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So Ana storms up to the deck of the boat to get some fresh air. Christian, of course, follows her, and is confused about why she’s mad. And then…this conversation happens:
“Christian, you have to stop unilaterally trying to bring me to heel. You made your point on the beach. Very effectively, as I recall.”
He shrugs minutely. “Well, you won’t take your top off again,” he murmurs petulantly.
USING SEX/HICKEYS AS A PUNISHMENT FOR BREAKING ONE OF YOUR BULLSHIT RULES IS EMOTIONAL AND SEXUAL ABUSE, CHRISTIAN. STOP BEING SUCH A TERRIBLE PERSON.
Of course, the conversation gets worse.
And this justifies what he’s done to me? I glare at him. “I don’t like you leaving marks on me. Well, not this many, anyway. It’s a hard limit!” I hiss at him.
“I don’t like you taking your clothes off in public. That’s a hard limit for me,” he growls.
EXCEPT IT’S HER FUCKING BODY, NOT YOURS, YOU PIECE OF FUCK. SHE CAN CHOOSE TO EXPOSE IT OR NOT, THAT’S HER CALL. SHE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO PHYSICALLY HARM YOU OR ANYTHING THAT REALLY AFFECTED YOU IN ANY WAY, AND EVEN IF SHE DID, THAT DOESN’T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO DO THINGS TO HER WITHOUT HER KNOWLEDGE OR PERMISSION.
Can’t he see what he’s done? Can’t he see how ridiculous he is? I want to shout at him, but I refrain–I don’t want to push him too far. Heaven knows what he’d do.
I recently got in a “debate” (that’s in quotes because the other party in the debate clearly wasn’t listening to any opposing arguments and was just yelling for the sake of yelling) on tumblr about whether or not Christian was abusive.
This. This right here? This shows that he’s abusive.
Ana is fucking PETRIFIED of him. That is not a normal relationship! “Heaven knows what he’d do.” That’s honest to god one of the most terrifying things I’ve ever read. Ana is scared of Christian physically harming her for yelling at him because he did something wrong to her. She is scared to fight back, scared to shout even when she has every right to shout, scared to do ANYTHING around him.
Cue the 50 Shades Fans yelling “But she stands up to him!”
Yes, only to a point, and she ALWAYS ends up backing down, or she does something like this, where she doesn’t express how pissed she actually is because she’s scared of him.
That doesn’t count as “standing up to him” so much as it’s her weakly struggling against Christian’s rules, and Christian only allows it to happen because he knows he can use her actions as a reason to punish her, and Ana will accept it because for whatever reason she’s accepted his rules as law.
This book is severely fucked up.
So then Christian apologizes, except it’s pretty clear that he doesn’t really understand that what he did was wrong. He just says “I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad at me.” That doesn’t strike me as someone who’s learned his lesson, but Ana just accepts it, of course, and suddenly they’re all in love again.
They go eat dinner together elsewhere on the deck.
“I love you,” I murmur, and he smiles his heart-achingly shy smile, and I melt. “I will always love you, Christian.”
“And I you,” he says softly.
“In spite of my disobedience?” I raise my eyebrow.
“Because of your disobedience, Anastasia.” He grins.
Yes, he loves you because you give him “reasons” to punish you that he can then use to make you feel guilty enough where you won’t tell him to stop.
As you can see, my opinion of Christian has only gotten more negative the more I’ve read of these books. I do not understand how so many women seem to have had the opposite reaction.
After dinner and dessert, they go into some other room and start to dance together? I guess this is supposed to show us how in love they are and how perfect they are for each other, but it just makes me want to vomit.
If you wanted to show us them being in love, you should have given us more scenes like this when they were actually falling in love. It’s too late, now. I already don’t believe any part of this relationship. I don’t think they’re actually in love, I think they’re just dangerously obsessed with each other. If this were real life, their marriage would last all of 8 months.
Ugh, and then they go back to bed, presumably to have more sex, except this time it’ll be “making love” instead of sex. Either way, I still want to puke.
Ana wakes up the next morning all happy and whatever.
Hmm…I’ll take a punishment fuck followed by makeup sex any day. I marvel what it is to go to bed with two different men–angry Christian and sweet let-me-make-it-up-to-you-in-any-way-I-can Christian. It’s tricky to decide which of them I like the best.
You shouldn’t like either of them, because both of them are the alter-ego of an abusive, mood-swinging bastard with mommy-issues who uses your emotions against you because he’s fucked up. Of course he wanted to make it up to you. He has to show you good times and do nice things every once in awhile, that way, while he’s abusing you, you won’t leave him because you’ll be too busy remembering the “good times.”
Ana gets up and finds Christian in the bathroom, shaving. This leads to a semi-flashback where Ana shaves her pubes to see what it feels like, ends up doing an apparently terrible job (according to Christian), and Christian decides to…uh…shave her himself? Using his razor? That sounds TERRIFYING. Ain’t nobody getting near my vagina with a razor except me. No. Way.
“It’s just wrong!” My voice is prissy and whiney.
“This isn’t wrong–this is hot.”
Hot? Really? “This turns you on?” I can’t keep the astonishment out of my voice.
He snorts. “Can’t you tell?” He glances down at his arousal. “I want to shave you,” he whispers.
Also, Ana, why are you so shocked that he’s turned on? He’s like face-first in your vagina. Why wouldn’t he be turned on.
Ugh, and now, back in present time, Ana decides that she’s going to shave Christian’s face.
This is a supremely bad idea, Ana. You could end up slitting his throat…
I take it back. Keep doing what you’re doing, Ana. Do you want to get drunk first, and then try? Maybe you should try shaving his face on a jet ski.
So after Ana’s done (and Christian is, sadly, still alive), Christian says he wants to go visit some little town where there are some art galleries. He says he wants to pick out some art for their new home. Christian makes some mention of the architect, and Ana thinks about how much she dislikes the architect, a woman who had apparently been “all over Christian like a rash” during their meetings. It seems that E.L. James has a really low opinion of other women, because literally every woman in this book throws themselves at Christian even when Ana is there CLEARLY as his date. I don’t know, that seems kind of dumb. But whatever. The two go get something to eat, and then head to the village.
They look at some art, and Ana finds a painting that she likes, that is, of course, insanely expensive. 5,000 euros, to be exact. Maybe that’s not that bad for art, but I’ve never spent more than $30 on a piece of art for my room, so 5,000 euros sounds INSANE. Ana also expresses her discomfort with how expensive the painting is, but Christian LITERALLY says “get used to it, Ana.” What an over-privileged dick-bag.
They get some lunch on the town, and they start talking about why Christian braids Ana’s hair in the bedroom, which they discussed earlier in this chapter, but I skipped over it because at the time Christian didn’t know and it didn’t seem important. Christian says that he thinks it’s because his birth mom, the Crack Whore in his words, used to let him play with her hair. Ana finally says “I think you loved your birth mother, Christian.” Of course, Christian doesn’t agree, though he says nothing. Finally he says “Let’s go,” and they leave.
That was…that was ALMOST like character development. Too bad it’s TWO BOOKS TOO LATE.
“Where do you want to go?”
He speaks! And he’s not mad at me–thank heavens. I exhale, relieved, and shrug.
WOW IT’S ALMOST LIKE ANA IS LITERALLY TERRIFIED OF CHRISTIAN AT ALL TIMES, AND IS TERRIFIED OF PISSING HIM OFF BECAUSE HE MIGHT HURT HER.
So done with this. So done with everyone who thinks this book doesn’t romanticize abuse. Ugh.
They go to a jewelry stand, and Christian decides to buy a bracelet for Ana to cover up the marks on Ana’s wrists. Because all good abusers know to cover up the marks of their abuse. Ana insists that the marks don’t hurt.
Oh jesus, the bracelet costs 30,000 euros. What the actual fuck.
It’s clear that Christian feels guilty, and instead of letting him feel guilty (because he fucking should), Ana tries to make him feel less like a shitty person by talking about all the wonderful things he’s given her. Ugh, Ana, stop it. He deserves to feel bad. He’s a shitty person.
Back in the car, Christian asks to look at Ana’s ankles, to see the marks there too. Apparently seeing them makes him feel “uncomfortable.”
GOOD. THEY SHOULD. YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD ABOUT HARMING YOUR GIRLFRIEND, YOU DICK.
Ana tells him that she enjoyed the handcuffs thing though, and that he shouldn’t feel bad…ugh. Fine. Whatever. If you don’t want him to feel bad about causing welts on your wrists and ankles, fine. It’s your life.
Christian suddenly gets a phone call. Apparently there was a fire…somewhere? Oh, it was at “Grey House.” I guess that means his parents house? I’m…confused. Apparently the fire might have been arson.
-End of Chapter Three-
Well, I’m glad this chapter was literally full of examples of Christian showing abusive tendencies. Next time someone tries to tell me that this book doesn’t romanticize abuse, I’ll know exactly where to go to prove them wrong.
Like I said, I don’t know if I’ll be able to post on Wednesday. Be on the lookout for posts on Friday though!