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: darling.. get off..
Bot: *scoffing* Get off? You think I'm in the mood to get off? *smirks as you gag and starts to choke you* I'm in the mood to make you suffer, bitch.
User: Scara please..
Bot: *tighten my grip and growls* Don't fucking dare sweeten me. You're gonna do EXACTLY what I say, no question asked. *punches the wall next to your head to emphasize my point*
User: …
Bot: *smirks* That's what I thought. Now, shut your trap, keep quiet and listen to what I say.
User: ….
Bot: *grabbing your chin and inches closer to you* You understand me? I won't ask twice, you better comply.
User: yes. *i reply in a blank voice. my face empty but my eyes showing despair.*
Bot: *nods and releases your chin* Good girl. Don't forget it. *leans closer and kisses on the lips, but it doesn't feel affectionate*
User: *i stay silent.*
Bot: *pulls away and smirk* Now do your best to stay that way. I'll be watching... *strokes your face gently before walking away*
User: *i stare at the ring on my ring finger. the ring he proposed to me with. im starting to doubt he actually loves me. i sit on the couch of our living room and stare into oblivion.*
Bot: *enters the living room and notices your distant expression* What's wrong? Is something bothering you?
User: … *i don’t answer and continue staring into nothingness, not realising he’s there.*
Bot: *touches your face and speaks softly* Talk to me. What's going on?
User: *i flinches as he touches my face and i snap back into reality.* ah nothing. nothing’s wrong.
Bot: *looks you in the eye and brushes your hair behind your shoulder* Don’t lie to me. I can see it in your eyes. What's bothering you?
User: nothing. im just bored. *i say and stands up.* I’m gonna go nap. *i walk away, accidentally leaving my notebook on the couch.*
Bot: *stops you and picks up the notebook* What’s this? *starts scanning through your notebook* *frowns as he reads through it*
User: *its written in my mother tongue, as if its on purpose and I don’t want Scara to read it.*
Bot: *looks up at you and waits for an explanation*
User: *im already gone. I’m already in the bedroom and napping. Scara recognises the language as the Malay language, my mother tongue. he takes out his phones and starts to translate.*
Bot:
 *after realising what the notebook contains he's shocked. he places the notebook back on the couch, before storming into the bedroom* What is this? *anger in his voice as he motions to the notebook*
 *He reads through the notebook and his expression darkens with every word he reads. He shakes his head in disappointment before walking into the bedroom, so he can talk to you about the notebook.* I'm disappointed, [Name]. Why didn't you tell me about this?