Rough Night (Joker X Reader)

Chapter 2 Where am I?

*Your POV*

I wake up to a dark room. Man I must have gotten hammered last night, my head hurt like a bitch. I assume I went home with Nathan last night because I wasn't in my normal tiny bed. Instead I was on a giant bed much like the one I remember sleeping on at Nathan's in the past. I get up in the darkness as I become dizzy I fall to the ground holding my head groaning in pain. I slowly get up and creep towards the door opening it slowly, i turn and notice Nathan isn't on the floor where he would normally be. "Okay, Maybe he's up..." I say to myself glancing at a clock on the bedside table. Four thirty AM. He has trouble sleeping sometimes so it's possible. I continue into the hallway as I realize I'm in a huge unfamiliar hallway. Okay, I'm for sure not at Nathan's.

I think back as the nights events come back to me. That laughter. His laughter. Smoke, gunshots, death. Sarah's death. I start to panic, yet again falling to the unfamiliar floor and huddling against the wall with my knees to my chest. Tears stream down my face and I want to die. I hear footsteps coming down the hall slowly. I don't bother hiding or running. I see a figure start to appear then they freeze. When they move again it's quickly. I flinch and shrink against the wall as the figure bents down to me.

"Are you okay Miss?" I am greeted with a deep voice. I look up at the man dressed in a security looking uniform.

"I- where am I?" I asked, then added, "can you help me?"

The man laughed. Not the same as last nights, obviously this was a different man. "Come on, I'll take you to Mr. J. He's most likely still awake." He smiled down at me and offered his hand. I took it and let him help me up. "I'm Travis by the way."

"(Y/N)" I said quickly. "Who is Mr. J?"

"Don't say that in front of him." He chuckled.

"Is that a threat?" I asked as we walked. I felt better now, being with Travis was somewhat... comforting.

He laughed again, harder this time. I didn't understand what was so funny. "Not from me." eventually we arrived at a room with double doors with a mutilated bat shaped knocker strapped to it above the handle. "here we are..." He said uneasily, as if just standing here made him uncomfortable. "I present you, the one and only... The Joker." I sensed a hint of sarcasm in his voice as he used the knocker.

"Yessss?" A hiss like- voice came from in the room. The voice belonging to the terrible man from last night. The door slowly opened, and no one was behind it. "Why don't you.... mmm come in..." Again with the slurring. "You can go Travis." He added with a harsh growl.

I slowly walked in feeling the door shut behind me leaving me alone with him. I stared at him sitting on the edge of his bed. He as wearing tight jeans and an open dress shirt revealing his pale structure and tattoos on his chest. I watched him as he looked me up and down. I glanced down at my scorched shirt and dirty jeans. "Uhh Mr. J Is it?" I asked quietly.

"You may call me Joker my dear (Y/N)." He said smiling.

"How do you know my name?" I demanded.

"I checked for ID," He laughed, but it wasn't cruel or sinister like I've heard before. It was softer, lighter. "sit." He gestured to the empty spot next to him. I sat as his continued. "You see doll, I'm in a bit of a situation here. I'm lonely... very lonely..." He purred in my ear stroking my hair. I swatted his hand away on instinct. He growled and grabbed my hand harshly. "Watch it!" he screamed.

I flinched. "Don't fucking touch me." I said weakly.

He threw his head back laughing. "brave are we?" He wicked smile stretched across his face. "Lets just see how brave you really are..." He stood up and jerked me out of his room, leading me down to the basement.

"I told you not to fucking touch me!" I yelled this time attempting to pull out of his grip.

He spun immediately slapping me hard across the face with his free hand. "WATCH YOURSELF!" I jumped back in shock holding tears in. What did I think was going to happen? This man killed my best friend. He was obviously not a good man. wait, I didn't actually know who killed her. His expression softened and he hugged me unexpectedly. It was awkward at first then I relaxed into him. "What happened to you sweetheart?" He spoke softly into my ear.

***

Back in his room I sobbed into his bare chest. I couldn't speak. hell, I could barley breath. "Darling..." he started. "Such a pretty face like yours shouldn't feel this much pain. In fact I can take it all away.."

I shook my head, "I- I need to feel it."

He nodded. "Then tell me why you're so upset."

"You fucking hit me!" I screamed at him then immediately shrunk away from him waiting for another blow. It never came, and I looked up to see him looking at me.

A new expression appeared on his face as it twisted with pain and rage. "Who the hell hurt you?" He growled. When I didn't answer he repeated himself. "Who hurt you? I'll fucking kill them!" Just then there was a knock on the door. "What?" He demanded and got up storming to the door. "It's six in the morning what do you want?" He swung open the door to relieve Travis on the other end.

"Uhh, I thought (Y/N) would want a change of clothes." He begin. "But when she wasn't in her room, and I thought I saw you guys go down to the torture-" Joker shot him a look. "I- umm mean downstairs, so I checked there and you weren't there so I decided to check here." Travis rambled on.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" He shot. "I don't know what you did but she was upset when you dropped her off here." Joker growled at him.

"Me?" He asked. "She was scared shitless when I found her and I thought you would want to know that the girl you asked ME to watch was upset!" You watch the Joker Push him out.