With Meka's eyes pressed shut tight against the ensuing punch she never saw Sim coming. Neither did Kekoa. The scream of surprise made Meka open her eyes to see they were no longer alone. Blood was running down Kekoa's face and Sim's fist. She stood in stock silence, too scared to move. She tried to speak, to tell Sim to stop but nothing came out, she just felt silent tears rolling down her cheeks.
Kekoa had even had a chance to fight back. He sent a useless drunken punch aimed at Sim but he was disoriented, near blacking out. "You bastard!" he slurred.