Before we left I just felt like I had to go back. I didn't get as much closure as I wanted.
I sat in the visitation room waiting.
"Amare you came back?" He said laughing.
"Look Larry I just wanna talk you got yo chance now it's my turn." "I guess I can give you that." He sat down and flashbacks of that night kept occurring.
"When you first started dating Omari you was so nice to me.
You took me to school.
You bought me things and you was like a big brother. I figured you was doing it to win Omari over but it was still nice.
You know everything about me.
How? I don't know but I know little to nothing about you. What happened in your life that made you feel like it was okay to rape me? I'm not justifying what you did more like I need answers as to why."
I talked to Jr. last night and he really opened my eyes. The fact I'm taking online classes to get my degree in psychology should help me.
"What this is therapy?" He asked laughing.
"No this is my final piece of closure. I need you to tell me what went through your mind before you raped me all them times.
I honestly just wanna move on but I can't."
He looked at me and chuckled a little.
"I told you last time it was your fault." I shook my head no. "Larry you are lying."
"How?"
"You never wanted to rape me did you?"
He looked down.
"Talk to me. I know it's not your character I just wanna know Larry." His eyes started to water.
I shook my head.
"Well I'm just wasting time so imma go."
"Nah stay." He wiped his face. "When I was younger my father raped me and that shit fucked me up." He said shaking his head.
"So why would you wanna cause me that same pain?" I asked him.
"I didn't I promise I didn't."
"So why did you?"
"When I first met Omari it was to get closer to you. I seen y'all at the store together and I realized you had on uniform.
I was turning 18 soon.
I talked to yo sister she told me she was 18 and you was barely 14.
So I settled for her.
Yeen look yo age you looked much older.
I wasn't sick or twisted so I left it alone. Time went by yo sister moved out yo mama crib and you started coming over more.
I was being nice to you because I realized they didn't really give a fuck about you.
Omari got mad and jealous and started telling me how you was a hoe and a bunch of other shit. You fucking yo uncle and whatever else.
That ain't have shit to do with me.
Omari paid me $600,000 to rape you." My heart stopped. "What?" I asked him.
"Yeah I needed the money and I never wanted to do it. You was already fucked up Ian wanna make it worse. She doubled it and I couldn't turn down $1,200,000.
So I waited till you spent the night."
"And you raped me." I said wiping a tear that fell. "I regret it everyday."
