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Ten

Xaviers POV

"Say that again." I gasped for air with extreme surprise in my voice and stared at Joker. He looked confident, almost glorious, you could say.

"I will take care of this. Don't tell her anything." he actually said that again, and I couldn't find my voice. "Maybe I want to have a little fun first." He smirked at me and showed me his iron teeth.

"I don't understand this. You didn't even want to be involved in this in the first place, and now, you are telling me not to tell her anything, and what," I spread my arms widely to show my irritation at his actions, "what do you want from her?" he exhaled sharply and sat down for a moment.

"I told you. I want to have fun first." I threw up my hands in the air to show him how confused I was.

"Why? You can have any other girl. She has to work with us, she has to be actually involved in our plans, and you are planning what... to fuck her? That's not going to work, J; this is NOT going to work!" I don't know why I lost myself out there, but honestly, it was a long, long night. He scanned my face, and I could see in his eyes unknown emotion. "What's going on here?" I sat and waited for his answer. He shook his head in disbelief, and I could tell he was having a private conversation with himself.

"I don't want to fuck her if that's your concern, okay." His voice was so low and so weird. I didn't recognize this guy.

"So, what is going on? Can you tell me?" I urged him, and he smiled widely, but it was different. This was needy. He didn't actually mean that; I knew him by that time. He tried to cover up his real feelings.

"You like her or something?" I chuckled to myself, but then his eyes went so dark, so dangerous, and I immediately regretted that. My chair shivered from his sudden move.

"That's not your business. Don't tell her a fucking word about that heist. I will do that." Coldness in his eyes went straight thru my soul, and I shivered. This guy is not from this earth. I shook my head again and clapped my hands together.

"Fine. Do it your way." I turned around to leave, but my arm bent over under his touch.

"Just wait for my directions and play innocent and surprised." I nodded and left with these words inside my head. Why did I call her why? I am so fucking stupid. She Is a genuinely nice girl; she is so great and innocent. She has to do nothing with this trivial Gotham lifestyle. Well, okay, she is kind of a big player around the poker house, but other than that, she is pure.

How could I do that to her? I still couldn't understand what does he want from her? He was nervous when we talked about that, and he said he doesn't want to fuck her, which I don't understand why but believe.

He maybe wants to throw me under the bus.

I shook my head again and burst out of that stupid place. I need a break. When I got outside, I saw her standing there with some paper in her hands, and I could only guess what's that. I came closer and heard Joker's voice inside my head again. It doesn't matter how much I hate this. I have to pretend that I don't know anything, and I can't think about the consequences. I have to make my peace with the possibility that she is going to hate my guts after this, but anything is better than facing the fear of death, trust me.

"All done, shall we?" I said with a normal voice and checked her again.

She was shocked. "Eh, are you okay, Billie?" she looked at me with a very confusing look.

"Well...I...don't...." she handed me the paper, and when I spotted digits, I froze. He Is seriously doing this. Fuck. FUCK!

"What is that?" I asked with a smirk to cover my heart attack. "Someone wants to baaang you." This was the first thing that came into my mind, and after a couple of seconds, I realized how awful it was. "Who do you think is that? Did you see anything? I mean, did you see someone put it there? Or maybe it's that bartender...." I continued with my horrible lies, and then I saw the J letter. Okay, it's time to pretend to be even more confused. I can't believe I am doing this to her.

"Xavier," she said with a little voice," look again," somehow, she was buying my poor acting, and I felt so lost. I shook my head in disbelief and asked myself if this was really something that I wanted to put us both thru. I could tell her right there the whole deal, but I didn't. The only thing I pushed from my filthy, stupid mouth was...

"No way."

After that frightful night in the club, I tried my best to cover all clues and pretend that I really don't have an idea what he possibly wanted.

I had an inner battle inside of me every time she asked me about that. Sometimes I felt like I was just going to tell her everything about him, about the reason why I called her there. I even tried to stop her from texting or calling him, but she was only more curious about that. I realized she liked him, and she was attracted to him. I noticed that right after the game when she asked me about him. I prayed to God to make her forget about that as fast as she could, but I knew that was just not possible. We are in deep shit.

No way out. It is only going to be worse.

I went to the club the very next day because we had some unsolved business there, and J caught me by surprise. He asked me why she still hadn't called him yet. He even suspected me that I told her not to.

"Make her." His voice was cold, and I ignored the fact that I couldn't look into his eyes.

"How can I make her? She has her own head Joker. If she doesn't want to, there is nothing I can do about that." I said quickly.

"Oh, of course, you can." He smiled widely and came closer to me, so I had to face him. "You are her friend. Use that." Every word he said left his mouth carefully. I closed my eyes in doubt and saw her beautiful face in front of me. How could I do this to her? I asked myself this very question about thousand times.

After we talked, I tried to ignore the urge to tell her what I had gotten her into. I pushed her to do that stupid phone call, but I felt only worse about that.

This whole time I didn't figure out why he wanted to do this and why he had to torcher me. We were running out of time, and Friday was close. I even found out that she had already signed up to work there for her dirtbag boss.

The night we went out, I realized I had to make her drunk, and I was sure that she would break after that.

And, of course, I was right.

We drank the whole night, and the thorny guild went away from me for some time but then when I woke up in the morning and I read all those messages she sent him, I felt like shit.

I am betraying a friend over here, and there is nothing I can do to make things better. When she went out with him, I smoked two joints to calm my freaking nerves down. I didn't know what to expect, and to be honest, I was scared as fuck. Joker is someone who doesn't give a shit about other people's feelings or fears. He is the devil, and I am sure about that. I hate myself for working with him, I hate myself for agreeing to call her, and I hate myself for being the worst friend that anyone ever had. Is he going to tell her tonight? Is he going to tell her at all? What about our heist? It's still on?

These questions painfully circled my mind, and a tried to choke them with smoke. My vision went blurry after all, and whatever I did, I couldn't beat the urge to close my eyes. 

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