Madison's POV:
"OK Tell me the truth now Madison Marie Wayne" Bruce said using my full name, obviously mad about the situation. "Alright...Alright give me a second OK. I need to wake up fully" I said trying to stall. He stared at me and Even Jason looked mad, or scared, its kinda hard to tell with him. I explained the entire story to Bruce and the entire time he looked between me and Jason back and forth. "OK, well that was a good thing you could have done for someone, but it doesn't change the fact he tried to kill you twice!" Bruce said, yelling near the end. I looked down knowing that was a complete lie. Jason didn't do anything to me....it was just me and joker in this horrible game. Jason didn't have anything to do with me getting knocked out, or tied up, or anything....Jason and me were both forced into that life. Jason is Joker's son, but he is nothing like his father or mother for that matter. Bruce kept screaming and yelling in my direction and then he turned to Jason and screamed at him, that was when I snapped. "Bruce! Jason didn't do anything! He has nothing to do with anything that has happened to me!" I screamed and Bruce stared. "Yeah Bruce, I said he has nothing to with any of it" I replied to his stare and played face down on my bed. My Hair falling and showing the mark on the back of my head and my markings and scars free on my face. I sat back up pulling my hair to hide the scars again. Jason slowly came over and sat down next to me and just looked at Bruce. I waited for Bruce to ask what I was talking about but he didn't ask, he just walked out of the room. Jason looked at me for a moment and put out his hand. I looked at him confused and he laughed and grabbed my hand. I would have been scared but his laugh wasn't evil, it was...sweet...and kind. He led me outside to the beautiful view of the city seen from my backyard. I was confused and dragged him inside again by the arm.

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