Lelani
We were now riding home, eating our wings and fries platter from Wings 101.
"Ight favorite color?" Christian asked me.
"Black. Favorite food?" I answered, and asked back.
"Hot wings of course. Can't live without them hoes. Favorite movie?"
"Love Jones. Maybe because of my obsession with Larenz Tate.... How do you feel about aliens... mermaids?" I always got weird looks when I asked people this. Let's see where his head is at.
"Well.. I believe in aliens.. but I don't think that they in space... they under wata right with the mermaids."
Now I'm looking at him like he's crazy.
He laughed. "Nah fareal babygirl, think about it. Them crackas done explored space a billion times ova. Ain't shit up there but planets and stars. But dat wata? The ocean? Only about 7% is explored. I just know it's all kinda shit down thea."
"Okay I can't lie, that does kind of make sense."
"Duh girl." He smiled at me. "Ight serious question. How do you feel about marriage?"
"I've always loved the idea of two souls joining as one through love, but I feel like these days, nobody takes it serious enough for me to get married. That's not normal, well it shouldn't be. Now that I think about it... marriage has always been rooted in greed and powered by money. Me marrying for love would be out of the norm and that's honestly even worse."
Christian just nodded processing what I said. Before he could respond, I asked him a question.
"I got a serious one for you too. How do you feel about being in love?"
"Ian never been in love so I can't answer dat." He responded dryly.
I know what that is. That's that "I've been in love before but I'll never tell you that because it's fuck her now" tone. I let it go and waited for him to ask the next question.
"You ever been in love?" He looked into my eyes and asked.
I had to look away because the face that popped into my head made me want to shoot myself.
"Nope. I've never been in love before either." I said with a nervous ass giggle. "If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you be right now?" I hurriedly tried to change the topic.
"Ahhh, definitely Africa. Always wanted to go back to da roots.. where errythang began. Most beautiful place on dis hea Earth." He answered. I could tell that he was serious because his eyes lit up while he talked about it. What pretty eyes they are... real deep brown, with a pretty red undertone.
"Lelani you ever killed anybody?"
"Boy what???" I laughed surprised that he asked that.
He pulled into my yard and replied while laughing, "Girl I'm serious. I needs ta know."
"That's too bad because I believe that that's question #22. Night Christian." I kissed his cheek and got out of the car, unlocked the door, and walked into the house.
It was about 7 pm, I knew that Alana would be home around 7:30, Daddy was at the firm, and JJ was probably with some hoe. There was music playing so I knew that someone was home. As We Lay played, by the queen, Kelly Price. I placed my platter in the kitchen and walked upstairs to my room. Then, i realized the music was coming from Milan's. She's been in a way better mood lately, laughing, giggling, inviting me to go out with her and doing stuff with me. So I wanted to return the "sisterly energy". I put my bag down on my bed and headed across the hall to tell her about my fun ass date. I knocked once and opened the door.
*creak creak creak*
I should have knocked twice.
No. I should have knocked three times and yelled, "HEY BITCH COME OPEN THE DOOR."
No.. I should have just stayed across the hall in my own fucking room because nothing could prepare me for what I saw.
Milan was fucking.. and not just anybody.. she was fucking kaine.. and that's not even the worse part because guess who was fucking kaine?
Our fucking brother, JJ.
I ran down the stairs and out of the house, shocked as hell.. this shit was beyond anything i could ever fucking imagine. Milan and JJ called after me but I was halfway down the road already. I don't know where I'm going, but I definitely didn't want to be there when Alana got there. She's going to kill everybody in that house.. shit.. she's gonna kill the whole fucking neighborhood.
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Good Girls Need Love Too.
General FictionLelani was sick and tired of being a Good Girl.. while contemplating on changing her "image", she meets 20 year old, Damari Thomas. Will he make it easier for Lelani to be herself? Or will he bring out the side that no one ever expected to see?