The Jokers Love

Surprises!

Chapter 22

Should I break him out? I mean, I litteraly shot myself in the head to get away from him..

'We HAAAAAVEE to get him! He's our Mistah J!! Plus he sent Ivy to get you, and gave up his freedom to help you. Thats more than what he ever did for me..'

I think about what she said as I walk down the street in the darkness. I go back to J's hideout as I am cold and really need a shower. Ew! I smell horrible!

Harley is quite and I think about the new voice I heard before. It was deep, and sounded like a man. I feel like I've heard it before but I can't remember anything before Joker. My head doesn't hurt near as back as before but I still can't remember anything. I guess whatever Ivy gave me didn't fix my memories. Well I mean, how would it?

I make it into the hideout and jump in an old dirty shower and take the coldest shower of my life. Once I get out I put my clothes back on and put my hair in a ponytail once again with messy fringe. I do my makeup, my eyes were simple, on my left eye, I did white in the lid and black in the crease, and my right eye was black on the lid and white in the crease, putting mascara on all my eyelashes. I made sure to smudge black eyeliner under both my eyes, but only a little bit. My lips were left nude with a bit of gloss, I contour normally, with a bit if a darker color than usual but nothing to dramatic. I fill my eyesbrows a little darker than my natural blonde hair, and put on a silver necklace I found on the counter.

There is a note by it written in messy handwriting, 'I found this in your house, when I broke in, I don't know why I took it. It just spoke to me ya know? Anyway, I'm in Blackgate right now and I'm going to have Ivy smuggle this out to give to you. I hope you're okay. Love, J '

I reread the note multiple times as I lay on the dirty old couch in the hideout. I look up at the ceiling, it's a dark brown color. With what looks like rust, eating a hole in one layer of the metal roof. The walls are made of concrete. Bullet holes and blood stain the once light gray walls.

How have I became so vulnerable? So desperate and pitiful? I know I let go of my past life, whatever it was. I can't remember anything before meeting Joker at work in the asylum. I can only remember the feeling of loneliness, thats all gone now though. I'm not lonely anymore when I have Harley, and that other voice I don't know yet. Plus Ivy and I are friends now. Right?

I then remember my holster and belt J bought me. Were is it? I look around, it's nowhere to be found. Ugh, I really did like them. I look around the dirty old hideout, Harley and I both agree on cleaning it. I pick everything up and put them in the right place. I throw away the trash and scrub the bathroom. I also scrub the walls but decide theres no helping it. I stumble upon a box under his bed, "what's this?" I pull it out and examine it. Its wooden, dark brown, and looks to have once had designs on it. But there are so many scrapes and chips of wood missing the design is long gone.

'Uhh...I-I don't think you should go through J's stuff Legancy...' Harley pipes up in a worried voice. I stare at the box for a while, "he's in Blackgate. How would he know I looked?" I open the box. I gasp lightly and stare at all the photos and information about me. How long had he been watching me? I look through the files and come across a picture of me with some people. I don't recognize them, but they feel important to me. It looks as though its a picture of me and my family, If I would assume. A mother, a father, a sister, a brother, and me. Where are they?

I look further into the box and find old news clippings. The headlines read,

FATHER AND DAUGHTER DEAD IN A CAR ACCIDENT ON HIGHWAY 95.

I remember back to when Joker told me how he got his scars, I couldn't remember why I was upset, as I read on the news paper describes exactly what J said to me. Other then the part of him killing the father of course. I look for the names of the victims but apparently the family wished to be anonymous.

I sigh and put the 'stocker box' back under the bed. As I do so I head a clanking of metal on the ground behind the box. I pull the box back out again to reveal my gun holster and grenade belt, "oh sweet!" I exclaim excited that I had finally found it. I remove the belt I was wearing and put the grenade belt on instead, as well as putting my holster on and a leather coat, I assume it was Harleys at one point. I look around the hideout and smile at all my hard work.

I walk outside and take a deep breath of the cold fresh air. I guess I shou- "LEGANCY STOP RIGHT THERE"
My thoughts are interrupted by the bright lights of a helicopter and policemen everywhere. Shit. They're guns are all pointed at me and they are slowly walking closer. I cover my guns with my jacket but the police can still see my belt, "TAKE THE BELT OFF AND PUT IT ON THE GROUND SLOWLY" I follow orders and put my hands up with a smirk on my face, "but what about the guns" the cop on the megaphone looks at me closer "REMOVE YOUR JACKET SLOWLY AND PLACE IT ON THE GROUND" I chuckle and take my jacket off staring him straight in the eyes. Onces its off I glance at all the other cops and cop cars around me. The guy speaks again, "REMOVE THE GUNS SLOWLY AND-" I pull my guns out quickly and shoot everyone in sight, dodging bullets as well. Cops have horrible aim. I pick up my belt and grab the nearest grenade and throw it at the helicopter. Ivys potion is really helping a lot. Surprisingly I hit the helicopter and it spends out of control into the building across the street. I throw the rest of the grenades at the police cars, then run like hell. I hear about three cops following me, who, surprisingly survived.

There are a whole lotta surprises today. In attempt of losing them, I run into an alleyway. I jump up and pull myself onto a fire escape thats about 10ft off the ground. I crawl through the first window I see and hide. The cops look all around, "LEGANCY!?" I make one of the faces out to be Jim Gordon. They look at each other in defeat, and walk away. Jim kicks a trash can while leaving. I can't help but giggle.

I turn around to look at my surroundings. It only now dawned on me that I'm in someones house. I look around for an exit and trip on a pizza box. Ew. I think to myself as I look around, garbage everywhere, "is someone there? Dad?" A female voice shouts from down a hall. Shit! I book-it to the door but am grabbed by the shoulder. I turn to look at the person, my eyes widen in shock and fear.