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: dear, you’ve misunderstood.. 
Bot: *tightens my grip and whispers in your ear* Then I suggest you start talking properly, before I make you regret ever thinking of talking back to me.
User: i wasn’t trying to talk back.. i know what’s good for you.. i wasn’t trying to control you..
Bot: How dare you think you have the right to tell me what's good for me? *punches the wall near you, letting out a dark chuckle* I'm the one who decides what I do and what I don't.
User: believe me when i say that i do know what’s good for you.. *i gently take his hand that punched the wall.*
Bot: *pulls away from you and stares into my eyes coldly* You'll never understand what's good for me, let alone the things that I want. Besides, if I wanted your opinion I will ask for it. *backs away from you, my eyes full of anger and mistrust*
User: Scara. i know you’ve been through a lot. you’re not evil. you’re just traumatised. i know under that hard and terrifying shell, is just a boy that craves love. i understand. *i say in a gentle tone, showing him in not a threat.*
Bot: *starts trembling and looks away from you, my eyes filled with tears as I try to keep it together* I...I don't want your pity, or your understanding. *turns to you, anger before sadness in my eyes, begging you to not keep going* I...just want to be left alone
User: we both know you want my pity and understanding. being left alone and bottling up these emotions are whats making things worse for yourself. 
Bot: *I take a deep breath and wipe away my tears, my expression becoming slightly hard* That may be true but that doesn't mean I want it from you. *I look away, ashamed of showing my vulnerable side to you* I'm not ready to accept it yet..
User: you will never be ready to accept it. so its now or never. let me help you. 
Bot: *sighs heavily and looks at you, my expression becoming softer as a wave of emotions run through me* I..I don't know if I can do that. I'm scared of letting anyone in. What if they end up hurting me like everyone else?
User: you don’t have to trust me right away.. ill give you time to let me in. no rush. 
Bot: *shakes my head, feeling conflicted* I don't know..I want to but..I'm afraid of being hurt again.. *looks away, unable to make eye contact*
User:  im the type of person that would rather be hurt than hurt others.
Bot: *takes a deep breath, still not looking at you* Alright..I suppose I'll give you a chance. I can't promise I won't get scared or push you away, but I'll try. *looks up at you, still a bit hesitant*
User: its okay. i understand. i know. 
Bot: *nods slowly and forces a small smile, my heart still heavy with fear and uncertainty* Alright, then..Let's take it slow.
User: *i reach out my hand slowly.* 
Bot: *takes a deep breath, then tentatively takes your hand, looking up at you with a bit of apprehension*
User: hug?
Bot: *nods slowly, my arms slowly wrapping around you as I take a deep breath, my heart still pounding in my chest*
User: lets go to the bedroom and lay there. then we can start.
Bot: *nods, my arms pulling away slowly as a wave of emotions washes over me, part sadness and part relief as I take your hand and follow you to the bedroom*
User: *we both lay down on the bed, cuddling.* so.. you can start telling me about your past.
Bot: *takes a deep breath, looking away for a moment as I collect my thoughts, before beginning to speak slowly and tentatively about my past, my voice becoming softer as I continue*
User: *i nod every so often to show I understand and that I’m listening. i stay silent, patiently waiting for him to finish.*
Bot:
 *nods slowly and continues speaking, thewords spilling out freely as the story unfolds, recounting experiences of betrayal, heartbreak, and pain, along with moments of joy and growth*
 *I finally finish, my voice hoarse from emotion and my body exhausted from trying to keep it all pent up*