The heart of the joker

Chapter 6

Jerking awake I sit up. Looking around, I'm in an unfamiliar room. Panic starting to rise in me until everything came flooding back to me. The panic turned to sadness and heartache as I curled up put my head in my knees again,

"Ash..."I sobbed,

 The door creaked open slowly. The bed dipped as someone sat on the edge bed. I feel the persons hand rub my arm. Lifting my head I look up,

"hey..."he says softly,

It was jack. Wiping my eyes I looked at him,

"where are we?"I croaked, 

"at the warehouse..."

"oh...how long have I been asleep?"

"only a few hours, doll"He murmured stroking some hair out of my face,

He opened his arms and I gave him a weird look,

"I wont hurt you, I promise beautiful"

Nodding I crawl into his arms, he wraps them around me and rubs my back, Feeling more comfortable I put my face into his chest. A few seconds of silence went by and I spoke up,

"shes dead isnt she..."i whispered,

"to be honest, doll, i dont know..."

As I sighed Jack moved his arms from me so I could sit up,

"I have to go but I'll be back later to check on you, if you want food these some in the kitchen down the hall..."

"..okay, thank you"my voice sounding small, 

Jack gave me a sad smile as he stood up from the old bed. He placed a tender kiss on my forehead then walked out the door, the whole thing feeling slightly domestic, 

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"I heard him yell,

i sighed and buried my head into the pillow, there goes the domesticity, i keep forgetting hes the joker

Deciding to get up and get some food, I stood up and stretched clicking my back, Outside the door there was a table with chairs around it but no one was there. Shrugging I turned left. Walking down the hall I found a kitchen, upon walking inside I found some dirty kitchen sides, filled with dirty plates and cups. A microwave was stuffed in the corner of the room, which red stains all over the front and sides, I grimaced and turned around. An oven was sat on its own, all the wires exposed, but the lights were on so it obviously worked, unfortunately like everything else there were disgusting stains and marks all over it. The fridge looked a little less mucky and in a newer condition than the oven and microwave. Slowly I opened the fridge. I saw some bacon and checked the date, it was in date  and unopened.

Before I used the cooker I gave it a good scrub, along with the majority of the cups, plates and pans that were scattered around. Once I had cleaned and made the bacon sandwich I cooked another and left it on the side, covered with a towel with a note saying it was for the Joker. Grabbing a bottle of water I had seen I quietly ran back to my room. Sitting back on the bed I ate the sandwich and drank some water. Walking around the room, I saw it had a desk, bookshelf, bed and a wardrobe. When I opened the wardrobe I found an old pair of jogging bottoms and a white shirt, they were old but clean.  Looking down at my clothes, they were dirty so I changed into the clothes in the wardrobe. I walked over to the bookshelf and picked up a random book. Sitting on the bed I read the book, accidentally falling asleep.

"IN THERE!! PUT HIM IN THERE!!!"A voiced shouted from outside, 

Sitting up sharply, I moved the book. A door slammed and I flinched. Walking out the door and down the corridor I found a door and heard shouting,