Heidi's POV
My knees were to my chest. I was rocking bath and fourth in the ground. The room was cold and dark. My hair was still damp from J's 'fun'
He through me into an old rusted room. There was a door, locked obviously. There was a window too, the light shines through it... Showing me it was day. I could just break the window and escape but what's the point?
I felt like a different person. I'm usually much stronger than I am now, I hate feeling week.
I stood up from the ground, my knees wobble at first, but I stand. There was a bashed mirror on the wall and I looked at myself. My neck was covered in bruises, cuts along with dried blood coated my stomach. There was a mark in the shape of a 'J'
Real original.
I look at my hip, the scar now looking like a fresh one. Right above it was the tattoo J put on me
Property Of Joker
The fuck is this? No way in hell. I don't belong to no man! If I belonged to anyone it was Howie.
OH MY GOD HOWIE
I'm a terrible mother. He's probably still in his moving crate. Poor little Howie.
I heard a door click open followed by J coming in. He stood behind me as I looked at him through the reflection of the shattered mirror.
"Follow me" he says coldly
I shrug my shoulders and walk behind him till I'm in another room, this one much nicer with a bed. He points for me to sit and I do, crossing my arms over my chest.
"You gonna cooperate?" J growls
"You gonna stop being an asshole?"
He chuckles putting a hand on my shoulder "it's part of my charm"
I just roll my eyes as he takes a seat on a wooden stool in front of me.
"Let's try this again.. How'd you get the scar?" He says pointing to my hip.
Not again.
"Ask something else" I grit out
He growls at me but proceeds in asking another question
"Who's the first person you ever killed?" He asked all giddy
"My Father" I smiled at the thought.
"How'd you do it?"
I made the shape of a gun with my hand, holding it to J's face pretending to pull a trigger.
He hummed in amusement
"Did you get caught? - why'd you do it?"
"I was saving my mom, so it was self defense or whatever"
"Ever kill anyone not in self defense?" He laughs
"I- I don't know"
J raises his non existent eyebrows at me, waiting for an explanation.
"Every night in Gotham that I've been here I've had these nightmares that I was going out, seducing a man right before I killed them. But then when I found a body from someone in my dream- when you found me, I freaked out."
"Do you regret it?"
No
And that's the problemHe took my silence as an answer. J started laughing as he always does
"Then why did you care about the woman I was about to shoot in the club?"
"I've never killed a woman. Never had the interest to."
"That means your interested in killing men?" He smirks wide
The way he said it brought out the other side of me that's been hidden for a long-long time.
I stood to my feet and walked right up to J
"Oh god- Yes!" I giggle
"staring at them right in the eyes and seeing that little twinkle of life."I prop myself right on J's lap, putting my forehead against his as I see the shine of his own eyes.
"Then- right when they're in the palm of your hand.."
I drag my finger across J's neck, pretending as if I were to slit it.
"That little glisten disappears and you feel it come in to yourself. You have the power high of their soul leaving them and added to your collection..."
I stand from J's lap and fall back onto the bed.
"...It's pure bliss" I smile and let a small sigh escape from my lips.
There was a moment of silence before I feel my sanity come back to me and I shoot back up from the bed.
"S-sorry about that" I stutter and look away from J's stare
"No, no. I quite liked that side of you." J deviously grinned.
"Yeah- well I don't"
"Yes you do, you just don't want to accept it" he says, licking the corners of his mouth.
"What's the difference? Nothing "
J stood up and wagged his finger in my face
"Careful. I'll show you the real you, you'll be so much happier, we'll be so much happier"
I raise my eyebrows at him
"We?" I scoff
He chuckles as he starts walking out of the room.
"Just wait Heidi- Just wait"
•
•
•
•
((Short chapter, but I might do the next one today or tomorrow))
YOU ARE READING
The Stripper
FanfictionHeidi, a girl with a rough past and secrets that she has told no one. She has lived all over the country, trying to find a place she could call home. After a move to Gotham, she begins working at "The Madhouse", a club owned by none other than the...