Trap Niggas

Chapter10

With niyah
-hair salon-

Niyah pov
Well I'm doing good I have my own house with my 2 year old lil girl Riyah bills were doing good.. Well not really me and tray still on bad terms and he can't stand me from what happend years ago... I mean gosh..

Niyah: how you want your hair

Riley: um braids

Niyah: small medium or larger

Riley: daddy can I get them medium

Stephen: I don't care baby girl

Niyah:(looks at Stephen)

Stephen looks at her and winks by this time Niyah had already started on her hair

8 hours later

Niyah: okay Riley were done

Riley: okay thank you so much niyah

Niyah: np babygirl

Riley: I'll go get my dad

She goes and gets him and he walks back in and they started talking and then exchanged number

-Brie and august house-
Sheila: oh my grandbaby have gotten so big

Brooklyn: grandma I have 19 dolls daddy brought me for being good

Sheila: ooooo can grandma see

Brooklyn runs upstairs

Brie: momma sheila idk why you spoil her so much

Sheila: cause she the youngest out of all my grands

Brie:(laughs)

Aug: Mel come on nie damn

Mel: what niggah aye watch ya self

Aug: fuck outta here

Mel and august laugh

Noonie: uncle august can I stay to night with Brooklyn please uncle

Aug: yeah ion care ask yah dad

Noonie: dad please

Mel: yes

Noonie: yay Brooklyn he said yeah

Brooklyn and noonie runs upstairs screaming

Brie: girls stop screaming please

Noonie: sorry aunt Brie

Brie laughs and goes back into the kitchen to help momma Sheila

Mel: we should go mess with mama and Brie

Aug: just like old times

Mel: except you was going with Taylor ugly ass

Aug:(laughs) niggah stfu and let's go mess with momma them

Mel: ite

-kitchen-

Sheila: I remember when august and Mel ran around butt necked

Brie:(laughs) momma you are a trip

Sheila: it's the truth

Aug:(walks in) whoa whoa whoa y'all don't he talking over my food

Mel:(walks in) Ikr

Sheila: boyy don't you start y'all not to old to get y'all asses beat

Mel:(laughs) we grown now momma we aint 4 and 6 no more

Aug:(laughs) Ikr baby your ass to giggly you needa change

Brie: what august no

Shelia: oh leave her alone I use to be like that back in 19--

Aug:(covers ears) we don't wannah know that

Mel: ew gosh(covers his ears)

Brie:(laughs) momma was a freak

Shelia: you got that right baby

Food was finally done and everybody was eating

Mel: momma that was good

Shelia: don't just thank me thank Brie to

Mel: sister the food was amazing

Aug: it's was alright but me and Mel could have did it better

Mel: for real(daps him)

Brie:(rolls eyes)

Brooklyn= klyn

Klyn: mommy if grandpa was here it would have been so much fun

Aug:(puts his head down)

Mel: yeah

Aug: excuse me

Shelia: ik baby it would have but he's up in heaven watching us

Kyln: no grandma he's right there

Brie: klyn stop it

Klyn; mommy look he's right there(points to him)

Brie: that's enough klyn

August and Brie room

Brie:(walks in) baby are you okay(close the door)

Aug:(lays back on the bed) you know I just miss him

Brie: yeah ik baby but look he's in heaven looking down at you and loving every moment you do with Brooklyn that he didn't get to do

Aug:(sits up) yeah you right bout that

Brie:(gets In between his legs) you okay now

Aug:(holds on Brie waist) yeah

Brie:(smiles) klyn miss him to

Aug:(gets up) I'm so glad I pick you

Brie kisses him and they go back downstairs

-Next Day-
Everybody decided to meet up at tray house for a come together and stuff it's was real awkward because everybody was acting like nun happend

-Tray House-

Tray: what's up sis

Brie: omg hi tray

Tray: wow you gotten thicker (looks at august)

Aug:(mouths) tearing that ass up

Brie:(looks back)

Klyn: mommy my feet hurt

Brie: hold on baby

Tray: you must be Brooklyn

Brooklyn: yes Brooklyn samone alsina and you are

Tray: tray bills your uncle

Klyn: I have a lot of Uncles momma

Brie: yes

Then out of no where niyah walks in