"ba-baby please, it isn't like that" John repeated nervously eyeing the pistol caliber pointed directly in the middle of his dome "Then what's it like?? My so called husband MY HUSBAND IN THE FUCKING BED WITH MY BESTFRIEND!" nicki responds trying to sound as calm as possible but clearly giving her anger away with the thin vain bulging out her forehead "Nicki i don't love her i love you she was nothing but a nut please believe me" john pleads on his knees in a praying position wincing at the pain of how tight the ropes on his hands were "Want me to believe you then shoot that bitch" nicki says coldly