The Jokers Love

Wanna know how I got these scars?

Chapter 3

The Joker, well I rather refer to him as patient 4479, is staring at me. Just an empty stare with a slight smirk painted on his face. Litteraly.

He leans closer to me from the other side of the table, "Hello, Dr. Fantom" he never broke eye contact. So creepy.

I stiffen, "Patient 4479, I would like to start the evaluation. Now can you tell me anything about your past, or what could of caused your, violent behavior?" I stared him dead in the eye. Keeping a straight face.

He leaned back and thought for a second then snapped back, right in front of me. I will admit, I jumped a little. He laughs, "So, you are afraid of me aren't you, puddin'?" I sighed, "I would like to keep this completely professional. Please address me as Dr. Fantom. I am not afraid of you, I have about 20 gaurds waiting outside. Just a raise of my voice and you're done."

He laughs- well it's more like a low chuckle, "Now, now 'Dr. Fantom' no use threatening an innocent patient. By the way, do you wanna know how I got these scars?"

Finally. Maybe some information. I nod, "Sure, start from the beginning." I grab my notebook and pencil and prepare to write.

He leans back in his chair and smiles, "Ahh, I remember it like it was yesterday...or..about 11 years ago, I was about 16..hmm..more around the age of 17 *he leans forward again* my father was a truck driver...and I was rideing with him that day, now we are going down the street minding our own buisness when BAM! a car pulls out in front of us! Hah! *he begins to laugh* A-And I look over *he laughs some more* to see if my dad was still next to me. Oh and he was. With his head almost chopped off. Now I didn't like that..no...*his voice gets creepily lower* Not. One. Bit. So I, Angry and in denial, crawl out of the truck and make my way to the other car, there was a girl, she looked kinda like you actually, and a man im guessing was her father *I gasp...no this can't be true!* now the girl was dead, and im sure the father just wanted revenge, like me, so he sneaks up behind me and takes a sharp piece of broken glass *he laughs hysterically* and does this to me! Hah! Isn't that funny! Well after he's done, I manage to take the glass and stab in in the chest. The cops actually thought he died from the accident!"

I stay still. My heart is nearly stopping. Thats exactly how my father and sister died. I look at him tears in my eyes. But I wipe them away. He wont win, "how do you know about that?.."

He pretends to look confused, "what are you talking about? I just gave you what you wanted" he smirks. A evil. Terrible. Smirk. I slam my hands on the table, "HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT!"

The guards all rush in and grab patient 4479 and pull him out of the room, he's laughing loudly. The kind of laugh that will give me nightmares, "See you tomorrow, Dr. Beautiful.."

No you will not. I go straight to Arkhams office and open the door, "I can't work with him!" Arkham looks up at me. He's obviously in an important meeting will Commotioner Gordan. But I don't care. I walk up to his desk, "he said he killed my father! How did he know about my father!?"

Commotioner Gordan looks at me, "now calm down miss, im sure we ca-" Arkham stands, "you have to work with him. You're our best doctor. No if ands or buts about it. You either work with him or you're out. Good evening, Dr. Fantom."

I stare at him, "I'll bring my resignation tomorrow." And leave. I have to quit. I can't work with him. I. CAN'T!..