good girl, bad b.

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Lelani

June 23, 2019

10:26 am

A week has went by since the restaurant incident.

Me and Christian have been texting ever since, and he's literally the sweetest... but I can't stop thinking about Rugrat.

My mind is telling me that Christian is the better choice, but my heart.. it wants to be with Rugrat.

I barely know him. Why he got me feeling like this?

I've been interested in boys before, but no one's ever sparked my attention like he does.

I was at my Aunt Bea's house for the weekend. Bea was my mom's sister who moved to Atlanta not too long after me.

She was definitely more like a sister than an aunt, especially since she was only 25.

Only downside about Bea was that she was never home. She worked as an RN at Northside Hospital from sun up to sundown.

She always said that she worked so much that she'd never want for anything again, and neither will her future kids. A motherfuckin queen.

I got up and took care of my hygiene, taking a shower just to put my pj's on once again. It was that kind of day. I looked shitty so I braided my hair down and threw my wig on.

After fixing my appearance, I decided to flick it up for the gram.

After fixing my appearance, I decided to flick it up for the gram

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Every time I post a pic, thirsty ass niggas flood into my DM's.

I don't even bother opening them. Not even on no stuck up type of shit.

I just don't feel like wasting my time. I already know what the outcome will be.. if that makes sense.

We'll text for some weeks, he'll try to link, I'll say sure, "come meet my daddy so we can", and then he says nevermind.

Or..

We'll text for a month or so, he'll try to fuck, I'll say, "no I'm waiting for marriage", and he'll call me a lemon, or square and stop fucking with me.

I didn't care though.

Nobody was touching, let alone seeing my body until I was ready.

I honestly didn't intend on waiting until marriage, but the reactions I get from telling people that, tells me what type of guy I'm dealing with.

If you caught and attitude and started acting funny, then I knew that you weren't the one for me.

But if you actually even considered waiting? Having a slither of patience with me? .. You were worth me letting you pursue me.

(mental note ladies: let these niggas chase YOU!! never the other way around)

But then again, I haven't met one with patience yet when sex came up.

Some boys will do anything to get their peters wet.

But I have faith that I'll meet a good one. "And when I do God? Or if I already have met a good one? I need a sign." I thought out loud.

My phone buzzed 2 times, pulling me out of my thoughts.

11:04 am Christian 🥰: you busy today? Let me take you out. I promise I ain't no sex trafficker 😂 and you'll be back before 10 pm.

11:03 am (978)-543-7621: dis Rugrat. Wayne gave me ya numba. You busy? I wanna talk to ya.

WTF am I going to do.

both of these fine ass niggas texted me a minute apart.. hold up.

They setting my young ass up?

Or is this God's sign?

Nah this can't be the sign.

11:07 am (978)-543-7621: oh and if u keep textin Chris? Imma beat the fuck outta you.

Chris who?

I guess that was my sign. Whew.

11:10 am Me: lmaoo okay, and nah I'm not busy. Come on over. I'm at my aunts. I'm sending you the addy rn.

I looked decent in my pj's, but I can't let him 'see me see me" like that. I put on some stacked leggings and a white crop top with some LV sandals.

I needed a pedi but my polished white toes were still cute.

About 30 minutes later, a crème colored Benz truck pulled into the driveway. Damn.

He got out the truck looking every bit of edible.

A collared, white, short sleeved Gucci shirt with green and red stripes around the arms, light washed skinny ripped jeans, and some white, green, and red Jordan 4's. He finished his look off with a skinny diamond chain, and some diamond studs.

He looked at me standing at the door and he smiled realll big. Lord he got the grills in today.

I could have fainted. The way the sun was dancing on his skin, making his whole body glow?

"Well you look cute as fuck lil mama". He said walking up to me, smothering me in a big hug.

Gareddd. I don't know what heaven smelled like, but it definitely had to be something like him.

I could birth alllll of this mans babies right now. On Jesus Devonte Bartholomew Christ.

I got lost in his big, mysterious eyes.

"You good shawty?" He snapped his fingers in my face, bringing me out of my daze.

"I am fine Christian! Let me lock up so we can go".

Thought I was gonna say Rugrat huh? 🙃

Ain't nan nigga telling me who I can and can't text.

Especially a nigga who "doesn't know me".

I deleted his text thread, locked the door, and prepared for a great day with Christian.

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