Our Family's Plague

My Last Week

Mel's POV

Mail day is today usually I don't really care for it because I never get mail but today was different, I got mail and someone called me. Sitting in the main yard with my crew when  they called my name.

"Montez! You got a call!" 

I was extremely confused, my family don't have contact with me it protects our name; it keeps them out of the trouble my father and I created. I walked over to the phones and picked up the call "Yo?" 

"Mel honey? I only have a few minutes, your father and I got arrested last night and Bria was taken by DCF." my mom spoke softly but you can tell she was about to cry.

"What? what the hell happened?!" 

"Your father never quit doing the things you both did. He stopped for a month or two when you got arrested but started back up when everything was calmed down. He didn't tell me or Bria until a few weeks ago when Bria found some papers involving your ex boyfriend and his family. They were planning on breaking out Benny and you but there was so much more that I can't say out loud." she whispered the last part.

"Idiots. Bria always knew all of mine and his hiding places, Please tell me he didn't drag her into it like he did with me when i found out about the heists and hit-mans!?." I started to breathe hard, it pissed me off. Bria is only 14 years old, I was 14 when I found out that shit and look where I ended up at 16 years old I spent my sweet 16 in juvenile. 

"No I wouldn't let him and he learned that lesson, he also thought if he did let her in and it blew up like it did before; Bria goes to juvenile with you right when your'e about to get out, you would be back in for beating the hell out of him or potentially killing him."

"Mom I wouldn't kill him but I would beat the fuck out of him so fucking bad he wouldn't be able to walk as he was in jail. Bria is way too fucking young. Fucking dumbass!" I slightly yelled.

"Montez!" 

"Yeah yeah I know, watch your mouth I got it."

"Mel I got to go, you should be getting letter soon from your Uncle Jeremiah. He will be picking you up when you get out, he's getting Bria as well from foster care. Its going to be okay love I promise. I love you."

"I love you too." I hung up, I wiped away one single tear I was feared here I never cried I may be leaving but I'm gonna go how I came in. A cold ass bitch. 

I walked back to my crew's table "Yo Montez what the fuck just happened?" asked Poker. Poker got her name by always winning poker games and having a killer poker face, what I mean by that is someone accused her of cheating and she stabbed then in the arm without cracking her poker face. Its kinda funny though because she's a twig, a mixed, shaved head, no meat on her body twig but she bad. 

"My parents got arrested for the same shit I got arrested for, dumbasses" I laughed and my crew laughed along with me. 

A few days go by and I finally get a letter from my Uncle Jeremiah, it literally made no sense at all.

"When you come to live with me, you will take care of dogs, befriend cats, kill snakes, love goats, clean the house, help out Aunt Kiana and Oliver and most importantly work in the family business. we do not support others businesses so if you don't like it, pack your bags and live on the streets.  -Uncle Jeremiah" 

Excuse me what?