MUST READ "Hurt me:Jokers flame" to understand this story.
Sequel of hurt me: Joker's flame
Leyla has tapped into a lighter side of the clown prince. No one thought he was capable of being selfless, but one night, he loses it.
And he loses her.
C...
Frost stared down at the body. Face down. Blood surrounding it.
"It's strangely beautiful, isn't it Frosty? The body of my former friend and colleague. A murderer... A rapist." The Joker said as he looked up at Leyla, whose venomous glaring at the body could have been enough to kill him.
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She looked up at him and grinned.
He could have sworn she was just like him then. Completely insane.
The Joker walked slowly to her. "Such an abrupt end...what a tool." he grinned.
"I was expecting more fight from this pussy," Leyla's anger peaked. She couldn't hide it.
Frost smiled and shook his head. "I would have thought he had more fight in him...You know he actually came in with zero backup?"
"Dousche. Good riddance," Leyla said as she kicked the body, causing Joker to laugh out his signature laugh.
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"Ahahaha!! So much anger! Are you upset cause daddy got to kill him?" He asked.
"No, I'm upset because I wanted to string him up by his balls and make him suffer for what he put us through!" Leyla hissed.
"All that anger..I feel it too, dollface...for what he did to you...how bout we channel it elsewhere?" The Joker grinned and Leyla knew what he meant immediately.
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