Love the Joker(under Editing) Do not read yet! I know its tempting.

~"you don't own me!"~~"YES I DO"~

(Warning Cutting and self harm in this chapter)

     I am hoisted out of trunk when we come to a stop and carried for a bit and the dropped on the floor. When my body comes in contact with the floor I hit my head and my spine feels like it should be broken but its not. I hear a man scream probably the Joker say. Hey fuck face that mercendise be carful idiot!! Then the that was caring me says: Sorry boss!! Then the bag is removed from my head and so are the ropes. I am in a small concrete room with nothing but a chair in it, with a dim light hanging from the ceiling.

The Joker is straddling the chair and is sitting only a few feet away. He speaks up after staring at me for what feels like 10 minutes. What's your name dear? Katie I say with a shaky voice. What a beautiful name, He says. Now I'm going to tell you something and you are to follow it no matter what got it. If you don't you die. I look at him in disgust and say in an annoyed tone: Do I really have a choice! He lets out a chuckle and then reply's to my comment: When you got a good point Katie the only way out of here is death. he laughs again but I give him a worried smile. He stops laughing, gets off the chair and walks over to me, gets on his knees but I scoot away from him and he grabs my foot and pulls me underneath him and I'm trapped. He looks in my eyes and smiles softly then leans in for a kiss.

Are you serious I think as he comes closer, he is insane he cant be in love with me he is a psychopath he is playing mind games. our lips meet and he rolls over where I'm on top, I knee him in his nuts and bolt for the door. Its locked. I turn to see Joker coming at me slamming me into the wall. "BIG MISTAKE TOOTS, I HAVE TO GET A NEW TOY BRACAUSE IM GONNA BREAK THIS ONE!!" He squeezes my throat and puts a knife to it. I do my best to muster three simple words. "Do it please"  He is shocked and drops me, I cough and spit up blood. "Why did you say that?!" I look up, "Lets just say I don't care anymore."

He rips my long sleeves off only to see them. My scars, cuts, cigar burns, and words carved in them. Bitch. whore. Worthless. You deserve to die. "Now you know, are you happy!"  He starts laughing hard. He grabs his knife then me. The pins me against the wall and takes my shirt off and stairs at my cleavage, it was untouched but the scars. I struggle but its useless.  He takes the knife and starts carve. I feel the sting and a little blood trickle. He lets go as I look down I see something horrifying. In my left breast there are these words. Joker's Toy. I look up at him to see a smile. "My little broken toy." He leans down and kisses my check and stands up and walks to the door. "You don't own me!". He turns around and grabs my  neck and picks me up. "Yes I do"