Life in the projects (poor grammar)

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KANDY POV
Omg I just realized that I'm still legally married to Jean. What am I going to do, I love Jerome but I needed some space. I'm in this big ass apartment thinking about my life. It's almost time for visiting hours at the jail. I need to go STRICTLY for business.
I drive down to the prison and sit down face to face with Jean. he looks like the piece of shit he is.
-"hey nice to see you" he says real down to earth
"Stfu and save it dickhead, I came down here to divorce you"
-"haha I knew this day would come, and what if I don't want to divorce you. this is just a ... a misunderstanding." he says with a wide smirk on his face.
"Jean stop playing these sick fucking mind games! This is not a game these are people's life you are fucking with. I fell in love with Jean not the monster he created!" I scream at him.
-"ok, I may be a monster but we are staying together. you are mine." He says devilishly.
"No nigga, I don't love you. I love Jerome."
-"well, (he takes a dramatic pause) he will just have to be out of the picture, if you understand what I mean."
I cover my mouth and try to hold back my tears
"You are a sick man. I hope you rot in this jail and die in hell like where you came from. The divorce is happening."
I leave like a boss ass bitch and get in the car.
"Yes hello, I would like to call for a divorce claim"
PEBBLES POV
omg I'm such a horrible person. I've sinned so bad I'm going to church today. Janice is in jail on my behalf. Oh fuck! I forgot that this was Janice brothers church what am I going to do now. i can't get out now it's to late. at the end of the session he talks about his sister.
I start to cry and think about how greedy I was. How could I do this. I'm just a big mistake, I need someone to talk to but I can't. I'm going to hell for this. I get home and someone at my door. it's my sister then I open the door and I see Jean. he smashes his lips into mine and I try to stop him. he drugged me!
I wake up tied up and Jean halfway naked making food. "hey honey" he says smiling at me. "im not your fucking honey the fuck" I scream trying to get out. "well of course you are. don't you remember, we are married." he says acting like I'm the fucking lunatic. I look at my hand and see a huge ring on my finger. "what the hell Jean! You are a sick pervert untie me now." I scream. "ok honey. I guess we will get our freaky on later" he says winking. I rush to find anything to use for a weapon, no scissors,knives,pens, nothing. the only thing to do would be to go along with his sick mind games.
"Ok honey, now I remember" I say kissing him. "now that's more like it" he says stroking me. he such a sick nigga. "yep babes, go lay down I will finish the food. then I'll give you some... special.... attention" I say winking and playing with his chicken nugget ass. He runs to the bed and now I have a hot pan. perfect for beating the shit out of him.
I bring him his plate and put it on his lap. "here you go papi" I say to him scraping the eggs out the pan. out of nowhere I slap hip with it. he is out could with a pan mark across his face. I call the police and the come in. "thank god you came, he is trying to kill he" I say relieved. they smile and say "ma'am you are arrested for the killing of Ben Carter and abusing a deputy chief" they say trying to put hand cuffs on me. "what! What the fuck, Jean is not a fucking police man. He fucking drug dealer and I didn't kill nobody." I yell at them getting scared. as they push me out the door I over hear "good job here" I see Jean handing one of the policemen five bands. He's a fucking dirty cop.