One way ticket (MP)

Make It Rain

We get into the car and Mattia hands me the aux cord.

Mattia: Put some Headie One on

You: Headie One? How'd you know about him

Mattia: Because he's on of the best UK drill rappers

You: Ah shit, say less

I put some Headie One on and we start vibing, the Coldstone was like 25 minutes away I don't know why he wanted it so bad but I still excited since it was my first time there.

A/n: If you're american I do recommend you listen to Headie One he's actually a 🐐.

We pull up outside the ice cream place and head in, it wasn't busy probably because it was nearly 1am, we get served and we decide to eat the ice cream in the shop, it took me a second to realise we were back in GreenWood but it seemed like it was the less 'ghetto' area if that was even possible. Mattia goes onto his phone to answer a message, looks back up at me pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs.

You: Whassup?

Mattia: We have to go to Miedo's house

You: And how is that a problem?

Mattia: The glock is at home, you know it's not mine

You: We can drive back I don't mind

Mattia: Well I kinda wanted to go get some McDonald's and we could of eaten on the beach or sum

You: Oh well, if Miedo needs you then we best go

I wanted to tell him that I hated McDonald's but he already seemed mad so I didn't want to add fuel to the fire. He nods and we head out the store, he grabs a paper towel and wipes the ice cream from side of my mouth and we drive off back to his house. Mattia was shouting at everyone on the road even if it was his fault, something must of happened. He sped up to the point where we going 20 over the speed limit, we pull up and I decide to stay in the car to save time. Mattia runs out with the same glock he held up to Makai's head the other day and another which I haven't seen before, he gets in and hands me one of the guns.

You: I'm guessing this is for me

Mattia: Yeah unfortunately.

You: Whats that supposed to mean?

Mattia: To be honest I didn't even want you to know that I fucked with a gang but since you told me about Jahvon I thought it might be easier for you to understand

You: I couldn't care if you were in a gang or not especially if it's family. Living in London has told me many things one of them being not to be scared of death. Look at this.

I lift up my vest and show Mattia the wound, it was still quite a new wound so it looked worse than it felt, he couldn't believe his eyes, he didn't know wether to be angry or sympathetic.

Mattia: What the fuck.

You: The UK doesn't have guns so what's the next best thing? A knife, well a machete in my case