A plan
I sit in the corner of my bed for hours unmoving. Just thinking, thinking of ways to get out of here. I came up with plans but they always failed, how could i possibly not think! I groaned rubbing my hands down my face, I stretched my legs out as I finally noticed how sore they were getting from behind pulled up to my chest the whole time. I use my little brake to look around the room... again.
There isn't much in my room, I look over the things at once. Then twice. My eyes keep landing on the air vent or the window. The air vent looks like it would fit me and the window would definitely fit me. The only bad thing about the window is that I'm not on the first floor, I'm on the second. It isnt to to bad but it still would hurt if I jumped. Would it?
The door opens quickly, my head shoots to the door. I see him standing there, I don't say anything, I just keep looking at him. "Hello, dollface" he moves closer to me.
I stare blankly at him. "You don't look happy to see me," he says, standing right infront of my bed.
"I want to go home," I whisper.
"Yeah and I want the bat dead" he crosses his arms over his chest.
I look up with my eyes to see his face, "you so easily do that" I mutter.
"Yeah? And how could i do that"
I chuckle, "you're asking me?" I slap a hand over my mouth, "your like-" i look him up and down, "-the joker, you don't know how to kill a bat?"
He groans, "not a bat! The bat!"
"The bat- as in Batman?"
He clenches his fists, "are you dumb?"
"I'm sorry I don't relove my whole being around a bat? I've heard of him never though he was real"
He bends down getting in my face, "he's a pussy, only comes out at night and never- ever does anything useful!"
"Doesn't he like to take down criminals, Like you?" I looked up at him.
He quickly reaches out and roughly grabs my face, "i am the king of gotham, and you will respect me" he stares into my eyes and traces my bottom lip with his thumb.
"Good for you, but you will not tell me what to do" I scowl.
He takes his hand away from my face only to deliver a sharp slap to my cheek. I wince, my head turns to the side from the slap. I cover my cheek with my hand. "You are a disrespectful little shit, but don't worry I'll be able to fix that." he wipes a tear from my eye, "don't cry now doll face. Just say your sorry and i'll forgive you"
I look up at him through tears, "fuck you" i spit.
He slaps me again this time harder, "not quite, try again"
"Sorry" I whispered.
He leans down, "huh?" he cups his ear, "i didn't hear that, speak up"
"Sorry" I mutter.
He hum's in pleasure, "that's better, consider yourself forgiven...for now. Take a shower and change into a dress I like, we're going out." he clasps his hands in front of him before turning and leaving the room.
I wipe the tears that stain my cheeks, rio walks in a few minutes after the green haired man leaves. He stands at the door, "get up, it's time for a shower" he says his voice not showing any signs of the rio that i like.
"Rio-"
"Get up," he says firmly.
I open my mouth to say something but quickly close my mouth and stand up, I take two slow steps towards him. He stares down at me, "lets go." he turns around and strides out the door. I hesitate before falling into step behind him, "ri-" i go to say his name but stop, "don't i need to grab clothes?"
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the jokers new toy
Fanfictionthe jokers new toys. growing up I heard stories about the infamous joker. I never took any of it seriously thinking that it was an old folks tail, trying to make little kids good and not run off. I wish I knew. I wish I took it seriously, cause I...