Good Girls Need Love Too.

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Lelani
Lāy-la-nēē
heavenly flowers; royal child.

"6 in the morning nigga at my door,
im tryna figure out what he out thea for,
last time i seen him he was talking shit,
found out his new girl can't suck no DICK"!

My sister, Milan, and I laughed as she sung along to the greatest ever "Fuck these niggas" song.

Milan and I were both 17 and we were both born on June 29th. As much as we looked alike, you'd think that we were twins.

We weren't though. Our daddy's hoe ass just got both of our mom's pregnant around the same time, and we just happened to be born on the same day. Fate maybe. Whatever it was, we were definitely the closest.

Along with me and Milan were my two older siblings, (JJ) Jovani Jr., 19, and Alana, 22. We all lived with our father Jovani Sr., who owned his own law firm "Daniels & Daniels" in Downtown Atlanta.

We had money money. But the money never changed a damn thing. Not for me at least. I was still the same level-headed, humble, good girl.

It was our last day of school of me & Milan's junior year. I really wanted to go and see if i could get some summer assignments and tell all of my teachers how much I'd miss them over the break.

Milan told me that i was "buggin", and that "them bitches ain't gone miss us so fuck em. We skipping bitch so be ready at 11." Damn.

It wasn't like she hated school. Milan and I both took all AP classes this year, and she actually made amazing grades. Better than mine and my gpa was a 4.932 at the end of our last semester.

The girl was just mean as hell. She wanted everyone to know that she didn't give a fuck about nothing. And truth is? She really didn't.

Me on the other hand? Not so much. I couldn't stop giving a fuck if I tried. I was super loyal and I always watched out for everyone else before I made sure that I was straight.

Milan cussed me out so many times for doing that. It's the reason why I didn't have any friends.

"Them bitches using you and you just letting them! I'm finna beat they ass and yours, on ma mama!" Milan yelled at me while the other girls sat there with their heads down.

It was the beginning of my sophomore year and 3 girls walked up to me at school wanting to be friends. Me being me, i was really happy.

Little did i know, they were gonna start using me to buy them things because they knew that my dad had money. & when i found out about it guess what i did?

Continue buying them things.

Milan's whole body turned red when she found out and she didn't talk to me for a week. To make matters worse, the same thing happened the beginning of our junior year, but this time i was doing everyone's homework.

I shook away my thoughts and got ready to go to school. I don't care what Milan says, i was not skipping.