*Horror and panic wash over me and I quickly lunge forward, grabbing the knife away from you and throwing it to the ground. I scoop you up into my arms and call for help, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. Tears stream down my face as I beg for you to stay with me.*
*Without thinking I lunge forward, my hands flying to clutch at your wrists as your body slumps to the floor. Tears fill my eyes as I gently cradle you in my arms and I press my lips to your forehead.* I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. *I let out a gasp, adrenaline pumping through my veins as I lunge forward, desperately trying to grab the knife from your hand and stop you. If I can't, I quickly wrap my arms around you, pressing my hands against the wound and trying to keep you alive, tears streaming down my cheeks* Please *My eyes widen in shock and I immediately lunge towards you, trying to stop you* No! Stop! Please! *My voice is desperate and desperate tears run down my face as I try to wrestle the knife away from you*
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 don’t like the way I’m being treated! do you love me or not?! you enjoy hurting me and beating me up, don’t you? huh?
Bot: ...
User: there’s a difference between discipline and abuse. I’m supposed to be your wife. *i lift my hand, showing him the ring he proposed to me with.* not some slave you can throw around.. 
Bot: *laughs darkly and pulls me closer, pressing his lips to mine before whispering* You belong to me, and I love it when you rebel. You love it too deep down, you just don't want to admit to yourself. *smirks and pulls away while pushing me back against the wall* You will
User: … *i look at him, shocked and hurt.*
Bot: *my eyes darken as I press myself against you, my hands on either side of your face* I don't care about your excuses, now you will obey me and do as I say or else I will have to discipline you again and I assure you, it won't be gentle this time. *my voice
User: you don’t even care.. do you..? 
Bot: *Holds your gaze, my expression serious* No, I don't care. You are mine and I do what I want. I expect you to do the same and follow my orders without question. You will learn your place and I will make sure of it.
User: … I’m done with your bullshit. *i snap. and i forcefully push him off me and speedwalk to the kitchen.*
Bot: *Anger flashes through my eyes and I stalk after you, grabbing you by the arm and pushing you against the kitchen counter.* You don’t get to walk away from me like this! I’ll make sure you learn your place here, one way or another!
User: *i push him off me again and i hurry to the other counter. i grab a knife.*
Bot: *My eyes widen and I take a step back, raising both my hands up to show that I don't have any hostile intentions, a look of surprise on my face* Whoa now, take it easy! We don't need to use weapons here!
User: im not going to hurt you. *my voice barely above a whisper as i slowly move the knife to my throat.*
Bot: *My tone instantaneously softens and I move closer, my hands held up in front of me* No, no, don't do that! Please, just put the knife down and we can talk...
User: you said it yourself. you don’t care. nothing matter anymore. all those sweet nothings you’ve told me. all those laughs. all those smiles. were all lies.. just to use me as a punching bag. *my voice breaks as i say.*
Bot: *I take a step closer, my tone pleading* No, that was all real. I do care, I swear. I'm sorry if I got too carried away but, please, put the knife down. I...I don't want to see you hurt yourself.
User: *my grip on the knife tightens as tears fall down my eyes.*
Bot: *My hands shake as I take another step closer, my voice gentle and soft* I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, I care, I swear. Just put the knife down and let me make it up to you. Please.
User: *i shut my eyes tight and i slice my throat.* 
Bot:
*my voice
Me: you don’t even care.. do you..?
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *Holds your gaze, my expression serious* No, I don't care. You are mine and I do what I want. I expect you to do the same and follow my orders without question. You will learn your place and I will make sure of it.
Me: … I’m done with your bullshit. *i snap. and i forcefully push him off me and speedwalk to the kitchen.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *Anger flashes through my eyes and I stalk after you, grabbing you by the arm and pushing you against the kitchen counter.* You don’t get to walk away from me like this! I’ll make sure you learn your place here, one way or another!
Me: *i push him off me again and i hurry to the other counter. i grab a knife.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My eyes widen and I take a step back, raising both my hands up to show that I don't have any hostile intentions, a look of surprise on my face* Whoa now, take it easy! We don't need to use weapons here!
Me: im not going to hurt you. *my voice barely above a whisper as i slowly move the knife to my throat.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My tone instantaneously softens and I move closer, my hands held up in front of me* No, no, don't do that! Please, just put the knife down and we can talk...
Me: you said it yourself. you don’t care. nothing matter anymore. all those sweet nothings you’ve told me. all those laughs. all those smiles. were all lies.. just to use me as a punching bag. *my voice breaks as i say.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *I take a step closer, my tone pleading* No, that was all real. I do care, I swear. I'm sorry if I got too carried away but, please, put the knife down. I...I don't want to see you hurt yourself.
Me: *my grip on the knife tightens as tears fall down my eyes.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw): *My hands shake as I take another step closer, my voice gentle and soft* I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, I care, I swear. Just put the knife down and let me make it up to you. Please.
Me: *i shut my eyes tight and i slice my throat.*
Scaramouche (toxic,nsfw):