Reese Money (A Lil Reese Story)

Sheck

A/N: DON'T HATE ME Y'ALLLL! I GOT A REASON FOR WHY I WAS GONE FOR SO LONG! DON'T KILL ME LMFASOOOO BUT I HOPE Y'ALL ENJOY THIS CHAPTER!

Lelani's POV

Stepping outta the shower i felt refreshed. Dicked down 2 days in a row and i was feeling all types of happy. I cheesed hard as fuck while watching myself in the bathroom mirror, using my palm to swipe away all the fog. I took in my natural features and sighed happily. Right now, i loved being me. I softly ran my fingers through my curls, realizing that i may be needing a trim sometime soon. 

'IMMA POPPIN ASS BITCH, LEMME REMIND YA! 

DON'T RUN I CAN ALWAYS COME AND FIND YA!

AIN'T NO BITCH IN ME, BITCH COME PROPER!' 

I recognized that shit as my new ringtone and scrunched my face wondering when the fuck someone changed it to that Rico Nasty song. I quickly opened the bathroom door, walking out into the hotel suite to find my phone vibrating on the nightstand table. 

'YANA BANA ❤️️❤️️❤️️👯' I grinned. I ain't heard from my bitch in a whole ass week. 

"YANNNNNNNNNNIEEEEEE!" I screamed into the phone while answering it. I heard someone speaking lowly in the background before laughing a little. I placed the phone on speaker and decided to start getting dressed, grabbing some lotion and a fresh pair of underwear from the Bape duffel bag Tavares sneakily brought for me on this 'trip'. 

"Girl where the fuck are you?" Was all she said and i rolled my eyes, as i began to lotion my skin with a scented cream from Victoria's Secret. She wasn't even supposed to be back yet, it had only been what, 4 days? I pouted a little bit knowing that when we got back to Chicago me and Tavares would have to part ways. A bitch was really starting to actually like this nig-

CRASH!

I jumped up from the bed after hearing something from inside the living room and frowned, my heart beat slowly beginning to speed up. What in the FUCK? 

"Lee?" My head snapped back down to the phone, just now remembering about Yana. I looked down to myself and decided to get dressed before my dumbass ran out there butt booty naked without even knowing what the fuck was going on. I sat back down onto the bed and pulled out my pink cotton panty, and black bra with pink polka dots on it, sliding that bitch on real fuckin quick. 

"Yeah bitch, i'm here- my bad." I mumbled, shuffling through my duffle bag to pull out some dark washed ripped jeans and a plain long sleeved baby pink V neck cropped sweater. I slid on some white ankle socks and put on my grey Uggs, sighing as i grabbed the same towel i used to dry my body with to shake out my still wet ass hair. 

"Lee- Mama and I got back yesterday and them fuckin' stank ass Feds won't stop knockin' on our damn door! Bitch did you fuckin' forget yo ass needa lettem' kno what you finna do wit yo mama?" She said and i groaned. I 100 percent forgot about that shit, and to be honest my ass was trying real hard to forget about it too. Like, who the fuck does that shit? Locks they own mama up? Plus, the fact that she was sick made it even worse. I hadn't spoken to her ever since the entire Hospital drama and i wasn't intending to. Ever.

"Yana what the fuck am i supposed to even do? Lock my own Mama up?" I asked while throwing the now damp towel into the hamper, letting my curls drop and sit against my shoulder carelessly. 

"I meaaaaaan she DID try to kill yo ass, Lee. Like she fucking rocked yo shit like Mayweather. If that was me shit would have to get poppin bitch. Ain't no way i'm lettin nobody do me like that, blood or not." She said and i rolled my eyes, smiling slightly.