The door was slammed with a resounding bang.

I opened it, only to receive a slap across my face.

I had been prepared. I grabbed Serena's hand and retaliated with a swift kick.

The last time I had swollen Serena's face, my own hand had remained swollen for over a week.

"How dare you hit me?" Serena clutched her stomach and struggled to her feet.

"You walked right into this."

"I didn't come here to argue with you. Why did you frame Barry?" Serena demanded indignantly.

The neighbors stood at the doorway, watching the scene unfold.

Serena grew even more self-righteous, shouting, "Just because Barry saved me first and didn't...