Until the End of Time (Urban) Book 6 | The Sideline Series

Chapter 30

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I couldn't even stomach looking across this hallway at Victoria right now. I was expecting some shit to pop off one of these days about her sleeping around but I didn't expect it to happen at her school's picnic in front of all of those people. I didn't even expect for Luther to still be alive or for Victoria to be sleeping around with some kid that's less than half her age. She's disgusting, and just too pitiful to look at. 

I know I haven't been a good man to her throughout a majority of our relationship, but I've never done any shit like this to her. I cheated with Charlotte but not for months. And at least Charlotte's older than me. She's fucking a little kid that's younger than her. He probably doesn't even know how to treat her right.

And when I thought things couldn't get worse after the shoot out, after getting shot in the leg and after seeing three people die right in front of me, things did in fact get worse. I got arrested at the site of the scene right after Victoria got arrested but right before my kids got arrested. I knew Victoria was going to get arrested for sleeping with one of her students but I didn't think I'd get arrested for something I did when I was a teenager.

They said they got an anonymous tip about how I used to tell for Benny back in high school. The officers told me this once they were done reading my rights, just like the way they told me I wouldn't be able to see a judge for at least a week. Aside from arresting me, Victoria, and our kids, they also arrested a ton of other people on the scene and they even made some other arrests since there were a few anonymous tips going around that were rumored to be from Luther and his posse. Mr. McDonald, Mama, Charmaine and their friends were said to be upfront getting finger printed.

Lindsey leaned her head against my shoulder while tears still continued to fall down her face. Part of me was upset about her sleeping around, especially in my bed and with that son of a bitch who was sleeping with my wife, but I'm more upset that Victoria's been playing me for months and I didn't even know it. I saw so much innocence in Lindsey and felt worse when the police had hand cuffed her and threw her into the back of a car that I wasn't in. 

The police claim she's here because she knew of the illegal things we all did and never reported it to the police. They said the same thing about T3 too, claiming they got another anonymous tip that they were both involved with illegal business. It's just bullshit, especially since the two of them had nothing to do with this. And it makes things even worse that they've been crying this entire time because they're just as confused as I am.

I haven't gotten around to apologize to Lindsey just yet, but I'm sure she knew I was sorry. I couldn't be mad at her for long, especially for something as petty as sleeping with a guy. While it makes my blood boil that my little girl is having sex, I at least know she's not a whore like her mother. She's still young too. And I can't even say I was extremely different from her when I was her age. I was sleeping around a whole lot more than she probably is. She may not be as worse as I was, but I still plan on putting her on punishment for a very long time.

T3 stood up from the floor and walked over to Lindsey and I. He climbed up into my lap and rested his head on my shoulder, just like Lindsey. "Daddy, I know you told me to stop cussin' or I'd get in trouble but I ain't think the police would lock me up and handcuff me. I'm sorry," he mumbled.

I sighed. "I know you're sorry but it doesn't have anything to do with that lil' man. You ain't do shit wrong."

"Then why we in here?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know," I replied, truthfully. I honestly didn't understand how the police were going to get any judge to believe Lindsey and T3 knew of any illegal activity that happened years, even decades, before they were born. That scenario just doesn't seem logical.