Damaged | Joker Leto

Six

     The floor was just as cold as it was when I fell asleep. No blanket or pillow, not even a bucket to piss in. The only thing I had was the jacket J gave me before I left the club.

     "Rise and shine, princess. You got a big day today." Yelled one of the guards as he threw me more clothing. He threw me a black spaghetti strap, very low cut, very short and tight dress. The back was all open, stopping right above my butt. I'll admit, it was cute, but not my cup of tea. I kept the same shoes on from yesterday, only shoes I had, and brought the jacket with me.

     "Where are we going?" I asked as he opened the door. He just looked at me and sent me on my way where Felix was walking towards me down the hall.

     "Well, well." He said licking his lips. "You know how to put on a show." His British accent purring into my ear as he licked it softly. I quickly pushed him away.

     "Now, now, kitten. Calm down. We don't want little Molly to see mommy and daddy fight, would we?" His lips curved to a devilish grin as his hand rubbed my belly.

     "Where are we going?" I asked sternly.

     "To visit a friend." He growled, grabbing my arm and dragging me along. He threw me in his car and sped off to a place I didn't know much about.

     Arkham Asylum.

     He pulled me with him and went straight up to the visit center. He already had clearance with the people working there so we barged right in. There was a table with two chairs, one on each side.

     Felix sat in one and glued me to his lap while in the other chair, a man with blue eyes and green hair smiled at me. "Hello, and who might you be?" He laughed.

     "J..." I whispered in shock. "J!" I squealed about to get up to hug him, but Felix grabbed my arm and swung me back on the floor.

     "The adults have to talk business, kitten." Felix whispered, grabbing me by my throat and pulling me to him. "Either my lap or the floor." I nodded shakily and saw the Joker just looking at me from the corner of my eye.

     Felix let me go and spoke with the Joker, but his voice replayed in my head.

     "And who might you be?"

     With him, I couldn't tell if he was being funny or serious. I didn't pay much to the conversation, but I heard Felix mention something of new "treatments" for Joker. My eyes were glued to him in his straight jacket, and his eyes never met mine. They were hungry for Felix.

     Starving.

     As if someone forgot to feed the beast, and Felix was the buffet.

     I lightly tapped Felix shivering. "Can I go get my jacket from your car?" I asked him with sad eyes. He called over one of his men that lead me out.

     "Lovely wings, princess." The Joker growled around the room, making me frozen in my spot. My entire back was open in this dress, which shows off all the mistakes I've made. With every failed mission, with every friend I've lost, with every fuck up I've caused in my life, I took a blade to my back. By the time I was found, the amount of scars I had began to look like wings in a way.

     "Do you even know who I am, J?" I asked with tears in my eyes, turning to see him.

     "I'd remember a pretty face when I see one, sweetie, and I don't remember you." He laughed, breaking my heart in millions of pieces.

     "You... You took me in to work at your club. You held me and dunked me into a tank of acid, J. You can't tell me you don't remember me." I walked closer with each word. "You made me promise you not to put another blade to my back, and you say you don't remember?" The tears came and came fast. I walked around to his side of the table and he just looked at me with no emotion.

     "You looked at me in the eyes and told me I'll be alright when you found me in the abandoned building." I said lifting my dress to show him the bullet wound on my side again. "Say something, J."

     "Get her out of here." Felix ordered. His men came towards me and grabbed my arms, dragging me towards the door.

     "Hey Felix!" I yelled feeling my blood boil. He looked at me in disgust while a smirk grew on my face.

     I kicked and scratched my way out of his men's grip, coming out on top with them on the ground groaning. "She's a keeper." Joker whispered.

     "You need stronger men, sweetie." I walked closer to them feeling more arms grab me. I tried to break free but Felix put his finger over my lips. "You still want to see Molly, don't you?" He purred pressing a cold blade to my stomach. "In the blink of an eye, kitten, your little baby girl won't take her first breath."

     He chuckled fixing his glasses and putting his knife back in his pocket. "Take her home." He ordered.

     His men dragged me as I tried to fight but it was no use this time. I looked at Joker while I was carried out, his head hung down to look at the floor.

     "Actually!" Felix yelled and we stopped. "I think I want to see a show, wouldn't you, kitten?" He chuckled.

     "Get the guards. We're going to see something truly...

     shocking."