Damaged | Joker Leto

Seven

     Felix pulled me in his lap over his... "Down there"... With every move I make, I could feel it getting harder.

     I'm surprised I didn't puke.

     Joker was strapped in the electric chair, but he kept that same devilish smile and making cocky remarks.

     "Alright, let's get this show started, shall we?" Felix purred, licking my neck as I shivered. I pushed him away and tried to stand but his arms held me down to his member as he moved his hips, making me cough- about to throw up- feeling it through his pants inching under my dress. His cold hands squeezed my cheeks to make me look at him before smacking me to the floor.

     "That's no way to treat a lady." Joker growled. His jaw clenched and his eyes were dead set on Felix. The unamused Felix whipped out his knife and sliced another gash down my spine in a swift motion.

     I cried out, twitching from the pain of cutting over old scars, but it reminded me of how much I craved it. Everything I caused made me do it more and more. Not proud to admit, but I was addicted.

     Joker looked down at me, watching me create a puddle of tears on the concrete floor. The blood slowly dripping down my back started to make him twitch and shake. His eyes were burning with anger until he started laughing; as he does.

     "Fire it up!" Someone yelled. The chair was on and pumping, but all you could hear was the laughter from the mad man himself. I tried to move to get to him, but I couldn't move a muscle without feeling excruciating pain. "Joker!" I cried out crawling to him.

     Felix scooped me up and held me in his lap, softly grazing my face with his finger. He looked his men and the chair turned off, Joker's body going limp. "I'm sorry kitten, please forgive me. You didn't actually care for this freak, did you?" He stood carrying me closer to the motionless Joker.

     "J..."

     My hand brushed his soft green hair back, lifting his head to look at his face. I cupped his cheek in my hand and shook my head, crying harder than I did before.

     "Fly away.."

     J whispered, his eyes barely able to open on their own.

     Felix swung me around and carried me out the door, letting me get one last look at him in the chair through the windows of the hallway as he walked.

     His blue eyes shot up at me and his crimson lips grew to a smile. His crystal ocean blue's winked at me just before I lost sight of him.

     "Can you walk yet, kitten?" Felix purred. I looked up at him and smiled, kissing his cheek.

     "I like being carried, daddy." His eyebrows furrowed together and I nuzzled into his chest. Once we got outside to the alleyway with our cars, I shivered and looked up at the moon. So bright and pretty, just catches your eye and makes you think. Makes you think about why there's a man on the roof looking down at you.

     "Boss, we have a problem." One of Felix's men said. I was back on my feet and reached in the back seat to put on J's purple coat. In the pocket was a little box, much like one a ring would be in, and I was right.

     There was a big red diamond ring sitting there with a little message in the top.

     "Blow their minds, baby! -j"

     I took the foam part out a little to see there was a timer hooked to the ring, so I put it back in my pocket and linked my finger around the ring. I looked at the ground under the car and saw a little red blinking light followed by beeping.

     "Awwhhh!!! A puppy!!" I screamed, running towards the main street. Once I got far enough, I picked the ring out.

     BOOM!

     I turned on my heels and saw pieces go flying, bodies falling to the ground, fire and smoke filling the sky. Definitely was a sight to see.

     I slid the ring on my finger and walked back towards the wreckage, stepping over dead bodies and fallen limbs, to a crawling Felix.

     "Oh, baby." I kneeled down giggling. "What's wrong? Did your legs run away?"

     "Adore, help me." He groaned trying to reach for me. I stepped back and found his legs scattered under bodies, throwing them down on him and walking away laughing.

     "Adore!" He yelled again. I stopped and turned to look at him over my shoulder.

     "Sorry, I'm not into short guys."

    

     "Kitten?" He asked shaking me a little, still walking down the hallway. I rubbed my eyes and sighed as we got outside and went over to our limo. No man on the roof, no bomb under the car, the moon wasn't the same, and there was no box in the pocket.

     What was that all about?