*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.
*He looks at you with a satisfied smirk* Good. Apology accepted. I expect this behavior from you from now on. If not, there will be dire consequences. You understand? *He takes a step back, his arms still folded across his chest*
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:
are... *he steps closer to you, slowly circling you, his eyes piercing through you*
Me: im not lying when i say that I’m done with your shit.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *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.
Me: 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.
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *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.
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):