Capone III (Season one: Delgato Family, #3)

by Jahquel J.

“Your day next you fat muthafucka.”

This nigga had the nerve to pull out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and dab his eyes like he was crying.

Capone Delgato had to be the most bold and disrespectful man I had ever come across, and I had come across many men who pretended to be like that. Capone was like that, and he proved it to me today.

I was nosey, so I went over to look at what caused this bitch to break out in tears. I didn’t think a heartless bitches had tears.

“This is why I’m going to continue to give you the world. You deserve that shit, Erin… you hear me?” “I don’t need the world. I just need you, Capone.”

“If I was one of those women, I would have never had you ready to marry me on day one.” “Chill.” “You want to lie, Winston? I had you opened like a can of Pringles.”

“Oh, Capone? Erin is good for you. It hurts like hell to admit, but she’s a good person.” I smiled thinking about my baby. “I know… why you think I married her? With all the bad I do; I needed some good in my life.”

“I ain’t built like you and Capone though. Y’all really do this shit… basketball I do, this… I don’t.”

Capone reached across and pulled me over toward him, kissing the side of my head. “Love you, Kid… let’s get it.”

It wasn’t every day that you had Capone Delgato telling you that he had your follow up and he was on what you were on.

I did this for Joie, and I would be going to college for Erin. Somebody had to keep the dream that we had alive.

Ella was still in love with my husband, and being around him while living under the same roof wasn’t any good. That was like letting a crackhead live in a trap house.

“I can,” he looked at my stomach. “Shot that club up quick.” “Whatever, Capone Winston!” I mushed his ass. “You proud that you trapped my ass?” “Sure the fuck is.”

“May she rest in piss.”

Erin was my comfort, the reason I was put on this earth. I was meant to be her person – her husband. Nothing brought me greater joy than knowing I was coming home, and she would be there waiting for me. She was my heart.

He killed Trilla’s damn mama. Then, Capone had the nerve to go to her funeral, shaking Trilla’s hand with the same hands I’m sure he used to snuff the life out of her.

When I opened my eyes, I started to panic because I felt something hard lodged down my throat – pause.

“I want you happy and that doesn’t come with stipulations either. Even if that means you work it out with Naheim.”

My brother would catch a case behind his wife and would smile in the mug shot like it was nothing. I’ve never had that kind of love where a man would crash out behind me.

She forgot that I don’t play fair, and I damn sure don’t play checkers. I play for your life, and I play chess.

They had a shared plot, and I had come out a few months before to visit them and shoot the breeze.

You know how they said the weapons formed against you won’t prosper, or whatever they said. Well, them shits were prospering, and I didn’t know what the hell to do.

There was no beating Capone Delgato. Every time I thought I had the upper hand, he showed me that it was a lie.

They say if you want to laugh then tell God your plans.

It was hard to be bitter or even petty with someone who didn’t give any energy to it.

We both sat quietly watching each other’s first love be happy with someone else.

“Gorgeous, I ain’t never seen a pussy stretch that wide… you want me to rub ointment on the stitches for you when we’re home?”

“Pri, go and see the damn baby. You fidgeting like a damn dope feen.” She tossed her purse up on the bed and rushed over toward the bassinet.

When I tried to come up with a name, I kept thinking about Capri. How I wanted my daughter to be as strong as her auntie.

Kincaid and Capri were dating and taking it slow. She didn’t want to rush into things again and end up heartbroken. Although, I think Kincaid would break his own heart before he ever broke hers. He loved her, and you could see it through his actions.

Ella was also dating someone, and he wasn’t trying to line both her and CJ up.

“Remember when I said I would shoot a nigga for you?” “Uh huh.” “Now that you’re my wife and had my daughter…I’m not wrap too tight up there when it comes to you and Cee-cee.”

“A nigga been in there too long? Kissing me and shit.”

“I ain’t take shit from in that bitch. Can’t be free when you still got shit that you were locked up with.”

“I’m stepping back, Capp. I’ve been running it up while you were down, it’s time for me to be present with my wife and kids.”