SURRENDER ||Jared Leto Joker Suicide Squad||

Twelve

I couldn't bear to look at him. I didn't want to speak to him. The mere thought of him and his actions disgusted me. I try my hardest to forget the events that took place that night. However, he makes that unimaginably difficult.

Suddenly, the car door jerks open, snapping me out of my thoughts. The valet bows and politely greets me as he invites me to exit the purple vehicle.

The Joker strolls around the car just as I was straightening myself out. His sharp features looking extra defined in the brightly lit driveway. I was taken slightly aback. He runs a hand across his slicked-back hair as he offers the other arm for me to hold. Memories from that night still fresh in my mind, I was unwilling to make any form of physical contact with him. I kept my eyes down as he studied me, sending nervous chills down my body.

I feared he might become impatient as he grasped his cane and held out his arm gesturing for me to take it. Reluctantly, I slipped my hand through his arm and gently gripped it, refusing to make eye contact.

Heads turned, gasps were heard, and all eyes were on us as we waltz into the luxurious building, hand-in-arm. I shivered and hung my head low as the atmosphere in this place made me uneasy. Although, it never did feel right being in any place with him.

The heavy scent of perfume and cologne filled the place, which I soon realized to be a high-end jewelry store of some sort. Almost every inch of it was covered by gold and silver decorations. He pauses momentarily, scanning the room as if he owns the place.

Does he own the place? I wondered to myself seeing as after all this time, I still knew virtually nothing about this man. Nobody does.

I felt a tug on my arm as he proceeded to lead the way through a sea of gold and diamonds. Each with a price tag bigger than anything I'll earn in my entire life.

"Damn, check her out. J's got himself a new toy." We stopped abruptly in our tracks as someone muttered under their breath.

"What was that?" The Joker turned towards the direction in which it came from, a mixture of anger and excitement in his voice.

Petrified, the salesperson to whom the voice belonged to threw his hands up to cover his mouth, frozen in fear.

The Joker stood in front of the salesperson with an unreadable expression on his face, "Perhaps I've gone mad... Did ya say somethin'?"

The salesperson shakes his head in protest, "I don't want no beef."

"You don't want no beef?" The Joker mocks with a frown on his face. "You want no beef? You don't want no beef?!" His tone filled with more anger each time.

"That's your lady. I didn't mean no disrespect." The salesperson manages to choke out.

"You want her?" The Joker questions in an alarmingly delightful tone as he offers me to the salesperson. Silence filled the room as people huddled together, afraid to let a single sound escape their lips or make a wrong move.

"No... That's your lady, Joker." The salesperson pleaded like his life depended on it.

The Joker, now overcome with joy, raises both hands as he sweeps them through his hair. "That's right!" he sings. 

"Let's have some fun," he adds, turning to face me with a dark grin. "Would ya like to do the honors?"

I gulped as he eagerly awaited for me to pull out my gun. "I didn't bring my gun," I lied. I couldn't let myself be responsible for the death of another innocent man. Having seen the aftermath of the Joker's diabolic tendencies, I promised to myself that Asher would be the last one. Besides, I had managed to refrain from using that gun for so long, and I wasn't about to start now.

"Hmm... That's too bad," he pouts as he takes another step towards the frightened salesperson. Bringing his index and middle finger to the salesperson's temple, his hand formed the shape of a make-belief gun.

"BAM." With a strong flick of his wrist, the salesperson's head is jerked to the side, eyes and teeth clenched tightly as if bracing himself for the final blow.

The Joker brought his face up close and personal to the salesperson and broke out in a fit of wild laughter before straightening up. He tossed an arm around my shoulder, walking away from the traumatized salesperson. In a rare instance, he spared the life of that man.

We continue to make our way around the store, stopping occasionally when an item catches his eye. As we paused for the Joker to try on a ring, I catch a glimpse of something in the corner of my eyes. Sitting right there, carefully placed in the display case, was a gorgeous diamond necklace carefully crafted. The light reflected off of it, shining in every direction. It left me stunned as I could only imagine what the price of something like that could be.

"Like what ya see?" His gruff voice startles me and I turn to find the Joker standing behind me, his body practically pressing up against mine. With a simple motion from him, the clerk obediently removes the delicate jewelry from its display case and hands it to the Joker.

Without a word, he effortlessly clasps the jewelry around my neck and brushes aside my hair. Feeling his cold touch against my neck,  my heart drummed in my chest and it's as if in that instant, I forgot what it felt like to breathe.

"God, you're a masterpiece," he rests his chin on my shoulders as he admires my reflection in the mirror. His fingers wrapped around my neck, tracing the bruises and marks he left on me the other night. As if on cue, one of his henchman plops a large bag onto the counter and it lands with a thud, displaying a bag full of cash.

My jaw drops and I turn around to face the Joker, "you really don't have to do that." I couldn't care less for any type of diamonds or gems. Especially not from someone like him.

"Oh, you know I'd do anything for you, honey." His signature grin creeping its way onto his face.

Could this, in any possible way, be his vain and futile attempt at saying "I'm sorry"?

~~ author's note ~~

Mr. J is so unpredictable. Somehow, he's scary even when he's "nice".

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