Cappadonna (Season two: Delgato Family: Cappadonna)

by Jahquel J.

“Yo, I’m leaving,” Jaiden popped his head into the sunroom and spoke to Capone. “What up, Kid?” I nodded my head. “Oh, we speaking… ‘cause you called me soft for fouling you yesterday while we was playing ball.” I went from hearing how Jaiden couldn’t play like he used to play, to playing him last night and him dusting my old ass. I may have got in my feelings and called his ass soft when he fouled me. “Water under the bridge, pussy,” I joked.

Capone raised his brow. “Still tricking on shorty?” Jaiden smiled sheepishly. “You fronting like you ain’t the biggest trick for E.” “Difference is she is my wife.” Jaiden put his finger to his chin. “She wasn’t when you bought that mini cooper… I’m out,” he called as he made his way down the hall.

I wanted an easy and peaceful life when I walked through the doors of my home. In the streets, there was no peace, especially with me running them. However, the moment I crossed my threshold, I wanted my woman to greet me and be my peace.

“A real man could never do enough for his woman… don’t forget that, Alaia.”

He slid the ticket to the lady who was showing all her damn teeth in her mouth. I guess he did have that aura about him. She pushed the cart around the counter and looked at me. “See your boyfriend help you.” “He’s not my boyfriend,” I corrected her. “Yeah… the fuck wrong with you? I look like a boy to you. I’m her man.” He looked at her, and then held the door for me while pushing the cart out the laundromat. “Now why in the world would you tell that woman that?” He ignored me while holding the door open for me to get inside.

“How the fuck did you become associated with a slime ball like the man you were with.” “My husband.” “Alaia, call that man your husband one more time.” His body tensed up and I laughed, finding his anger funny.

The day that Allah decided to make corny niggas, I wished I could have had a conversation with him.

“You will never open your mouth to beg a nigga for anything. I don’t like that shit, it’s beneath you and as long as I have breath in my body you won’t ever have to.”

“I’m not currently fucking anybody this month, Ken. When I decide to stick my dick in some pussy, I promise I got you with a picture.” Kendra gasped so loud I thought she had lost her voice for a second.

Kendra was shaking at the passenger door when I exited the restaurant. I hit the locks and opened the door for her. “Get in my loose pussy hooker,” I winked, and she hesitantly climbed in.

“How long have you’ve known?” I looked up from the car magazine I was reading at Chubs standing in the doorway of the theater room. Closing the magazine, I nodded for him to sit in the chair across from me. “For a little minute now… how long have you known?” “Since I was seventeen.” I examined his face, the same one that we shared. It hurt staring at the man across from me because I had nothing to do with raising him. I didn’t have the chance to be something I always wanted to be – a father. “How did you figure out that I already knew?” He laughed to himself as he took his seat across from me. “I saw the way you looked at Kendra when she was introduced to me. She missed it, but I peeped it right away.”

“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.” I stood up. “Fuck all that soft shit… when it comes to family, call me a teddy bear. I show emotions because that shit is real, and every real man shows his emotions… come ‘ere.” I waved for him to come to me. Chubs stepped into my arms, and I held him, kissing him on the head. “Capella.” “What’s that?” “My name is Capella.” I smiled when I heard his name.

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.”

“The fuck you want, Kendra?” I asked when she closed the door behind her. All that ulterior motive bullshit wasn’t for me. I’ve always been a straight shooter, and she wasn’t about to keep playing games with me. “Look at the way you speak to your mother. Do you really think that’s right for you to do?” “What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?” I spoke slower because I had always heard our family say her ass was slow.

Why the fuck she thought I was about to sit here and listen to anything that she had to say. “I forbid you.” I paused before I laughed in her face. “Don’t be goofy now. I’m

Cappadonna was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed at the ankle reading a car magazine in the damn dark. This nigga had on a pair of reading glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose, unbothered that I had even screamed.

I get why you weren’t involved; you were too busy being a conniving bitch… you know, that takes a lot out of a person so clearly you couldn’t raise your son.”

“Can you take me with you?” I pointed to the duffle bags on the floor. One with the baby’s clothes and the other with mine. He leaned on the fridge. “If you come with me… there’s no coming back to this shit. I don’t do the back and forth shit. The minute you walk out this door with me, you putting your life in my hands, and I don’t take that lightly. I need to know everything, Alaia… don’t bullshit me.” He stared down into my eyes, as I stood near the door. Freedom was right outside that door and my heart was beating in my chest harder with every second that passed. “I understand.” “Do you still wanna come with me?” “Yes,” I whimpered.

By the time Capp had finished praying and broken his fast, I sat there stuffed. “Damn, you couldn’t even wait for me to come eat.” “You took too long… I think she could smell it too because she was damn near kicking me to eat.” “Don’t go lying on her.” He smiled,

“You went your whole life never having someone to protect you. I’m not letting you go another fucking second never knowing what feeling protected feels like. I’m not letting you bring her into this world not knowing what being protected feels like… alright?”

“Alaia.” “Huh?” “Can I hold you?” “Please.” He scooted over toward me and pulled me into his arms. His arms swallowed me up as I got comfortable in them. I felt him kiss the top of my head. “You can rest now.” Those four words meant so much to me as my eyes became heavy, and I drifted off to sleep with Cappadonna’s arms wrapped around me and my belly. Was this what safety truly felt like?

When I looked down, this nigga had a pair of fucking crocs on, and he was in here fucking choking me out like this was a normal errand on his list of errands to run. I remember Cappadonna because Zayne always complained about him.

This nigga not only punched my fucking cousin’s teeth out his mouth, but he also choked me on multiple occasions while telling me that he took my bitch. If all of that wasn’t enough, his ass called me fucking Tweety knowing that my name was Taz.

“Heard you and Quasim linked up.” I smirked. “He may have stepped out of retirement when he heard I was home.” Quasim was the head of Inferno Gods, the biker gang that nobody fucked with. Inferno Gods had their hands in a little bit of everything. When it came to work, we always had a mutual respect, and supplied them. He had stepped back after his baby mother was murdered. Qua raised their daughter, and then his daughter had gotten cancer. Life was one thing after the other with him, and the streets wasn’t a priority for him.

“You excited to come meet my family. They been asking when I’m going to bring you around.” Ace rubbed my ass, kissing me on the neck. Couldn’t he see I was mourning my relationship with Cappadonna? He was all over me, and I was over here fucked up without Cappadonna.

“Cappadonna is your birth father,” I revealed, taking a huge sigh of relief and leaning back in my chair. Capella screwed his face up and looked at me like I was stupid. “You made me come all the way to fucking Brooklyn to tell me some shit that I already knew.” “What do you mean something that you already knew?” “I already knew. Jasmine had more fucking balls and heart to tell me than my so called mother. What was this supposed to be? Some moment where we connected, cried and ate pasta to celebrate our new formed relationship as mother and son?” Why were my feelings so hurt at the way he sarcastically replied, even laughing in the process.

“Even the good things have a struggle at first… that’s how you really know it’s good.”

I want you forever, and I’m taking responsibility for healing the heart that I had nothing to do with breaking.”

want you forever, and I’m taking responsibility for healing the heart that I had nothing to do with breaking.”

“I want to name her Promise.” He looked at me to see how I felt about it. “Because I promise to love that little girl with everything inside of me. I promise to never let her or her mother down, and I promise that nobody will ever hurt either of you even after the breath has left my body.”

Erin finished the call, and I stomped on my brakes and the car behind me had to swerve into the other lane to avoid hitting me. He swerved over toward Erin’s side, and I hit the recline button on her seat. She fell flat back, as I held my hand out the window, not even waiting a second before I let bullets fly.

“The fuck up, pussy,” Capp laughed, as he cupped Ace’s face, then slapped it a few times. When he laughed, I saw he had his gold teeth in his mouth, and I was nearly a puddle in this damn Jeep. Capone stepped toward Zeke. “Pull that shit only if you doing something with it… ight?” Zeke was pretending to be down, but his ass was scared as hell. He didn’t have not one, but two of the Delgato twins in his face.

"Awwww Lawdd! Its two of em" -Ms. Ella's voice

“You mad cause she chose up ass nigga,” Cappadonna mocked him. “Kendra ain’t chose shit… I got rid of her, not the other way around. If I told her ass to come with me now, she would be hopping out this shit to come chase behind my dick like a puppy with a treat.” I hated how he was so cocky about it because he was right.

“Fix that aim… my fucking sister got better aim,” Capone flinched at Zeke, and he nearly toppled over the fender.

Walking over to me, he stood in front of me. I looked up at him, as he put his hands on the sink, closing me in the middle. “Yeah… what, Joy?” When he spoke, he was so close to my ear that it sent chills down my spine. “To whatever you said,” I whispered, never removing eye contact with him. “You not ready for this just yet, Joy… I told you I can wait.” He took my hand and placed it on him, and I nearly fainted from feeling how thick it felt in my hands.

Capone had his own rules on how he didn’t get women and children involved. That was why we were two different people, because while he didn’t get them involved, I brought the whole family tree into shit. You fucked with me? Oh bet. Now, I’m going to bring your old ass granny in this.

“I fight kids, so if they know what’s good for them, they better leave niece alone.” Chubs and Naheim both started laughing. “Why this nigga seem like he dead serious?” Naheim pointed at me. “Cause his crazy ass is,” Capone added onto the laughter.

“I appreciate you. I respect you. I think you’re worthy of all good things. You belong to me in the best way. I need you to know and believe all of that.”

“Wait, so I can't date anybody else?” “Joy, you are free to embark on a suicide mission if you want.”

“Give me a reason I shouldn’t fucking pop your top right now.” “Cause then I would have to pop your top, your grandma who is in a nursing home in North Jersey, and her fucking dog that she loves so much.” Capp came from the back spraying air freshener. “I fucked that bathroom up, so give it a few before you go up in there.”

He turned his attention to her. “Get the fuck out of here and go to school. Matter fact, the next time I see you, and I will see you again, I want a fucking report card.