Up Up and Away

Where you repping

Mel POV
This morning me and my bros are going to wake up my bitch ass brother Clyde coz he always waking up late so we're gonna get some ice cubes and throw ova' his head, we sneak into his room, but when we got there he wasn't there we was looking around for his bitch ass.
All of the sudden I heard giggling I looked up and Clyde tip the bucket all over our heads, then he spirited out of his room, I just ran right after him I didn't even stop to sort myself out, I just leg it

'Clyde where the fuck are you I jus want to talk to you.' I yelled and my Orleans accent came out proper thick.
He came out and put his hands up

Clyde-'finally got you guys, yess' he said all happily, I just clenched my jaw and nodded

Me- 'You got three seconds to run my nigga'

Clyde-'I ain't going nowhere'

Me- '1'

Clyde -'I'm still ain't going'

Me-'2,3, I did warn your ass' I impatiently said then I was about to slapped him but my mom came and pop me on the back of my head

Me-'mama I had him' I whined

Mama-'you ain't touching my baby' she said while kissing Clyde on the forehead.
Mama-'AND DON'T ACT LIKE I DIDN'T HEAR YOU CUSS AND IF I EVER HEAR YOU CUSS IN THIS BLOODCLART HOUSE AGAIN WATCH, SEEN' she said with her Jamaican accent coming though.
When she said that I just nodded and didn't say anything else coz if I do I know I'll get my lightskin self  would be fucked, especially when my mom has her thick Jamaican accent coming out and Jamaicans don't play when you cuss around, ahh them ones there smh..

I looked at Clyde and he was giving me the biggest grin of his life, I just gave him the finger without mama looking. He just rolled his eyes, I went back in the house put dry myself off and putting dry clothes on and getting grabbing a dry towel to sort out my hair

Cleon-'Aye Mel your boys outside' said when I came downstairs

I dap Cleon I went out to my boys were, I either nodded or dap them while approaching Monty.

Monty-'whassup Bruh'

Me-nothing much was happening with you

Monty-nothing much but we need to ask you something?

Me-sure knock your self out

Monty-Who u repping now

Me-what u mean 'who I'm repping' now? I said with a sarcastic tone and drying hair

Monty-apparently I heard a rumour saying that u don't fuck with us no more and you leaving the trap life

Me-the first sounds dumb as hell not fucking with you lot coz that part ain't true, but me leaving trap life is true, but the reason is is because I don't want my family to get hurt you know, I don't really give a fuck about me but I know if I die in these streets I know my brothers will be fucked up especially Clyde coz he always look up to me like a father figure especially when my pops died and nobody don't really understand what he saying coz how he speaks which piss me off sometimes coz I know what he saying

Monty- I swear ur brother Clyde is a little bitch boy you know, to make him even more of a bitch boy wants to sing and rap, and I bet he can't even do that stuttering ass, and it's true I can't understand what the fuck he saying, he said while chuckling

Me-Aye monty don't talk about my brother like that Bruh he's different from any of us all we want is the money with him it's different.

Monty- I swear u sound like a bitch

Clyde- Who you calling a bitch

Clyde said crept up to Monty, let me tell Monty is like 5"9 and Clyde is 6"5, so Clyde had crept over him to square up to him, and I know Monty thinks he isn't scared of Clyde, coz of he 'speech and accent' but in reality he's low-key scared of him.
My mama always say to have either back no matter what.
My pops always say watch out for Clyde because people pick on him because of his speech impediment & he has lisp.