"Ma, what did you do that for?" Yvonne yelled, her voice filled with anger.
Alisa, holding back her tears, touched the spot where the remote had hit her.
"You bitch, you took my yogurt, right?" Alexis's mother accused.
"I didn't," Alisa defended. "You were the one who drank it," she said, pointing to Alexis's mother.
"I drank it?" Alexis's mother stood up, and Yvonne stood in front of Alisa.
"Leave the way right now," Alexis's mother ordered, raising her hand. Yvonne intercepted, firmly pushing the raised hand away.
"You believe she drank it?" Yvonne retorted. "Can you prove she drank it?"
"Do I need to prove anything? This little bitch lied against me."
Yvonne walked towards Alexis's mother, while Alexis's mother walked backwards.