Reese Money (A Lil Reese Story)

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Lelani's POV

"Fuck you too then bitch ass nigga!" I yelled while walking out of the apartment and slamming the front door behind me, stomping my tiny ass feet down the hallway. I heard the door rip open and my step father came rushing out while holding a broom. 

"Lelani i should beat yo mutha fuckin' ass!" He said while chasing me down the hallway. I screamed and ran towards the elevator quickly pressing the down button. My step dad's big ass beer belly shook as he ran and i tried not to gag right as the elevator bell dinged and i ran inside quickly pressing the button to close it. 

"Fuck you Lester!" I said as the door closed. I could hear banging on the door and i quickly blew a breath of air as it started to go down quietly. The lights flickered on and off in this bitch and i sighed at how ghetto the complex we lived in was. I was from 64th and Normal, born and raised inside Chicago and never left a single day in my life. I was proud to be from here, i repped Chiraq every damn chance that i got and i would never forget it. I wouldn't change living here for the world but sometimes i wished what it would be like to leave and do what i've always wanted to do. 

I rested my head back on the wall as i watched the numbers go down from the 18th floor that lived on all the way to G. I watched as it stopped on 3 and the door opened revealing a whole bunch of niggas. They all laughed and it looked like every guy had some sort of lean or blunt in they hand. 

"Well well if it ain't lil Lee-lee from upstairs," One of the guys said. I rolled my eyes at this one he was always tryna get wit me whenever we crossed paths. 

"Keith what the fuck you want?" I said while folding my arms and giving him a stank face. The guys behind him laughed as they all walked into the elevator. He licked his lips at me and i rolled my eyes. This nigga needa stop trying already! "Damn this bitch too fuckin stuck up why you even tryin my nigga," One of the guys said and i shot him a look. He was the tallest one up in this elevator and i had no clue how he was able to fit wit his long necked ass. I knew every guy in this clique except for him. I'd seen him around but i never got his name. 

"Who you callin a bitch?" I said and put my hands on my hips. 

"Who you callin a bitch?" He mocked me in a high pitched voice before they all burst out laughing. He took a drink of his dirty sprite and i watched him with a mug. "I don't know you drinking that shit. By the time that sprite hit yo stomach it's expired, wit yo long neck longer than a 12 hour shift havin ass." I said and everyone in elevator yelled making it shake as they all laughed at the guy. He stayed silent but still gave a look that made me regret roasting him in front of his niggas. The elevator dinged and i was the first one to run out, not even tryna look back. 

"Damn shawty roasted the fuck outta you, Reese!" Keith laughed and that's all i heard before i ran out of the building and across the street making my way to my best friend's Ayanna's house. I sprinted like Usian damn Bolt down the little neighborhood where some small houses were. 

"Wassup Lee," "Ayee Lee!" "Lee tell yo mama i said hi!" Was all i heard as i continued to run and say hi to everyone that passed and recognized me. I finally made it to my best friends house and quickly knocked on the door. After a few seconds she opened the door and rolled her eyes at me, opening the mesh door too and letting me in. I stepped in while panting and breathing hard as fuck. 

"Bitch what the fuck happened to you?" She asked and i gave her a look. She shook her head. "Yo step daddy trippin again?" She said and i nodded. She grabbed my hand and led me further into the house. We both walked into her room and i collapsed onto her bed. 

"Ew Lee get yo dirty ass shoes off my bed!" She whined and i kicked off my Jordan's, relaxing into my besties bed. Ever since we were kids; ever since my mom remarried Lester when i was 11, shit's never been the same. For starters he was a fucking crackhead who ain't got no job and all he did was sit at home all day, clipping his fucking toenails and eating all the damn food. He depended on our family even though we only had one way of income which was my ma, who was a full time nurse working with the elderly. I hated his ugly black ass. All he did was yell at me like thought he was my real daddy or sum, i knew he didn't give a shit about me- he just dealt with me because he didn't want me to complain to my mom about him and get his ass kicked out.    Whenever shit was getting too hot at home i'd just leave and run over to Ayanna's house, her mom was cool and just like my dad her's was murdered a long ass time ago.