that’s all I did was take my kids from her stupid ass.” He looked as if he was starting to get heated all over again.
    As much as I didn’t want to further upset him, I was 100% with Kisha about him shipping those two whining ass babies back to their mama. I wasn’t about to be playing stepmama to their little asses. I hadn’t signed up for that shit and there was no way he was about to just force it upon me. I only had one child for a reason, because I didn’t want anymore.
    “Tre, I know that Lala made a bad decision by leaving the girls with her boyfriend but I honestly don’t believe she knew he would do anything to harm them. I bet she is more upset with herself than you could ever be.” I started slowly, praying silently that he didn’t flip out and beat the hell out of me. So far he was just sitting on the other end of the chair, still rubbing Lola’s back and looking in the other direction. I took a deep breath and continued, “I don’t know Lala but I can tell by the way she’s always calling you bragging about the latest achievements of those girls that she really loves them a lot. Anyone can see that she takes damn good care of them. Try and put your anger to the side for a minute, just a minute and look at the entire picture and not just this situation. Has she ever mistreated your daughters before or given you any reason to question her as a parent?” I couldn’t tell if he was listening to me or not because he hadn’t said anything or even bothered to look in my direction. I decided to let what I’d said sink in before saying anything more. Plus, I didn’t want to say too much and get the wrong reaction.
    I finished Laila’s last braid and then picked her up. She looked like she was getting sleepy. She was rubbing her eyes and sucking on her two middle fingers. I took her down the hall, changed her pamper and laid her in her crib. I was surprised when she didn’t start to cry but relieved that she didn’t. I went back into the living room and sat back down in my same spot.
    “Tre give me the baby so that I can do her hair real quick.” I told him. I was starting to feel the effects of being up since 6:00am that morning and standing on my feet all day. My body was tired, fingers were starting to cramp and I was getting a