Baby Daddy Drama Part 2

So this morning I am so rudely awaken by my doorbell followed by beating on the door like its police. I am not dressed, and when I say not dressed I mean just that I was naked. I had no intention of even answering the door but remembered my son left his basketball shirt in the closet and thought maybe he was there to pick it up before his game. So, I got up put my robe on and went to the door and looked out the peep hole. There standing in all his anger, was my ex husband, my BD. I hollered at him to hold on, ran and grabbed my pink zip up hoodie to put over my robe. I grabbed my sons bball t-shirt and opened the door. I honestly don't recall how the entire conversation went except for telling him to get the F out of here and slammed the door. Now, here is where the problem lies... He was there to pick up our son for his bball game. My son wasn't home because he stayed the night w/ his coach so he would have a ride in the morning. I had text my BD the night before to let him know what time the game was and he never replied. Had he followed through with the texting he would have known the rest of the situation but instead he wanted to be that D-bag he always is. Well not my problem at this point. You should of have text me back. PERIOD! So here is where as stated before everything is my fault. FML! I am a horrible mother because I let my son stay somewhere instead of home. Mind you he is 13. I am a horrible mother because I allowed my daughter to stay at a friends house. Mind you she is 11. My children are social kids, they have a ton of friends. Some of their friends do not go to the same school so on the weekends they would like to go to their friends house. I will not stiffen my children. If they would prefer to be with a friend over me then ya know what go, have fun... They are both A-B students and work very hard and both play competitive sports. I think they deserve some time. Granted I don't get them but on the weekends. I work nights during the week, it is easier for them to be at their dads for school. Summer time its a different ball game. They are with me 99% of the time. So my point behind that last part was... I got slapped with the whats the point of even having your kids if all your going to do is allow them to stay somewhere else. Well first of all SCREW you and Secondly.. SCREW YOU AGAIN. I allowed this man to manipulate my feelings this morning and for the first time ever my boyfriend got to see the BDD and how vicious I can be. He heard me tell that man that I hoped he would die.. today... So in order to save face and not look like a total psycho path, I called the BD and told him I was sorry for the nasty things I said and when he was ready to have a mature adult conversation that he could call me back later and I ended the call. Lets just say I haven't heard from him. I've tried to call and no answer. I tried to text... No answer. GOD he is such a freaking baby.. I mean I said I was sorry!! Remember when I told you that BMD can be far worse... Well he is about to come down w/ a serious case of it....