"Wow! What a fucking idiot. They locked up the psycho in a room that's barely locked! The chains pulling him down are rusted and breaking. He's gonna break out fucking soon and fucking fast."
"That's not his fault, PJ, Blackgates short on cash and this is all they got. Shut the hell up and get back to work."
"You're only saying that 'cuz you're in love with him. Goddamn it. You look at him the way I look at Chris. Look in a fucking mirror!"
"It's called acting, you idiot. Ever heard of it? Your mom was acting when she told you she loved you. Look in a fucking mirror, PJ. Grow up."
He punches me in the jaw. "Grow up? You're still not over your mum's death. How about you grow up, you fucking bitch."
I get up, I'm a head taller than him. "'Oh PJ, I'm sorry. I didn't know you felt like that. I'm sorry but-"
"Don't you dare fucking say it."
"'-your mother has died in a car crash. I deeply apologize. I send all my love and condolences. I hope your father is doing good. Oh, he died too? I'm so sorry.'"
PJ jumps on top of me, knocking me over onto the cold floor.
And the blood that splatters the tiles.
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SLAVE // phan au
Fanfiction"my names daniel howell." "that's a lovely name. do your friends call you dan?" "well, you see, i don't have many friends." "well dan, you have one now." (joker!phil - harley!dan) based off numerous batman centered video games/fan fictions and movi...
