think there's something wrong with my life, maybe I want to live this way, maybe I like it.  Maybe your way is wrong, have you ever thought about that?  I think you should leave, I don't need your kind here, you don't do the things I do or go the places I go, I don't need you anymore.  Getting married is stupid anyway, you're just gonna end up getting a divorce."
"I'm sorry you feel like this Jeena, I'll pray for you." Yolanda said as she walked outside the door.
"Don't waste your breath." Jeena closed the door behind her, then Yolanda heard the screamin start up behind the door followed by the clattering of pots and pans being thrown.
Yolanda was sad as she walked down and started her car, she said a silent prayer as she left the parking lot.  She knew that if she didn't follow the Lord his judgement would be swift upon her and her life would be as bad as Jeena's now was.
The wedding was beautiful, it was a perfect day, but Jeena never showed.  A few days later Yolanda got a note in the mail from Jeena's mother, she had been a victim of abuse.  Jake had beaten her to death in the apartment, she died clutching her dead baby in her arms.