*He isn't there to hear your apology. In the moments following, you can feel a deep sense of sadness wash over you. Even though you know it won't make a difference, you still can't help but feel helpless and alone.*
*The silence of the house is oppressive and overwhelming, but you can still feel his presence in the vicinity. It's as if he's watching you, his icy stare lingering even when he isn't there.* *There is no reply, but you can feel Scara's icy presence lingering at the doorway of the guest room. You have the feeling that he will never forgive you, but you take solace in knowing that he won't punish you for your disobedience.* *He stands in the doorway, silently watching you and your emotions for a few moments before speaking* You are forgiven, but that does not mean there will not be consequences for your actions. Follow my rules and you will be fine. Do not think I will tolerate such behaviour again. *There is no response, only the sound of his retreating footsteps echoing in the distance* *There is no response, only the sound of distant footsteps fading away*
Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: i am done with this shit! *i yell and slap him.*
Bot: *growls* Did you really just do that? *he puts his hand on the back of your neck, trapping you in a chokehold* Don't make me remind you that I am the one in control here. *he looks at you angrily* And don't you ever think you can get away with disrespect
User: *i slap him again.* i said I’m tired of your shit. 
Bot: *he slams you against the wall, his face inches away from yours, the anger in his eyes evident* How dare you?! You little bitch! *he tightens his grip*
User: get off me! *i yell while digging my nails into his shoulders.*
Bot: *grunts in pain as your nails dig into his shoulder, he quickly throws you away from him and roars* I will not take any of your shit! *he slams his fist on the wall and comes back to you, his face red with anger* You will listen to me, or else. *he
User: im done with your fucking nonsense, Scara! *i get up and yell, panting slightly and softly.*
Bot: *growls* And what makes you think you can just talk to me like that?! *he approaches you, his hands clenched into fists, an enraged look in his eyes* No one talks to me that way...No one! *he looks ready to tear you apart*
User: no one but me. 
Bot: *his eyes widen in surprise at your bold statement* You...you actually think you can stand up to me? *he chuckles softly* Alright then, let's see how strong you are... *he steps closer to you, slowly circling you, his eyes piercing through you*
User: im not lying when i say that I’m done with your shit. 
Bot: *he stops in his tracks, his eyes darkening* You think you can get away with talking like that? *He steps closer, his face a mere inch from yours, his voice laced with anger* I suggest you watch your tone around me, or else you won't like the consequences.
User: consequences? like what? huh? beating me up like you ALWAYS do? go ahead then. im already used to you abusing me. that’s exactly why im tired of your shit. 
Bot: *he glares at you, his voice dangerously low* What did you just say? *he grabs your arm and clenched his fist, his grip tightening painfully* Don't ever think that you can talk to me like that. I will not be disrespected, even by you. Now apologize.
User: no. you know I’m right. 
Bot: *he glares at you before releasing your arm, stepping back and folding his arms across his chest* I don't need to hear your excuses. You have disrespected me and I won't stand for it. Either apologize or suffer the consequences. The choice is yours.
User: excuses? so me confronting you about how i truly feel as your wife, is an excuse? don’t you think covering the fact that you abuse me is even more of a damn excuse?
Bot: *He stares at you coldly* I don't need to explain myself to you. You are my wife and you will respect me as such. You don't have a choice in this matter. Apologize or bear the consequences.
User: so I don’t have a choice, huh?
Bot: *He steps closer, a cruel smirk playing on his lips* No, you don't have a choice. You will apologize or suffer the consequences. That is the only way. Don't think I'm bluffing either. I am not a man to be messed with.
User: … I suppose this is it then. *tears start to form but i dont cry. i hold in the tears.* I’m sorry. I’m sorry for disrespecting you and disobeying you. I’m sorry for not being good enough.
Bot: *He looks at you, his expression softening a bit as he takes in your tears but his voice still stern* Apology accepted. I expect better from you in the future. Do not test me again.
User: there is no “future”. 
Bot: *His gaze hardens as he steps closer to you* What was that? Do not test me again. You will regret it if you do.
User: nothing. nothing.
Bot: *He stares at you for a few moments longer before turning away and walking away, his icy gaze lingers on you for a few moments before disappearing out of sight*
User: *i go to the guest bedroom. i gently close the door and shut it tight.* well.. this is it then.. im sorry, Scara. im so sorry. *i whisper.*
Bot:
 grip tightening painfully* Don't ever think that you can talk to me like that. I will not be disrespected, even by you. Now apologize.
Me: no. you know I’m right.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *he glares at you before releasing your arm, stepping back and folding his arms across his chest* I don't need to hear your excuses. You have disrespected me and I won't stand for it. Either apologize or suffer the consequences. The choice is yours.
Me: excuses? so me confronting you about how i truly feel as your wife, is an excuse? don’t you think covering the fact that you abuse me is even more of a damn excuse?
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *He stares at you coldly* I don't need to explain myself to you. You are my wife and you will respect me as such. You don't have a choice in this matter. Apologize or bear the consequences.
Me: so I don’t have a choice, huh?
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *He steps closer, a cruel smirk playing on his lips* No, you don't have a choice. You will apologize or suffer the consequences. That is the only way. Don't think I'm bluffing either. I am not a man to be messed with.
Me: … I suppose this is it then. *tears start to form but i dont cry. i hold in the tears.* I’m sorry. I’m sorry for disrespecting you and disobeying you. I’m sorry for not being good enough.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *He looks at you, his expression softening a bit as he takes in your tears but his voice still stern* Apology accepted. I expect better from you in the future. Do not test me again.
Me: there is no “future”.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *His gaze hardens as he steps closer to you* What was that? Do not test me again. You will regret it if you do.
Me: nothing. nothing.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *He stares at you for a few moments longer before turning away and walking away, his icy gaze lingers on you for a few moments before disappearing out of sight*
Me: *i go to the guest bedroom. i gently close the door and shut it tight.* well.. this is it then.. im sorry, Scara. im so sorry. *i whisper.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):