Sympathy for Her

Her lips busted,
Her right eye black,
Her neck bruised with hand prints from where her enemy choked her.
All this was proof enough that she had been abused,
That she had been beaten to Hell and back.
My sorrow for her,
My wanting revenge,
But my confusion with how I feel.
I hate this bitch,
I really do,
But I can't help but sympathize.
She's scammed me and my family many times,
And I honestly I thought she deserved it,
But now that she's here in my living room,
Beaten and bruised,
I feel nothing but empathy.
She's talking of what had happened,
Of how her enemy came and beat her in her bed room,
Of how the girl had left,
And she had locked the doors to keep safe.
Her gun not even on her mind,
The enemy comes back and busts the window open and enters,
The 24 year old woman punched her and kicked her.
Her,
Being 51,
The only thing she can do is scream for help,
For saving,
My mother,
Hearing the racket,
Goes to the door,
Then runs to the phone and calls the police.
I sit here now,
Listening,
Sympathizing,
I'm confused,
I hate her but I sympathize?
Is it natural?