Cappadonna (Season two: Delgato Family: Cappadonna)

by Jahquel J.

There was a time when I told him that I had become interested in art, and he bought me a book from the bookstore with a bunch of contemporary art. It was the sweetest thing he had ever done for me, and I appreciated him for it.

counter, digging into my purse for my wallet. “Oh, no. You are fine… you’ve been paid up. Someone called in and paid for your next classes, and even enrolled you in the postpartum class I have.” “Excuse me?” “Yeah, they went ahead and booked you right on up. I guess you have some special people surrounding you.” She winked.

cappadonna 🥹

This little girl was growing so fast, and I wasn’t sure I would have any more room for her. Labor was the biggest thing that scared me. Being alone in the delivery room was a huge fear for me. I didn’t have anyone there to hold my hand and tell me everything would be alright.

you won’t be alone bookie

“Were you the one that paid for all of my classes?” I whispered, still not over the fact that he was sitting beside me. “Shh,” he shushed me, and started paying attention to whatever Blair was chatting about. I

thats a yes

Taz eventually paid to turn the lights back on, even though he didn’t show up at my apartment. I was just grateful to have my lights back on, and to not have to inconvenience Cappadonna anymore. The suite that we stayed in had to have cost him a lot of money, and I didn’t want him spending that much on me.

girl the amount for the suite was chump change for him

Our conversation that day had become too heavy for me, and I was scared. He wanted to know too much about my life, and I was afraid to be honest and tell him. A story about a girl being sold by her brother wasn’t exactly a crowd pleaser, and I hated for anybody to feel bad for me.

Cappadonna came behind me, like the other men in the class, and reached down below my stomach. Like Blair demonstrated, he lifted my belly slowly, taking away the weight and pressure that I carried. “Oh my,” I moaned because it felt that good. “Feel good, huh?” His cool breath tickled my ear lobe, as he had to bend to fully hold my stomach up since I was much shorter than him.

not the scenario i’m thinking of but close 😂😂 but i know that feeling must’ve felt good not being on their bladder

“I think you owe me this since you disappeared on me.” “I left you a note.” “Could have waited for me to come back and told me… communication is big with me, Alaia.” If I wasn’t feeling guilty before, I was feeling ten times guiltier seeing how he looked at me.

we’re sorry pooh

When he called me mama, I nearly became a puddle of water. I can say with all of my heart that I had never been turned on in my life.

The way my kitty felt was something that I had never experienced before. It only behaved that way when Cappadonna was around. I tried to play it cool like I wasn’t about to melt right before his eyes.

*finger bite* he better stop it

I didn’t get the ick when he called me beautiful like I did whenever I heard Zayne or Taz say it. They said it like I was a show pony, a possession, instead of a woman. Cappadonna said it like he meant it with every breath in his body. Like I was a piece of art, a view, that had taken his breath away the more he stared at it. I liked the way he said it more, and I held it close to my heart because it made me feel worthy. Worthy of someone finding me beautiful, worthy of someone actually loving me the way I wanted to be loved.

you are worthy mamas

Capp shook off the grimace that came across his face when he turned to face me. “When that day comes, just know I ain’t giving you back.” I smiled. “Thank you for the ride and today. I really appreciate you.” “You got my number, Alaia. Call me and I’m here,” he reminded me, stepping out the car to open the door for me.

sir yes sir!

“Aye baby boy… remember what I told you. Let me see her with a mark and that’s yo ass,” Cappadonna laughed while walking back to the driver’s side.

AND THAT’S ON WHAT?!? period

Capp cruised slowly, looking at me. “You can come with me whenever you ready, mama.” I offered a weak smile and waved as I climbed the steps. My heart desperately wanted to get back in the car and go with him.

girl if you don’t get in that car—

watched as his car sped off my block before climbing the stairs slowly to my apartment. Not even a second before I walked through the door, I felt the sting and pressure from the punch that Taz tossed my way.

I KNEW HIS PONK ASS WAS GONNA HURT HER

“You got to be fucking slow or something for you not to listen to what I said. I told you last time to leave that nigga alone and here yo’ happy ass go climbing out of his truck. What the fuck is with you?” He kicked me.

UHN UHN CAPP BRING YOUR ASS AROUND

“Who the fuck does he think he is fucking with? Keep dealing with his ass and I can promise I’ll sell your fucking daughter off the minute she’s fucking born. Don’t act like I haven’t done the shit before. You got that good hair, too… could get more money for her.”

he’s fucking disgusting and racist

In Delaware and Philly, he ran houses filled with women and teenagers. Some of the women he pimped were there willingly, they felt like they had no other place in this world but to have him trick them out to men. Then, he had some girls that were being trafficked. Some of them were missing girls from the area.

no woman nor child should ever experience the ways of being trafficked

From the way Zayne told it, you would have assumed it was a love story. He always speaks about how he fell in love when he first laid eyes on me. Meanwhile, I hated him the moment I met him.

of course his perverted ass would reverse history

My eyes were completely swollen shut and the bruise on the side of my face was massive. I held back the sob that threatened to escape as I looked at myself. How many more times was I going to look in this mirror at the disfigurement of my face. This wasn’t the first time I couldn’t recognize myself in the mirror.

wait until cappadonna gets ahold of this

Places like this always made me itch because of the way these people viewed me. They saw the tattoos and my black skin and immediately felt like I didn’t belong in their funky ass country club. Meanwhile, I had more money than half they balding asses and they had the nerve to turn their nose up at me.

exactly with their prejudice

Forty was a DEA agent and his reputation wasn’t anything to fuck around with. We both decided on two different paths, and that never changed the friendship. I could always expect for my guy to put something on my books, even though he knew I didn’t need it. Forty was the reason we stayed one step ahead of everything. That offshore account he had was stacked lovely. He looked out for my brother when I couldn’t and I could never repay him for that shit.

forty is a real one 🙂‍↕️

“Forty, I feel guilty as fuck about not being in this boy’s life. He’s not even a fucking boy anymore. A whole grown man and I’m supposed to just tell him that I’m his father.” Forty chuckled. “How the fuck do you know that he doesn’t already know? I mean, he has that Delgato DNA cruising through him.”

exactly he’s not dumb

When Kendra smiled and waved at Chubs like she hadn’t pushed him out her own pussy, I knew that I needed to sit far away from her. How could a mother pretend that she didn’t know her own son? Her cousin told me that she raised him for the first few months of his life before she was out.

and that’s exactly what she did smh

Forty remained sitting back as he stared at me. “Capp, you not going back to prison, not even for her.” “What you mean?” “I see that crazed ass look in your eyes when you talk about her. Stay out her shit and let her handle it.” “Nah.”

forty knew he wasn’t gonna let up so i don’t know why he asked

Kincaid: she just hopped in a Mercedes… following behind. Me: Copy.

he got kendra followed KSDHSKSJSK

Kendra had been for the streets when I met her, and I thought I could take the challenge and turn her into what I wanted her to be. Even though I knew she wasn’t acting right out here, I still took care of her. There wasn’t shit that she couldn’t ask for that I wouldn’t get for her. I made shit happen for her.

now you know you can’t turn a hoe into a housewife

She ain’t lied when she said that she wasn’t the same twenty-one-year-old anymore. I didn’t even recognize this Kendra, and the shit made me mad every time she was near me. She rubbed me the wrong way. How could she act like she didn’t know her own son? If you didn’t have loyalty toward your own son, then how the fuck could I expect the same from her as my woman?

took me a little while to make it from Jersey to Queens, where they were dining. Kincaid was parked on the block on his Ducati. When he saw me, he nodded as I double parked in front of the restaurant.

NOT HIM GONNA CRASH THEIR DINNER

The green grassed background in the restaurant told me that Hookah and lamb chops were on the menu. The music was playing while everyone was turning up with their people and enjoying the overpriced, watered down cocktails they were serving.

those restaurants be having the worst service

Like I said, I knew my girl better than she knew herself. She was sipping her drink while twirling her hair around her fingers. Hair that I probably paid for, because it looked fresh from last week at Jo’s birthday dinner.

awww shit 😂😂😂😂

Kendra choked on her drink and was gasping for air when she saw me take a seat. “You good, baby?” I laughed, taking the menu from her side of the table, and looking it over. Like I expected, lamb chops were right on the menu next to some remixed oxtail meal that nobody asked for.

ooooh my god

“The fuck you mean your shorty… Kendra been wifey. She told me about you being in prison and like I said, I stepped up⁠—” He didn’t finish his sentence because he didn’t see my hand as I smashed his head into his plate of oxtail lasagna. He tried swinging and moving his head, and I slammed it back down into his plate, shattering the glass plate.

NIGGADHDDHJFJ

“You see that pussy hightailing it to the front of the restaurant? That shit belongs to me… feel me? Touch her again and I can promise it won't be glass embedded into your ass, but it will be fucking lead. My name may be Capp, but lil’ nigga, I don’t fucking cap. When I say some shit… I mean it.” All that mouth he had was gone because he didn’t say shit. I stood up, using the napkin beside him to wipe my hand. “Chill with all that wave grease, too.”

DATS NY NIGGA 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

“Get in my loose pussy hooker,” I winked, and she hesitantly climbed in.

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

I made no attempt to slow down. “He fucked that pussy, Kendra?” “No. We only kissed,” she spoke with her eyes closed.

AND YOU STILL LYING?!?!?

Kendra may have thought she won this round, but there was always a method to my madness, and she would soon learn why the fuck they called me the crazy twin.

wait until he finds out they’re engaged

“How long have you’ve known?”

chubs 🥺

“You grown as fuck now so it ain’t like I can punish you or some shit… but I want to get to know you. I want to have a father and son relationship… I didn’t get the chance to be there before, but I promise on my life that I’m here now…ight?” He shook his head, and wiped away a tear that escaped his eyes. “I’m being soft as shit.”

you’re not being soft baby boy. you need your dad

I pulled him back into my arms and hugged him tighter this time. “If I pull your ass into a hug randomly, it’s because I’m making up for all the hugs that I missed.” “Ight.”

father and son reunited

“Got a little room that I rent for now… why?” “Yeah, you moving out that shit… I’m gonna get us a fucking house. I don’t care if you grown, either. I’m gonna make you fucking breakfast and all that shit.” We both started laughing because I know I sounded crazy; I was serious though. I was getting the chance to be a father to my son, and I wasn’t going to take that shit for granted, either.

they’re gonna be the best father and son duo ever

Her drama was less intense than the shit that I was in. She was forever beefing with her neighbor because both their gardens backed up to each other’s, so neither of them knew which plant belonged to who because they planted the same thing. The rundown of the drama was always entertaining while I ate.

older people drama be so funny sometimes

“Capella is that you?” she called from the kitchen. “Who else would it be walking in your house, Ma?” I called my aunt Ma because she was my mother in my eyes. When I broke my arm in third grade, she was the one that sat in the emergency room for hours with me until they saw me. When I had the flu in sixth grade, she sat up all night with me to make sure that the fever broke. Everything that a mother does, she had surpassed that for me.

“I can’t come and see my aunt and son. Auntie, you know he’s been ignoring me when I call him.” My aunt turned to look at Kendra. “You’ve been calling him?”

you barely acknowledge your son girl

“Let me holla at you outside, Kendra.” “Auntie, do you hear how he calls me Kendra?” “Well, that’s your name ain’t it?”

right LMAOOOO

It was a little too late for her to play mommy now. She wanted to live her life and pawn the responsibility of raising me off to everyone else. Why the fuck she thought I was about to sit here and listen to anything that she had to say. “I forbid you.”

exactly you missed that parenting stage long ago

“Don’t be goofy now. I’m a grown ass man and I can do what the fuck I want. If you think snitching to Auntie is gonna do something, be my guest. At least I’m using my money to take care of her. She hasn’t had to work a job in almost a year, and I’m fixing the house up. What the fuck are you doing, Kendra? Living in that nice ass condo, driving that G-Wagon, and carrying a fucking Birken bag, but don’t give back to your own family.”

TALK YO SHIT