Demon of chaos

[the scene takes place in 2017, before her divorce with Johnny Depp]

-I don't care ! I hit you because you were making me angry, I'll hit you again if you continue !

Amber was fuming, pointing her finger right under the nose of her soon to be ex-husband, Johnny Depp. The latter sighed. He was so fucking sick with this shit, but he was still trying to calm things down.

-Amber...

-Shut up !

Before Johnny could say anything, Amber grabbed a priceless vase and smashed it on the ground. This kind of outburst had become a daily routine in his mansion over the past couple of years.

-Okay, I'm done with your crazy behavior.

Johnny turned his back to Amber and walked towards his office. He grabbed a book and a glass of whisky. He knew it was going to be difficult, but right now, he just wanted a moment for himself, without having to deal with a violent lunatic.

-Where are you going? yelled Amber.

-I'm going to read a book for an hour or two. And I don't wanna hear you. Do you understand?

Johnny's voice was calm. He didn't have the energy left to fight over and over again. He sat in his chair and poured some **** in his glass, before opening his book. He knew his "beloved" wife would be all over him again in a matter of seconds, but he still hoped he could have one minute without drama once in a while.

-You fucking asshole, don't you walk away from me like that, I'll...

That's when it happened. Without her knowing, Amber had been watched for a moment by an evil spirit. It wasn't exactly the murdering type, or the one powerful enough to take over the world and create an army of slaves, just one that liked taking control of an unsuspecting person and using its body to wreak havoc, before leaving this person to deal with everything it had done. It had come to Johnny's villa feeling the presence of a married couple. This spirit loved to possess someone in a couple, turning a lovely atmospher into utter chaos. Unfortunately for it, it hadn't realized how fucked up the situation already was.

Suddenly, in the middle of her sentence, Amber lost her balance, staggering not to fall. She reached for her head, grimacing, feeling like something ice cold was being poured into her skull.

-What's...happening?