Not so crazy (The joker fanfic)

Feelings? No... Maybe

*Pandora's POV*
"Thank you for stitching that up." The Joker told me nearly in a whisper. "I couldn't just let you bleed." I said back. "I know, but I could've stitched it up myself." He replied longingly. He slowly brought his hands up to my shoulders and pulled me into a tight hug. It's not what I was expecting but it was nice. Especially coming from the Joker, the one person that supposed be brutal and torture everyone. I cautiously wrapped my hands around his back and lean into the hug. When he finally pulled away he rested his four head on mine. "You know you're not that bad." He breathed. He slowly lifted much and he stared in my Hazel eyes.

Before he said anything I connected my lips with his in a passionate kiss.
He brought his hands down to my hips as I pulled mine up, entangling them in his bright green hair. We stayed like that for a few minutes until we finally pulled away for air.

I moved my hands from his hair and looked down when I felt a sharp smack to my left cheek. (On my face ya nasty) I looked up  to see the Joker beet red with anger. "How dare you! I'm supposed to be feared and you make me look weak! Go to your room and don't leave. I don't want to see you and you better not think that I love you or something like that. You will fear me. You have my word." He said through clenched teeth.

I quickly ran to my room clutching my face. As soon as I got there I locked the door and collapsed on the bed crying. I didn't even know what I had done wrong. I just cared for him. Wait what? Come on Pandora get it together you don't like him... Or do I?

~~~~~time skip~~~~~~~

I'm pretty sure I fell asleep because when I woke up the sun was shining through a small crack in the curtains. I got up and changed clothes. I was about to go and get breakfast when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to be met with a henchmen I believe was named roger.

"Miss Pandora, Mr. J wants to see you in the basement. I wish you luck." He said before quickly walking away. I walked down to the basement and opened the door to be greeted with a dark room and a chair.

"Go on, have a seat." He said. It felt as if he were right behind me. I walked over to the chair and sat in it. "Okay I'm sitting, what do you want from me?" I said trying to be brave. "Tsk tsk, cut out the act I know you are terrified," he started, "you need to be punished for what you did, oh and I'm not talking kinky sex either." He finished walking out from the shadows.

He walked up and lightly pressed a knife to my arm, slowly adding pressure. "Ya know, I thought you would be the one person who would be able to obey my rules, seeing as you were obsessed with me. That's right I saw your wall and read your diary" He said piercing my skin drawing blood. I hissed and said," why did you go to my house?" "

"I was interested and it's not like you have any family that would catch me." He said smiling. "Don't you ever talk bad about my family." I told him through clenched teeth. "Oh buts it's not like they actually like you. Your precious daddy beat you senseless and your mommy left. Face it they thought you were worthless." He retorted. By this time I was crying not heavily but a few tears every couple of seconds.

He finally took a clean cloth and cleaned up the cut on my arm putting a bandage on it. "Alright, that's enough torture for now I suppose." He said his face softening. "Please..." I said not having energy from crying. The last thing I saw was my feet before I was knocked out.

Wow this was a long chapter! I want to dedicate this chapter to narryaf7 thanks for all the lovely comments!