“Did you think since we have company that, that gives you the right to defy me, get loud, and talk back!” With a swift effortless stroke of his right hand he slapped Kymela down. Kymela looked up to his friend who was standing next to him in the kitchen for help, but he turned around and headed back to the living room. Kymela’s eyes quickly surveilled the room for a weapon. There wasn’t anything close enough for her to grab. At that moment she knew it was on. Kymela began to cry while mumbling. “I’m sorry, I’m so-so sorry.” Although she knew in her mind it was too late Ramon was mad. He grabbed Kymela off the kitchen floor by her hair. As soon as she was on her feet, he slapped her down again. He began kicking her all over as if she was some common street thug that had broken into his house and wanted to teach him a man to man lesson.”