"Shut the hell up!" the girl shouted, dragging Boma's hair violently.
"Abigail, stop that!" Donovan cautioned, but she continued yanking Boma's hair.
Boma cried out in pain, her eyes shut tightly against the agony.
Donovan stepped forward and pulled them apart.
"f*****g slut!" Abigail spat at Boma.
"Stop it!" Donovan warned her again.
"No. She's a f*****g w***e!"
The insults pierced Boma. Donovan's grip on her wrist was mild, allowing her to easily break free and hurl herself at Abigail with all her might. Her move was so swift and unexpected that both Abigail and Donovan were stunned.
Abigail landed on the ground on her side. Boma seized the moment of her helplessness, sitting on her and raining slaps and blows on her face.
Abigail screamed in pain. "Get off me!" she cried out. "
