deal with the devil! | JOKER X READER ✅

CHAPTER 15: the new deal.

That period of isolation ended up lasting two days and two nights. With every passing hour, you grew more and more stir-crazy. You would spend your time pacing around the room, pondering your fate, or absently playing on your phone. Your life had gotten extremely boring, and you almost began to yearn for torture just to escape the mundane nature of things. The only luxury you were allowed to indulge in was the well-stocked bathroom that was connected to your room. You could do your business, shower, and do your hair, all without violating Joker's rule about leaving your room. Without that, you probably would've went insane. Getting ready gave you the illusion of freedom, like you had something to actually get ready for. It gave you purpose, if only for a little while.

Besides, if Joker randomly decided to talk to you, it couldn't hurt to look pretty. Maybe he would develop a soft spot for you. You knew it was wishful thinking, but you needed to keep your hopes up. Otherwise, this isolation would cause you to self-implode.

As for food and water, you were covered there, too. Frost would bring you breakfast, lunch, and dinner, then collect your dishes once you were done eating. This felt the most odd of all, since Frost wouldn't say a word to you during these transactions. Normally, you two would talk, laugh, joke... Whatever you guys were in the mood for. But now, nothing. His expression always looked a little pained; there was something behind his eyes that indicated how hard this situation was for him. But, he never told you so, and you didn't press him to talk to you. After all, he was probably under strict orders from Joker, and you knew from firsthand experience that you shouldn't disobey direct orders.

   Now, it was the morning of your third day of isolation. You had just finished getting ready, and were laying on your bed. Today, you were wearing a short, black dress, elbow-length black gloves, and translucent, black stockings. You knew that the elegance of the outfit was probably pointless, since you didn't know when you'd see the face of anybody besides Frost again, but who knew? Maybe today was the day.

   You decided to glance at the alarm clock perched on your nightstand, and you saw that it was already 11:00 AM.

   Your heart leaped. Yesterday, you had gotten breakfast by this time. In fact, yesterday, in a half hour from this time, you got your lunch. But, today, nothing. Not even a drink of water.

   While this neglect probably should have been frightening, it gave you hope. There hadn't been enough days in isolation for a routine to really be established, but still. This lack of sustenance felt atypical, and it felt intentional. Maybe there was something planned for today?

   You were kept in the dark for another half hour, doing nothing but sitting and waiting. During that time, you couldn't seem to shake the feeling that something would happen today. You couldn't shake the feeling that today, you'd either be given the most priceless gift of forgiveness, or the most horrific punishment of death. The fact that these two scenarios were polar opposites, yet both likely, made bike rise in your throat. You didn't want to die. Despite the show you'd put on at the gas station, you wanted to live. You may have been tough in the moment, ready to offer your life as retribution for your sins. But, all that confidence had since left, and the thought of being faced with a gun once again was enough to make you scream and cry. It's interesting how much a near-death experience can make you value the life you had so easily taken for granted.

   Then, suddenly, the wait was over. It was over just as suddenly as it began.

   Your door abruptly unlocked. When you heard that familiar click, your first instinct was that it was Joker, ready to decide your fate. But, you rerouted your thoughts, deciding that it was probably Frost either serving you a late breakfast or an on-time lunch. If your expectations were low, it would be more difficult to disappoint you. But, honestly, you didn't know how relieved you'd be if you saw Joker's face instead. You figured you'd feel some, since you desperately wanted to know what he would do with you. But, you knew you'd also feel dread like never before.