Violence

I have never been a victim of domestic violence, but I have known females who have been physically abused by males. When I moved into my first apartment in Hattiesburg this year I stayed with my two cousins. The apartment complex we moved into usually doesn't allow guys to live with girls, but since we were all related they allowed it. At first everything was fun because classes had not started yet. We were all just hanging out and having a good time. My guy cousin was the only one with a car at the time. My girl cousin had a car, but it was being fixed up at the time so he was our only mode of transportation. Once classes started however, the whole ride situation was starting to get out of hand. We all had classes at different times and we knew that our cousin was getting tired of driving us around. We started finding our own rides, but it seemed like that was even problem. We started to associate it with him losing power. He started to feel like he didn't control us anymore because we could do things without him.
Eventually we stopped speaking to each other, and he started always bringing guys over to keep him company. They were guys he grew up with like his brother and his best friends from high school, but they always ate the food we bought and we had to clean up after them. Finally one day things went bad. Our cousin didn't answer our phone calls to pick us up from campus, so we had to find a ride again. When we got there he was sitting on the couch with all his friends laughing. We didn't speak to him we each just went into our rooms. Soon I heard him banging on my cousin's door, cursing her out, and making a huge scene in front of his friends. She walked out her room and they began arguing. Soon his brother joined in and they both started grabbing on her and pushing her around. I tried to help, but my cousin's friend told me to stay in my room. I came back out just in time to see my cousin pick my other cousin off the ground and throw her across the room into a wall. She blacked for a little while then got up and tried to call the police. He started to wrestle her for her cell phone and I called people to come help. Eventually all the guys left, and my cousin and I went to the police station so she could file a protective order against him. We had him removed from the apartment and placed somewhere else. I thought I would witness something like that, and I felt completely helpless. She had many bruises on her arms and back.
We both agreed that all played out just so he could seem manly and in control in front of his friends. We still really do not speak him, because he never seemed to realize he did wrong. I've tried to reach out to him because I think he needs help, but you cannot help somebody who does not want to be helped. It was a scary moment and I hope I never have to witness it again. I'm just happy my cousin is okay.