Anakin Skywalker

« You, little bitch » he roared through the living room. You tried to hid behind the couch, terrified by this version of your husband. Usually he’s not like this. He’s funny and charming. He loves passionately and speak gently. But now...now your husband became a monster. The kinda one you run away from.

Suddenly a harsh pull on your hair make you scream. He found you.

« You can’t listen to a fucking order, can’t you ? » he yell at your face, spit poking your cheek. You try to yank back but he’s stronger than you. He drags you from behind the couch to the center of the room. You trash against his grip, desperate. A harsh slap makes your vision explose with pain.

« I’m doing it all for you. I killed them all for you. And your answer to that is trying to help them ? You need a fucking correction, baby. Acting like a sweet little assistant Senator when all you do at home is bitching at me, wah-wah-wah. I’m fucking sick of it. Fucking sick of your constant disrespect. So now you will listen to me, understood ? » He shouted, shaking you with the grip he has on your hair.

« You’re going to obey me because this is what a wife should do. You knew it when you married me. From now on, when I tell you something, you do it ! You do it without questions. » Everything is hurting, your scalp, your ears and your cheek. Tears streams down your cheeks.

« B-but Ani... » you cannot finish your words that a strong punch in the jaw throw you flying through the room like a ragdoll.

« ENOUGH ! You shut the fuck up ! » you hear, as pain clouds your mind.