Lets Talk..

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JOKERS P.O.V

I sat in my white concrete cell. I was locked up good, not allowed with the other cell mates unless it was time to eat. I sat on the floor rocking back and forth. Its been two weeks, Two weeks, four hours, thirty minutes, and seventeen seconds since I saw my beloved Eva's face. And boy did I miss her. I looked down at my wrist. Her name was beautifully written in ink. "This is all I have left of you now.." I whispered tracing the tattoo with my finger.

"Joker." my attention snapped up to the door of my cell. "Your new therapist is here.." The guard lazily yawned. And in came in my new therapist. I leaned my head back against the wall shutting my eyes. "I don't want to talk.." I mumbled but it was too late she was already sitting on my bed. "So joker.." she mumbled going through my large file. She looked up and smiled to me. "Whatre you in here for?" I chuckled bitterly. "What do you think? I'm insane 'Mentally unstable'." I used finger quotes. "No I mean why did you have to be moved into this cell?" She patiently asked. "Because I love this certain girl and her daddy has a pretty high power. He doesn't want me near her so.. He moves me to a place I cant get out of! That and Ive broken out of Arkham a lot.." I chuckled. "And who is this girl?" the therapist asked.

"Her names Eva.." I trailed off placing my hand on my tattooed wrist. "Shes beautiful, smart, funny. She has these beautiful dark eyes that just widen when shes scared or nervouse or happy..." I smiled to myself. "Gosh I could stare into those eyes for years. I wish I could look at them one last time.." my voice saddened. "Uh huh.." the therapist nodded taking notes.

I sighed annoyed with her wanting to be left alone. I glanced down at her pocket she had a key card stuffed in it. hmm? ..

"And how does this girl feel about you?" she asked her voice monotone. "She loves me." I said smiling to myself proud that I could call her mine. My smile quickly faded. "But she thinks I'm dead.." The therapist only nodded jotting down more notes. I slowly stood up. "Listen uh-" I read her name tag. "Dr. Rodgers, I um I'm about to do something and uh I'm really sorry but itll go a lot smoother if you just obediently go along.." she gave a confused look and opened her mouth to speak but with one quick move I lunged at her pushing her against the wall and covering her hand before taking her key card.


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