Jacqueline's P.O.V
"Where's J?" I asked a goon.
He pointed to our room. I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. Silence.
"Hello?" I said before shrugging and walking in.
I awwed at the sight in front of me. Joker was laying in the bed on his back, snoring softly. I tapped his shoulder lightly and screamed at what he did next.
He jumped, pushing me off the bed and grabbing his handgun and pointing to where I sat in the corner of the room.
"FUCK!" J shouted as he saw me shaking and hugging myself "Baby, I didn't know it was you, I'm sorry."
"I-I'm fine. I-it doesn't m-matter" I stammer and shake the now falling tears away.
"Come here" he states and I walked over to the bed. He lays me down and cuddles up to me closely. The things this man puts me through
