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Jahquel J.
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August 4 - August 5, 2025
My apartment wasn’t much, and our landlord was a creep, but it was still home. It had been home for the past three years, and I appreciated every piece of secondhand furniture I had sourced.
I lost my childhood and was forced to become a woman quicker than I was ready to be. My only hope for this baby I was carrying was to give them a life that they didn’t have to hide from.
It was normal to me because we both took turns getting knocked against the wall. We both minded our business and never got involved with each other’s shit. I knew when I saw her man staggering up the stairs that the night would be a long one, and she would leave out the next morning with dark shades and caked on makeup.
If Zayne told me that he would always find me, then Taz finding me would be ten times easier. He had the money and the pull to find me wherever I went. Not to mention, where was I going to run away to? I had no money, education, or job. I was stuck. Raheem truly fucked me over for a couple grand.
The traps were all up and running like that fat bitch Trilla never existed. Money was good and business was even better. Nobody was stupid enough to try something with the way that Trilla had been taken out. With the way Capone had cleared house, I had to admit it was quiet in New York.
When I was released, it was hard for me not to want to whip his ass all up and through Capone’s crib. I had given him my baby sister on a platter, and he fumbled that shit horribly. How the fuck do you lose a woman like Capri?
Capri was too good of a person because she helped him with his son. When his nanny couldn’t make it, she would step in and be there. They were damn near co-parenting a child that wasn’t hers. I saw how Capri was with the baby, and I could tell that she loved him because he was a piece of Naheim.
Now that I was home and saw my sister often, it was hard seeing her as an adult. As a woman that could hold her own. Capone put me onto how Capri knew how to hold her own. I was so proud of both Capone and Capri because they held shit down while I was away. As the oldest, it was hard sitting back not knowing how things would play out with our family.
My mind went crazy thinking about that bitch nigga putting his hands all over my baby. Not only did he touch her, but he also went ahead and put his seed inside of her. If that wasn’t enough, he had the nerve to get her pregnant and then have her out here pushing a fucking shopping cart while pregnant. I wanted to punch him in the chest and pistol whip his ass because he had her out here like this.
If I didn’t know any better, she didn’t seem broken up or even sad about it. “My condolences.” “You can keep them. Zayne was a horrible person and I’m at peace knowing that he’s going where he deserves to go.” She sighed, then stopped before putting her hand on top of her stomach.
I looked over at her, and then my heart went all haywire again. Her olive complexion, light brown eyes and two beauty marks that graced the opposite sides of her face made me go stupid in the chest. Not even mentioning when she smiled. Alaia didn’t even realize that she could get whatever she wanted out of me with those dimples.
I damn sure didn’t plan on running into Alaia today, or else I would have been taking her somewhere else to chill with her longer.
All bark with little to no bite, or he always had someone do the biting for him. “Alaia, I’ll see you again, Beautiful.” She gave me a quick smile before she turned it off and headed toward her building.
Cappadonna was my entire heart, and we had been through everything together. When he got knocked and sent upstate, I promised I would hold him down, and I have been holding him down. Whenever he wanted to see me, I was taking that long ass drive up to the prison to visit him. He called; I answered before the phone could reach the second ring. I’ve been down with him and holding him down for so long that I needed to have my fun too.
Cappadonna may have had his shit with him, but he made sure that I was paid. I never had to pay for anything since Capp has been in prison. He made sure I had everything I could ever want. All I had to do was complain and he made it happen. He was Mr. Make It Happen.
He was finally out of prison, and he wanted to do a boring dinner and chill for the night? I thought when he came home, we would be ripping the streets and in every party that was going on. With the weather getting nicer, everybody was throwing a kickback and I wanted to show up on his arm.
I stepped back into his arms and stood on my toes while puckering up my lips. He dropped a few kisses onto my lips and grabbed my ass in the process. The roughness from his grab had me ready to abandon this appointment and go back to my place.
Even when I boarded that flight, my heart had always been with Capp. Despite what people loved to believe, I loved him when he didn’t have a dollar to his name. I was heartbroken when I left him behind and moved. His ass never checked on me and didn’t give a damn that I had picked my life up and moved away.
Spite brewed within my veins, and I refused to tell Capp that I was pregnant with his baby. It wasn’t like his ass was checking for me, anyway, so why should I tell him that I was carrying his baby. Say what you want about the Delgato men, they were good men. Cappadonna would have stepped up to the plate and raised our baby. I was too bitter and didn’t want him to be involved. I was determined to raise this baby on my own and not reach out for any help.
I tried to be a mother for a few months, and I couldn’t do it. Capella was such a fussy baby, and motherhood was so hard. If it wasn’t for my grandmother, I don’t know what I would have done. I told her I was going to New York to visit and would be back, and I left Capella with her and never looked back. Motherhood wasn’t for me, and I had worked ten times harder not to end up with another baby inside of me.
My lifestyle was very much due to how well my man took care of me. Were there others that filled the gap while he was away? Yes. None of them meant anything to me and I never kept them around long enough to feel anything for them. I used to feel guilty about sleeping around behind Capp’s back, and then changed how I was looking at the situation. If the roles were reversed, I knew he wouldn’t have been able to be faithful to me.
He messed with his beard and stared at me. “You love to rewrite history, Ken. I told you that if you didn’t want to have kids then I would find someone that would.” “And I told you that I wish you would. Just because I don’t want to have kids doesn’t mean you can toss me away like I’m trash. I’ve been the one here holding you down and you’re gonna do me like that.” He laughed.
Last night didn’t go the way that I thought it would have. I thought the minute we hit the house that we would have been ripping each other’s clothes off and fucking on the couch. It was something that I missed about him. Capp would get it on anywhere when it came to me, and I desperately missed that. After he forced me to brush my teeth, he then allowed me to kiss him all over him while rubbing his body. I was practically throwing this ass on him, and he was just sitting there like I was a statue.
I had been patient for years and now that it was right in front of me, I wanted to do more than suck on it until I choked. I wanted to feel it inside of me and climb him like a jungle gym. So much for wishful thinking because his ass got his nut off, and then we went to sleep.