Anarchy [Joker/ O.C. Fan Fiction] On Hold

Chapter 5) Jack In The Box

Laurel's Pov

The Joker had left me in the room and I feel violated somehow.

Oh maybe because this sick clown molested me with a knife.

I hear a knock at the door but I don't answer.

Instead whom ever was behind it opens up and I can feel them staring at me.

"STOP STARING!" I turn and see it was the tongueless goon and I feel bad for yelling at him.

I draw my knees up to my chest and he hands me a large black bag.

"Is that for me?"

He nods and I take the bag.

I rip it open and inside were miscellaneous stuff but there were a few things inside of the bag that I asked for.

"Is the food in the fridge?"

He nods and I look back in the bag.

"Thank you. I know he sent you to get it..wait do I want to know how you got all of this stuff?"

The goon just stands there and I just give up on getting any indication of an answer from him.

I take the body wash and the tooth paste including the tooth brush out of the bag and also a wash cloth and towel.

Please let there be a washing machine in this godforsaken house.

The goon just stands there and I feel kind of bad for him.

"I can cook later if you want..."

He just nods behind that mask and I wonder something out loud.

"Why does he have you guys in masks?"

Same as in why does he keep that war paint on.

At times it's smudged but other times it looks like its reapplied.

The goon just watches me and I head out the room.

This is about to be the coldest bath known to man that I am about to take but oh well....

***

I was drying off when I hear the door open.

"Get out!" I scream as I clutched the towel to me.

The Joker stands at the door with something behind his back.

"You know beautiful, if I would have known that you looked good half naked I would have let you taken a shower the first day."

"Get out." I say with a more stern voice.

"Then I guess you don't get the goodies behind my back."

I eye the package behind his back but he moves teasing me.

"What do you want?"

He wiggles his brows and steps closer into the bathroom.

"I can make a list of what I want but you're already in front of me, Laurelll." He lets the L's in my name roll off his tongue.

I stand my ground but flinch when he jumps at me.

"So jumpy." He tosses me some clothes and I catch them while clinging onto my towel.

I see he tossed me a black fitting shirt, some jeans and some boxers.

Which were in my exact size.

Weird.

"Thank you.." I mutter to him.

"Anytime beautiful." He goes to leave but I stop him with a question.