Terminal One

What you did...

Same Day....

"Here we go..." Zac mumbled, standing sternly to his feet. 

"You know." He speaks. "We don't even have to go to the car, let's do this right here..." He challenged.

Fatima got to the bottom of the steps, "Zac..." she snickers, "I would really like to have a conversation with you about our children. Would you please come with me to the car, so that we don't have to discuss the matters in front of them." fluttering her eyes.

Narrowing his eyes, "Uhh yeah..." he stuttered, with a furrowed brow.

They get outside and into Fatima's SUV.

Zac opened the door for her but she purposely opened up the passenger backseat and got inside slamming it behind her.

He gets in the driver's seat taking a breath before turning to her, hearing...

"So do you want me to attack you like you attacked Iyonna..." "I didn't attack her." "So what do you call it then because the story I got says that it indeed was a full blown attack over something that ANGEL did."

"Why do..." Fatima holds her finger up to stop him from speaking. "Zac. I'm trying my hardest right now to NOT come for your head. So before you utter THAT sentence, ask yourself. Does Angel live up to his name?"

"Ok. He's bad. I know. I know." Fatima shakes her head. "And that's the problem Zac and I hate that you don't see that." in a brittle cry.

"I do.." "No. You don't." She reiterated. "Zac. Your daughter. OUR DAUGHTER is in shambles because you're consistently coming for her over EVERY LITTLE THING. Yet Angel can literally blow up the doll house and your response. "It's not that bad. I can fix it"." she mocked.

Zac is silent.

"I'm curious." she scoffs, "Because I swear I'm trying to wrap my head around your reasoning for all of this..."

Zac is silent. "Zac." she croaked. "Iyonna is growing up and there is no way to stop that from happening..." "I'm scared." "What?" "I'm SCARED!"

"And I get that.." "Do you?!" "YES!!!" she screamed, with a look. "We literally have the same fucking fear but with the other child." she eyeballed him.

"I don't know about you but my fear is that Angel is going to grow up and not know the essence of his consequences because he knows you're going to bail him out." "HE'S MY SON!!!" "AND THAT'S THE FUCKING PROBLEM!!!" she barked back at him,

"Iyonna is a GOOD GIRL!" she yelled defensively. "The shit you accused her of doing, she would never..." "And let me guess. Angel would..." "You damn right because while you're checking Iyonna's IPad. Have you checked your sons..." she challenged,

Zac is silent, "Your silence is very reassuring." she ridiculed.

Shaking her head, "Where is Iyonna's IPad?" "Right here." Zac mumbled shamefully, giving her the IPad from the passenger seat. 

Fatima takes out Angel's IPad that she took from him days ago.

She took Iyonna's IPad then unlocked Angel's in front of him, knowing she changed the passcode and would have to change it again because Zac now knows the password and she didn't want either of them to have it.

She goes through Iyonna's internet history, showing him exactly what she's been up to.

"See." Fatima pointed out. "Her history is literally nothing but Biblical affirmations, SquishMellows, and girly Japanese stuff."

Zac scrolls through the multitude of tabs Iyonna has opened on Safari along with the organized bookmarks to see everything Fatima is talking about along with some other stuff that was completely innocent. He even went through her journal to find out that she's been praying for everyone in the family, but what broke his heart the most is the prayer he saw for himself.