21: Look At Me

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I don't know how long I can stay here, I feel so caged up. I tried to reason with the joker, but he just wouldn't budge.

I'm sitting in my room,laying on the bed contemplating what to do next. I can hear the guards from the other side of the door conversing with each other, they were given strict orders to guard my door in case I try to escape.

If only I can distract them



"Did ya see the little thing~" I hear one of the henchmen laughs,"she's so tiny,I swear Joey if you's had the chance,you could snap her in half I'm serious"



I'M NOT TINY!!!!!




"I believe ya man~" the other one laughs,
"And have you seen how white her hair is, don't laugh when I tell you this,but Jesus Christ I thought she was one of those albinos!"



WHAT DID HE SAY!?!


I jump off the bed,and open the door. Both men turn to me,"which one of you said I was albino?" I ask bluntly,the guard on the left quickly points to his buddy.

I turn to him,kick him hard in the nuts,and run back into my room,locking the door.


I hear the guard laughing,most likely watching his pal fall to the floor in agonizing pain.

"HoLY ShiT~!!!" He laughs," OOOooh my lung~ oh my GOD,that was hilarious~!"

I reopen the door,"May I see the joker please?" I ask the laughing henchmen. I look down and see the other one rocking back and forth, letting out a very,VERY high pitched squeal.


"U-uh" he stutters nervously,"sure,right this way".

"Thank you"

He leads me though endless halls,until finally stopping at two connected doors,one bright green and the other dark purple. Written all over were messily drawn happy faces.


....uh....alright


"He's been in there for awhile" the guard pints out,"this is where he's been for the past couple days?" I question,gazing up at the tall muscular man.

He nods,"just go right in,I'm sure he won't mind you of all people disrupting him".

"Thank you mister" I politely say,then proceed to slowly open the heavy door.

The room was dark,only a dark green light illuminating the humongous bedroom. I gaze around in amazement,this is by far the biggest bedroom I have ever seen.

I carefully walk through the green-hued darkness, worrying I might step or trip on something.


Why is it so dark in here...?




I catch a regular light coming from another room,and I make my way toward it. The closer I got,the more I could hear and see.


I hear running water...

And see steam lightly poking outside the doorway.

          

It's a bathroom...



Holy Crap....

The freaking joker is taking A FREAKING SHOWER!!!!!



Then I hear something that made practically pee my pants.


I hear the running water stop...

And the movement of curtains



Without thinking,I quickly rush to the king sized bed and crawl under it. I feel my whole body shiver, I can't believe this is happening.



I hear footsteps approaching the room...


I'm so screeeeewed~



I see feet drawing near the bed,and the light creek of the mattress from under me. I hear the joker lightly humming a tune.He drops something on the ground,and it rolls under the bed.



Nonononnoononononononnoonnoonnnnononoonnonoonononononononnonono~!!!!!!


I see a hand reach under, and it quickly grabs my long hair.


"Ouch~!" I squeaked,then force a hand to my mouth,eyes widened.




He heard me....

I'm so dead!



The joker bends down,his face peering under the mattress."little miss?" He questions," what are you doing done there silly~?"

I climb out of the bed,and face the man.

His face was bare, hair wet and still dripping from the shower. There was a towel wrapped around is waist to hide his bare body. I notice the light bruises all over his naked chest,and how...skinny he was. Not in a way tall people sometimes get, he looked like he was starving himself.


"Arthur..." I breathed,"y-your chest,your hurt".

I rush up to him,inspecting his bruises," what happened to you!?!" I cried worriedly," your practically black and blue!"

"Well sweetie~" he sighs,"when you live in a life of crime,that's just what you have to endure,besides,think of this as a way of satisfying your hatred towards me".

I stand there in utter shock...


"Arthur..." I continue,"I don't hate you, I'll never hate you,no matter what".


His gaze becomes cold,"would you hate me if I robbed a thousand banks?" He questions, "no" I tell him,"Would you hate me if I ruled over Gotham?"

"No" I tell him,carefully making my way up to him,I gently take his hand," I will never hate you Arthur,you are my friend".



He lets out a relieved sigh,his hand caressing my cheek.

Suddenly,I feel it move down to my throat.


Arthur shoves me away from him,resulting in me falling back into his bed. He pins my wrists to the mattress,his grip tightening with every second.

I wince in pain,gazing up at him with utter terror.


He started panting like an animal,his wet hair lightly dripping onto my chest.





"Would you hate me..." he continues,his grip tightening so hard I can feel it bruising my skin,"if I tied you to this bed..."


I feel my eyes widen


He leans down,his hot breathe seething against my pale neck,"and took you right here..."

I feel my sick to my stomach

Oh my god.....



I turn my gaze to the side,avoiding his cold sinister eyes.



"Look at me~" he growls,but I refuse to listen, my eyes squinted shut.


His grip tightens on my wrists,causing me to squeal in pain,struggling against him.

I feel his long legs straddle my small body,
"LOOK AT ME!" He yells in my face.

I let out shaky breathes,but refuse.

"N-no..." I whimper,"I won't,y-your hurting me...".

"Your hurting me~!" He mocks me," I've has enough of your bullshit~"

I feel him reach over to his lamp desk,opening the drawer and pulling something out of it.



I feel something cold and sharp pressed against my neck.

I quickly open my eyes,moving my gaze down and seeing a sharp blade.

"You little brat~" I hear the joker his, " I give you a bed, food, hot water, jewels, and you STILL don't give me respect. Well, no more mister nice clown,not anymore. I WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING THAT HURTS, I CAn MaKE YoU SuFFeR~!"

"Do it then!" I scream,"go ahead,hurt me, torture me. I don't care,because I know deep down inside you your still good-hearted. You can still change,it's not too late,it's never too late".

He looks at me angrily,his teeth gritted angrily while contemplating whether to slit my throat here and now.

"Dammit~" he curses,throwing the knife aside.
He moves off of me,avoiding eye contact.


"get out~" he whispers, But I can't move,I'm completely frozen.

"GET OUT!" He screams,I gasp and quickly jump off the bed,dashing out of the room and into mine.


I slide down to the floor,trying to make sense of what just happened.I hide my face in my knees,feeling utterly powerless in this situation.



"I-I want to go home~" I whimper

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