Reese Money (A Lil Reese Story)

Home? Pt 2

Lelani's POV

A few hours later and i'd already eaten, had a bubble bath in Tavares big ass bathtub and pampered myself. Self care was a big ass thing to me and lately i'd just let my damn self go. The entire fiasco with Lester and my mama was too much and it didn't make matters any better to know that in a few days i would have to come to a decision if i wanted to press charges and send her to jail or be under a god damned witness protection. Like bitch what the fuck? Ion need protection from my own mother. Them white people be outta line. I even had time to check on my hair inventory and sales during the months. It had dropped, ever since i'd been to and fro homes, and not being stable in my own damn environment meant that i couldn't sell as much hair as i wanted. I had no place to manage shit, and most of all i was running out of supplies.  I needed to find an apartment but right now my bank account wasn't doing too good. Shit was outta wack and spiraling. I'd been buying fast food almost everyday, bringing my clothes to the laundromat and any spare change i had left had to be used on Ubers and public transit. Shit was sad right now and i was struggling mad hard, but i knew this was only the beginning of my journey. I sighed, while listening to that one and only SZA song i knew from my laptop. I was chilling in the spare guest room Tavares had and hadn't really spoken to him since all that bumpin' and grindin' shit he was on earlier. Tadoe had already left- after taking the only unopened pack of bacon Tavares had in his fridge and shoving it into his jacket pocket thinkin' we wasn't watchin his ass. 

"Skrt skrt on niggas, skirt up on niggas," I sang with my girl Sza, really in my feelings. For some reason i just didn't like the fact that Tavares had a child with some other girl. Just the fact that he liked another bitch so much that he trusted her with his seed pissed me off. Just then i heard a loud ass bang on the closed door causing me to jump and look up from my laptop screen. 

"Turn that fufu ass bitch off, Lee! How many times you gon' listen to the same shit ova again?!" Tavares yelled through the door and i rolled my eyes, turning the music up even louder tryna tune him out. 

"Shut yo annoyin' ass up and go to bed! Don't you got sum bitches to fuck or sum?! And her name is SZA!" I yelled back and he stopped banging on the door. Thank god. I didn't get how one human could be so got damned agitating. I huffed seeing my phone light up next to me and raised an eyebrow noticing a facetime call. I rolled my eyes. Is this nigga serious? I pressed decline and set my phone down only for it to start ringing again. 

"Ugh." I groaned and decided to answer. 

"Nigga. What!" I said as soon as i answered and glared into the screen seeing Tavares smirking at me. I noticed he was lying on his bed shirtless, and i could see all the tatts covering him from his neck down onto his chocolate-y chest. I tried so damn hard to keep my eyes up on his face but it was hard especially when he kept moving the camera so much. I bit onto my tongue hard, swallowing the lump that formed in my throat. 

"Don't what me, that's daddy to you bitch." He said seriously and he stared down into the camera intensely. I shook my head and looked away, starting to feel uncomfortable from his gaze. 

"Nigga fuck off my phone wit this bullshit." I mumbled and heard him chuckle. 

"Aye, before you hang up. I'm leavin' $450 on the counter in the mornin', I want you to buy some food up in this bitch. A nigga be hungry as a muhfucka'. Take the Audi wit the keys on the counter." He said and my eyes widened a little. I was shocked for multiple reasons. For one; $450 JUST for food?! And he so got damned skinny?! Secondly; i wasn't his maid? and lastly; THIS NIGGA SAID I COULD DRIVE HIS AUDI?! BET I WAS FINNA B LOOKIN' BOOUJEE AS HELL IN THE MORNING. I smiled to myself and didn't even decide to argue. I was too busy planning out in my mind what i was finna wear in the morning. Tavares said something else but i ain't even get a chance to hear him before he said my name again louder.