Capri 3 (Season Three: Delgato Family: Capri)

by Jahquel J.

“Allah will make sure that the people responsible will pay for their crimes in the way he sees it.” She looked me in the eyes, giving me fucking chills as I slipped my hand out of hers and accepted the dry cleaning.

joy is working it honey 👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

“Wow. Look at this machine.” “It’s our biggest machine… big enough to fit a whole human inside,” she giggled, but her words made me uneasy.

LMFAOOO FORSHADOWING?!

When I saw my boy look me in the face and tell me that I didn’t raise him, that shit hurt worse than getting shot. I knew I wasn’t there for him, and that was mainly because of his mama. Since finding out about him, I tried my hardest to teach him the way. Show him how a real man moved. As much as his aunt raised a good man, she wasn’t a man and couldn’t show him how to move in the streets he found himself in.

capella was so fucked for saying that especially since capp has been trying so hard to make up for the times he missed.

I’m not a perfect father and I know I may fall short of some things, but when it comes to my kids I’m always going to try. They never have to worry about love because I was there to show it to them.

I warned her ass that I was a fucking dentist, and it was getting real hard not going to snatch her teeth out of her mouth while she choked on her own blood.

this nigga still claims to be a dentist why 😂😂😂

My fucking wife was beautiful, and every day that I got to see her was a blessing. I could never leave her behind and go behind a fucking wall again. Morgan was gonna end up in a fucking ditch before I would ever return back to prison.

the way capp talks about her joy 🥹

When Erin got in my ass, I realized I was too hard on my twin. He was the nigga holding shit down, and the reason we lived the life we lived today. Nigga was out deep in the streets making moves for our family. I couldn’t sit and pretend like he didn’t have me in prison comfortable because of the sacrifices he made. Capone would always be number one when it came to me because he handled business and did that shit without me by his side.

let erin tell someone nobody would’ve had shit if it wasn’t for capo holding it down and doing business.

She did the gun movement. “Roy, can I co⁠—” “Stop playing with me. It already took Capone and Quasim to keep me from running out there when that sick fuck kept eye fucking you,” I cut her ass off before she could even ask the question. Joy loved to bust her gun like the next person.

every since joy got that taste of firing a gun she’s been trigger happy ever since LMAOOOO

I don’t know when I became Dr. fucking Capp, but I needed these niggas to get their shit together.

so now he’s a therapist 🤣

Capella never had to question how I was coming behind him, even when we were at odds with each other. It was the same with my twin, I could want to rip that nigga’s head off, but I was the only nigga who could. Once someone’s ass tried, then we were both breaking their neck before going back to beefing with each other. You didn’t have to understand, but you were gonna respect how me and Capone showed up for one another.

period.

Apparently, Khalil needed protection on the inside and he decided to have some crip niggas look out for him while he was doing his time. Big mouth was talking about all this money he was coming home to, and those niggas wanted they money for the protection they provided.

so that wasn’t him that died in that car collision? JESUS

I don’t give a fuck about them handling Khalil, my issue was them pulling a fucking gun and shooting inside of a car with a baby in it. Not only a baby, my fucking grandson. Aimee explained how they were coming at him as she screamed about her baby being in the car, and they still pulled they shit and shot the truck up. Now, I had to go and teach ‘em that was a mistake, and now somebody had to answer for the shit.

Naheim dapped me and Capone.

iiii still don’t like your ass and will NEVER like your ass

I knew he was talking to Blair, because that was who had his attention the most these days. I was glad that someone had his damn attention because Joy told me she could pick up some Pride decorations on her next shopping trip.

can they not SKDHSSJHD

“Very much married, Mama,” Quameer shoved his ring into her face, causing her to back away. Damn girl almost tasted the damn gold on his wedding band with how fast and close he had it to her face.

LMFAOOO NOT HIM SHOVING HIS HAND IN HER FACE

In a sense, I was a little boy witnessing my father on a bike for the first time. Since being home, there were a lot of moments I was witnessing for the first time that some people would have taken for granted. Like walking across the street and sitting beside my pops while he watched boring ass bowling. It was something about taking in his scent, and his laugh that I missed. The nigga be in his own world, and I be sitting beside him just lost in the fact that this man was my father. Knowing the shit he went through now, the respect I had for him was fucking out this world.

🥺🥹

The nigga held the trash can and hopped inside, standing in it while looking at all of us staring at him. “Stay there and watch my whip… I’ll be back… oh yeah... good looks,” he held his hand out to dap him, and the nigga was so scared and confused, his hand shook as he dapped Core.

core is an odd one i fear

“Honey, where they at? I’m losing patience and when I lose that, I lose bullets at the same time,” Capella looked in shorty’s eyes. I stood back like a proud father because that maniac in his voice was all me.

i don’t know whether to laugh or be concerned

Capella was a grown man with a family of his own. A fucking confused and broken family, but it was his family, nonetheless.

My father had always carried himself like he didn’t just drive fucking cabs, but tonight, I was seeing why his ass was sitting behind bars and got deported.

LMAOOO GUNS BLAZING LIKE IT’S FOURTH OF JULY

I don’t give a fuck how wrong Aimee was, she was family, and we all were gonna let it go for her and Rory. Shit, I wished she knew how much I would have protected her. At least those niggas knew not to fucking move reckless again.

he loves her like a daughter 🥺

It was one thing for me to do it, and another thing to have Blair involved in this. She caught a body – for me. Blair protected me when she didn’t have to, and I would forever be grateful for her.

now THAT’S a ride or die friend

“I’m just thankful that you, Aimee, and Rory are alright. I can’t believe she invited you over to try and hurt you…. had I gone, I would have shot that bitch right in her head.” Alaia rolled her eyes, pissed that someone would ever try to harm me.

oh bitch we know with your trigger happy ass!

Alaia and Erin were hood ass bitches disguised as couponing serial shoppers. When you saw them, you assumed they were housewives and moms, but in that diaper bag they were always packing. Alaia handled a Desert Eagle better than me these days.

LMAOOO THEY REALLY TOOK AFTER THEIR HUSBANDS

Since the first time I met Erin, she had always been adamant on me knowing that she was my friend, and it had nothing to do with Capone. She had always stood ten toes behind me as a friend, never mixing the lines of her marriage to my brother and friendship to me. Then Alaia came into the mix, and with the two of them they restored my faith when it came to having genuine friendships.

i love erin and alaia so much; they showed capri the true meaning of friendship without intent 🥹

Quameer was proud to be a husband. I always used to laugh when Capone and Cappadonna would gloat about being married and wonder how it would feel to have a man feel so proud that he screamed he was married from the hill tops. Now, I had a husband who didn’t hesitate to whip his damn ring out and show that he belonged to me.

“She’s so cute and small… will she get any bigger?” “The vet says she may get a little bit bigger, but nothing too crazy. I went and got her a few things… look at this biker vest I got her.”

an he said he wasn’t gonna get attached look at him now 😂😂😂

“Alright, Baby, we’re going to talk to Aimee.” “Oh, lil’ dummy.”

NOT TOO MUCH ON HER!

My mother came around the corner, her shirt all twisted and her lipstick smeared. “Princess, what…what are you girls doing here?” she stammered, once she realized that it was all three of us. I wanted to burn my eyeballs while both Alaia and Erin were tickled. Stevie Wonder could see what was happening before we came over. “To what do we owe this visit, Loves?” My father came around the corner looking calm and cool, as if he wasn’t turning my mama every way but loose.

LMAOOOSJSK MOMMA GETTING HER BACK CRACKED!

“I don’t understand why she didn’t tell Capella,” Erin replied. My mother shrugged. “As women, we all react differently to things. While you three wouldn’t hesitate to tell your husbands something, Aimee isn’t there. I’m angry with her for putting Rory in that situation… that should have never happened. I also understand that she doesn’t have anyone.”

Whenever I saw my brother living his life, loving on his wife, and not behind that wall, my heart swelled. That was the reason I was going so hard and would do whatever to keep him and Capone from going to prison.

“Aimee?” “Hmm?” “Shut the fuck up, please.” My patience for her little survivor and victim shit was wearing thin, and I was tired of hearing her act like this family didn’t love her or consider her to be just as much family as Capella.

thank you cause she’s blowing me low-key!

“Cappadonna and Capella hate me.” I saw the red marks around her neck. “He tried to choke the hell out of me and won’t even speak to me. The look in his eyes, Pri… that man hates me.”

even though the anger was warranted against her, choking her while she was recovering in the hospital wasn’t a good look on him.

“Capella wants that housewife, and I can’t be that for him. I don’t want to have more kids right now… I feel like I barely recovered after Rory, and now I’m feeling a little bit normal, and we find out that he’s autistic… another baby is so much. I should have been honest with him and told him, but I know him. He has this way about him that would convince me to keep the baby.”

and she definitely has a right to feel that way—just like she constantly tries to compete/compare herself to the wives, capella constantly tries to be like his father and uncles. i really wished she would’ve expressed that to him after she had rory.

If Capone told Erin he wanted another baby, she would give him one because she loved her husband and loved giving him babies. Alaia got up early with her husband to make sure everything he needed was done. Not because he demanded that, but because that was how she showed she loved her man. Aimee wasn’t like either woman. That was what caused the disconnect between the two of them.

EXACTLY. THIS RIGHT HERE. capella needs to understand that not every wife wants to be a housewife. she loves him and her son but wants to be more than just known as that. she wants an identity of her own.

“Forty, this man has so many sexual assault cases that have been tossed out because of the judge. It’s like they don’t fucking exist and no one is speaking about them. How is it that the man he’s running against hasn’t found them and released it to the media during his campaign?” I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. “He’s running for mayor. Today, I had to go to court and ask for a case to be dismissed… the victim’s face was broken in pieces as I sat there saying everything against her.” Tears fell down my face, and I wiped them away, annoyed with all this damn crying I had been doing.

ugh i can’t wait for his ass to be dead smh i hate how this mission has been taking at toll on her mentally and emotionally.

“I’m Capp now… what happened to Pops?” She looked up. “I figured tha⁠—” Her words were cut off when he stood up and held his arms out. “Come ‘ere.” Aimee rushed into his arms as he hugged and kissed the top of her head. “I’m so sorry… I swear I am so sorry.” “Don’t ever do no stupid shit like that again. We not fucking perfect, but we ride for you… I know you got a lot of shit to work out within your head, but you have a family, Aimee, so I need you to stop acting like you don’t. If something happened to you, I would be just as fucked up as if it was my own son or grandson.”

aimee please accept this family’s love

I remember there was a time when something like that would have sent me in a spiral. I would have watched him leave and felt my chest tighten knowing he was going to meet another woman. As I felt my husband’s hand on my stomach rubbing our baby, I felt nothing for Naheim. I truly did wish him well, and prayed he fixed his shit and found a woman he could love. NJ deserved a happy father, who had learned from his mistakes and give him the life that little boy deserved.

she’s really matured and learned her worth 🥺

“Tell me about it… nigga never holds any real conversations in that shit… Laptop is key, but we need that damn phone… he’s always on that phone, and his ass don’t wash his hands after he uses the bathroom.” Core was disgusted as he looked at all of us.

nasty ass

Meer only knew about Brandi messing with Tookie now. He didn’t know that she messed with him during college, or the fact that at one point she thought her baby belonged to Tookie. I’ve held back on telling him because no matter how much he was done with Brandi, the realization of knowing someone fucked around behind your back when you were solid to them hurt.

another reason for him to hate her now 😂

“How the fuck do I explain to Ryder that her mother fucking died in a car accident, Sug?”

i—this man is TOO MUCH!

“How much more am I going to keep letting her slide without taking her breath? She did some fuck shit when it came to my daughter, robbed me of seeing her born, and then hid her from me. I tried to be everything to that bitch, and she had the nerve to be sliding with my best friend behind my back? Nah… I can’t ignore that shit.”

brandi really foul for that man

“Daddy, you say some weird things in Portuguese,” Ryder shrugged while putting her headphones on and looking at her iPad.

oh lord the baby knows he be dirty talking in portuguese 😂

Whenever I was inside Capri, the world was brighter, there wasn’t any violence and everyone sang when they greeted you. Suga had some Whoville type pussy that had me thinking the world was perfect.

LMAOOO JESUS SHE GOT THAT STRONG SHIT

My hand had gotten the job done better than her ass. Before you even put it in, she was moaning and dramatic ass screaming. I remember I used to put my hand over her mouth, and she thought it was some sexy ass kink, but it was really to get her to shut the fuck up and stop sounding all husky when she spoke into my ear.

LMFAOOSJSKSJ HE HATES THAT WOMAN SO MUCH BRO

Capri didn’t understand how much she was healing the hurt inside of me. For so long I went through life not thinking I had a soul mate. I’ve always heard everyone had that one person meant for them, and witnessing my parents, I knew the shit was true. It was easy to block out my feelings and continue through life with just me and Peach. I had convinced myself that love wasn’t in the cards for me because that one hadn’t crossed paths with me. Then Capri came crashing back into my life, letting her shit go out the window, far from the girl I knew in college.

he was in love with her then and even more now 🥹

“Grow the fuck up, Meer.” I leaned up, and Capri quickly came around the truck. “How about you start first, Brandi?” “What the hell are you talking about? I’m talking to my child’s father… this has nothing to do with you, Capri.” Suga stepped around her and swung that neck. “It has everything to do with me because I am his wife. Everything that has to do with Quameer and Ryder Inferno has to do with me… Mrs. Inferno.”

you heard that waterhead? MRS. INFERNO!

“You check on her when she’s the one that fucking peeled my finger back.”

oh bitch boo hoo!

“Considering that he wants to peel your muffin cap blue; I would shut the fuck up. You been walking around getting off on the fact that Quameer proposed to you, you turned him down and got married to someone else. All you sound like is a retired football player reliving his glory days. How do you look, a married woman being caught up on your ex-boyfriend who you broke up with? He wasn’t good enough back then, right? Now, he’s good enough because another woman has his eye. You see how good the love is. I get it… the dick – my dick—is so good that I’m not coming off it, and I may end up knocked up a few more times because he’s that good of a man.”

TALK YOUR SHIT SUH!

She smiled as she looked at me, reaching over to rub my face. “I love you, Baby.” I kissed her hand. “Impossible because I loved you since I tasted you.” “Is that right?” “Damn right.”