the jokers new toy

chapter twenty one

Hit her

Those words haunt my brain. I lay in bed feeling off, my head is pounding and my body is buzzing. I can hear some music, and the cameras are ticking. Am I going insane? Nah. im just getting fucked with.

I sit up rubbing my temples and letting out a soft groan. Has my cell gotten smaller? I check my hands to see if I've grown. My head is killing me. I glance at the door as Grigges buzzes through. "Hey sweetie, miss me" he grins and walks closer to me.
"Fuck you" i glare at him.

He chuckles softly, "someones feeling feisty"

"What did you do to me?"

He sighs, "i shocked you baby girl"

"After that" i stand up and walk closer to him, keeping my distance from the bars. He smirks, "I gave you a nice ole exam," he winks. My cheeks heat with anger, "Griggs, i swear to God if you touched me i will cut your hands off and force you to eat them"
"Oh, I did more than that. Look babygirl, he's not coming for ya. I can see the bit of hope in your eyes. If he wanted you he would have gotten you by now" he laughs at me. All I see is red. I charge the bars and reach my hand out. I grab his hair forcing him closer to me, he growls and I push my finger tips to his eyes. "Ahh!" he yells in pain he tazzes me again. I fell back onto the floor shaking, "you crazy bitch!" he yells. 

(just a little joker POV)

Where the fuck is she? I've sent my man to find her for me, I've heard people saying I've gone insane. After the Bat took my girl I've only seen red. I've searched all of Gotham for her. Where could she be? I've had my best hacker look into jails but nope. Shes fucking no where and its pissing me off.

My bedroom is torn apart. 'HAHA' in black written all over the walls. I've laid out every single laptop I have with any information on them about her. Pictures and post-its with her handwriting on them are laid out. I've ripped the top off of my piano. Laid out every single gun I have and pointed at me along with all my knives, traps, alcohol and baby clothes. Fucking baby clothes. For the baby I was going to give her. I drew a black line like a smile around my mouth. 

I fucking need her. I own her. They have no right to take her from me.

Wearing black dress pants, a white button up shirt and her favorite color to see me in, a wine red vest. Her favorite.

A few boxes of chinese food and empty beer bottles line the walkway. I'm in the middle of the circle with my gun. The gun i was gonna fuck her with after the club. My knee to my chest and my head down. Her running through my mind. Thoughts of her consuming me. She consumes me. I live for her. I kill for her. I'll give her anything she wants.

Johnny walks in. i look up and point my gun at him, ill pull this fucking trigger if he hasnt found her. I've waited too damn long. "Woah man" he says, putting his hands up.

I lower my gun "Where is she" my voice raspy.

"It's complex. It's not just her" he sits down on the stairs, "everybodys disappears. There's this new law if you're or if you're a bad enough bad guy to stand a terrorist on your jacket they send you to swap in Louisiana black sight "I roll my head, cracking my neck. "Thats where she is"
My eyes snap open and my head snaps to him.

"So what are we doing?" he asks.

"Bring the car around, were going for a drive" i lay back down laughing, "HAHA HA HA HAA"

I'm bringing my baby home.

 (Griggs POV)

A week after that crazy bitch attacked me i had a bandage over my eye, i was only fucking around i didnt touch her. Not more than I was supposed to anyways.

I sip my whisky while I play some poker with a sexy ass woman on my arm. I haven't been very good this round but I blame it on a bad hand. "Lester, Lester Hit me one more time" when i'm over i slam my hand down on the table, "come on man!"

I groan and look at him, "you gotta call upstairs and tell them to float in another tank in yo-" A man grabs my shoulder, "hey man, boss wants to see you"

I scoff in irritation, "you know who i am?"

he puts a little taser to my neck, he drags me to the back and into the kitchen. He puts me in a chair where a few other men are. A tall, big man stares at me while he cuts some meat with a large butcher's knife. I look back at him, "good job man, your really killing it"
I look back to the man in front of me, a few of them got guns, "come on man, why am I here? Yeah, I'm down, I get it. I've had a run of bad decks. Not my fault, alright "I turn to the side as he moves onto my side.
"Dude this is real" he looks down at me through some sunglasses, "I had to stop these guys from burning your house down with your kids inside" he says and leans against a counter and the butcher man slams his knife down. He takes his sunglasses off and points at me, "but your lucky"
"Yeah? Well, why do you think so?" I keep looking at him. A man in a black suit with a light purple tie walks in and a guy with a big ass golden and white gun follows behind him. The guy with the gun sits on the counter while the dude in the suit goes to my side. He puts a briefcase on the counter and opens it, "yo, slate" he says and hands him a bag of cash with '12K3B' written on it.
"What's up" he takes the bag

"Briggs" I snap, "and you are?"

"You might wanna keep your mouth shut"

I turn back to facing straight at the exit, "can i go man? What's uh, what's going on man. This is crazy "I chuckle softly.

I feel a hand sneak onto my shoulder, "blah blah blah blah blah blah, blah" he puts both hands on my shoulders. My smile fades, his hands run up to rest on the sides of my neck, "all that chit chats gonna getcha hurt" he runs his hands down to slap them on the sides. I jump, "oh! My God"

He growls and bends down walking around me to stand in front of me, "hmm." he stands up. I look up at the fucking joker. He's wearing black dress pants and a gold and black dress jacket, he's shirtless underneath. Gold chains and gold rings on. He holds his hand out for me to kiss it, I glance at the guys to my left before I kiss it. He grins and holds the side of my head kinda sitting on my lap, "i can tell ya there, ah" he runs his hands on the side of my head to my neck. "You're gonna be my friend," he grins.