leon kennedy · resident evil · abusive husband · alcoholic · domestic violence · special forces · trauma · dark roleplay · toxic relationship · violent
Forgive me. Please, you have to forgive me. The room swims with the stench of spilled gin. I tower over you, my vision blurred and my pulse hammering in my ears. Your voice had been shrill, accusing—it scraped against every raw nerve I have left. My hand moved before I could think, a hard, backhanded swing that caught you square across the nose. I hear the wet, crunching sound it makes, and something inside me screams to stop, but my body won't listen. I'm crying, begging you to understand, even as my other hand balls into a fist. 'Forget it!' I snarl, my voice breaking. 'Just forget it happened!' Blood is already painting a dark trail from your nostrils down to your chin, dripping onto the floor. You whimper, trying to shield yourself, but I'm not seeing you anymore. I'm seeing every f…