JoVaughn Virginie Scott
I was chilling in Reggie's room. She had just left about an hour ago but I was already feeling void. I couldnt sleep well without her in the house either so I was up.
I was bored with tv and social media so I was laid back looking at the ceiling. All of a sudden my phone started to ring.
I reached over and grabbed it. It was Reggie but when I pressed the button to answer, she had already hung up. I looked at the phone weirdly.
I sat it back down. If she called again, i'd know it wasnt a butt dial. A text came through. It was from Reggie.
Reggie: Can you come get me please? I don't feel comfortable here.
She also sent me her location.
I got up, threw on some clothes, and grabbed my keys. I didnt want her to go to the party in the first place but I didnt want it to seem like I was trying to control her or anything. She could do whatever she wants. I'm not her dad.
The party she was at was like thirty minutes away. I sighed at this long ass drive.
When I got there she was outside sitting by the road on the sidewalk. She looked like she had been crying. I felt myself getting pissed already. I'd hate for somebody to have to die tonight.
She was staring into space. I rolled down the window. "Reggie!" I called her. She slowly got up and limped to the car. She hissed in pain as she got in. My mother used to do that same thing.
I turned the car off. "Tell me what happened."
"Nothi-"
"Don't .....please don't fucking lie to me Regine. Thats the last thing you wanna do right now. Somebody touched you?"
She was quiet. I looked over at her. Tears were falling down her face and I knew it was a yes. One of these grimy ass niggas had put they hands on her.
"Answer me Regine."
She started crying harder and nodded slowly.
"What happened?" I asked trying to stay calm. I was bound to snap at any second.
"I didnt want to do it. He did it anyway" she got out through her sobbing. My eyes got wide. Some nigga had raped her?
I was fucking furious. I grabbed my gun from the glove compartment. Niggas was bout to die tonight. This was not about to end like it did with my mother.
"JOEY NO!" Reggie grabbed me. I was trying to get out the car.
"Who did it?" I asked her. Whoever the fuck it is was about to get lit the fuck up.
"Stop it. Please. I just wanna go home" she cried.
"Give me one reason I shouldnt go off every nigga in there" I said to her angrily. I dont even think angry was the word to describe how I was feeling.
"I dont want you to. You arent thinking logically. I want to go home. Please" she begged through her tears.
I slowly nodded and started up the car. I was taking her to the hospital before anything. Niggas at these parties carried all types of diseases and shit.
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We got home and Reggie went straight for the bathroom. At the hospital they did some tests on her and she filed a police report.
I went and sat on her bed. I kept having flashbacks of my mother. I knew tonight would be sleepless for me. I didnt want any nightmares or terrors. I was also worried about Reggie.
I heard the shower turn on. I was still pissed off. Even though I hadnt known Reggie that long and we had a rough start I would never want this shit to happen to any female I knew.
After a while of thinking I heard glass break. I frowned and got up to go see what was happening. I knocked on the bathroom door.
"Reggie!?" I yelled.
"Yes?" she said. I could tell she was crying.
"I"m coming in aight?" I said. She didn't say anything. I slowly opened the door and walked in.
The mirror was broken and she was on the ground crying. I sat beside her and pulled her to me.
"I hate myself" she sobbed out.
"Dont say that."
"I do. I deserved it. I'm so stupid" she muttered through tears.
"You aint deserve that shit Reggie. Stop talking crazy aight? Why did you break the mirror?"
"I couldnt get the soap open. I cant do anything right" she sniffled.
"Look at me Reggie" I said to her. She shook her head no. I lifted her face but she still avoided my eyes.
"You going to be okay alright? I promise. I swear on my mother's grave nobody will ever lay a finger on you again. Swear." I was serious. I couldnt let anything else happen to her. I was already mad for letting this shit happen.
Her eyes finally met mine and she nodded slowly. I helped her up. I opened the soap bottle for her and sat it on the counter.
"Shower. Ima make you some tea" I said and closed the door as I walked out.
I couldnt believe this shit.
All I knew was that God knew what he was doing by putting us together.
