Reese Money (A Lil Reese Story)

Thotbreaker

Lelani's POV

I didn't know why my heart felt so damn heavy right now. I was in pain, yeah but i didn't know why? Tavares and i weren't dating, and if there was any chance of us ever being together it was all out the window now. I leaned my head back against the door trying my hardest to keep my breathing under damn control. 

"Unghhh bitch what the fuck is you doin up?" I heard Yani mumble sleepily while peeking over at me from the bed. I shook my head and walked towards the bed, deciding to tell her what happened in the morning instead. I crawled on my side and flopped my big ass down, instantly falling asleep. 

"And don't be bringing no more nasty lil fast ass girls over my mothafuckin house, Durk!" I heard Nancy yell from downstairs and a door slam and i jumped up from my sleep slightly. I sighed seeing that Yani wasn't next to me and her mama probably woke her up hours ago to get started on some cleaning, since it was saturday. I rubbed my eyes and yawned while lazy stretching my ass in the bed. I grabbed my phone and decided to take a peek at what was going on in the world today. 

Opening Instagram, i was shocked to see i had a bunch of new followers. 

@Blacyoungstafb is now following you! 

I made a face at my phone screen, seeing Blac's ugly black ass in my notifications. Why the fuck was he following my hair page? This nigga was weird. I had two pages- my main which was called 'LelaniThugga' it was chugging along about 65K followers, meanwhile my hair page- where i posted girls from all over the world who installed my hair had around 75K. That one was called 'LelanisHairBoutique' and tell me why Blac Youngsta's weird ass was following that one. Nonetheless i shrugged and started scrolling down my insta, freezing when i spotted Tavares. 

"When the fuck did i start following him?" I mumbled miserably to myself while staring at the photo he posted a photo of him 16 hours ago. He was sitting by the kitchen downstairs while sparking up his blunt. I wondered who had taken that shit from him. I read the caption and rolled my eyes.  (Click for the pic here  > https://websta.me/p/1575198833872033714_190640840)

@Reesemoney300: Coolin wit my shootas' He captioned it and my petty ass went ahead and commented under neath it. 

@LelaniThugga: ye thats not the only thing u coolin wit.. u bouta be coolin wit herpes too' i commented under it and rolled my eyes as he responded quick as fuck. 

@Reesemoney300: lol u still tweakin bout that shi from lastnight ? come dwnstairs and roll one up wit me 💨' he commented and i scoffed, shutting off my phone and rolling around in my sheets instead. How about no, nigga. 

@Imlildurk2x: bck off my bitch nigga @Reesemoney300' Was all i saw on my lock screen from Durk's annoying ass. I groaned and decided to leave my phone on the bed and start my day. i yawned and stretched while sitting up on the bed and scratching at my hair. I got up and walked over to my duffle bag in the corner of Yani's room, pulling out my toothbrush, towel and a washcloth. I hummed some Lil Uzi song and slipped outta the room, looking both ways down the hallway cautiously and then walking towards the bathroom. I placed my hand on the doorknob but memories of lastnight just kept repeating itself in my head. I decided to knock first. I heard no reply so i opened the door and stepped inside, closing it behind me with the damn lock. I spun around and walked up to place my things on the counter, sighing as i took in my appearance. 

My eyes had small bags under them and my hair had gotten oily as fuck due to me not being able to wash it for at least a good 5 days. I was planning on doing it yesterday, but then mama kicked me out and i ain't even get a chance to do anything here either. I ran my fingers through it. Sometimes having curly hair could be a blessing but it was also a damn curse. This was the only damn thing my daddy had given me out of his genes. The long ass indian hair. I remembered the days when i was in school and growing up the kids would pull on it and sometimes cut it behind my back. It would always grow back, but just the thought got me upset. Other than the noticeable bags under my eyes, i looked fine and for a split moment i was thankful that i didn't look like what i've been thru.