The Replacement[On hold]

Chapter 4

Lilith

Lilith raises a small brow as she stares at Joker wearing a grin on his face as he continues to keep his eyes shut.

"Cheesecake?" Lilith questions as she tries out a new nickname as Joker appeared to be really into the whole nickname thing.

Joker opens his eyes and abruptly he pushes Lilith off of his lap. With a small mewl of surprise, she lands on the floor.

"Cheesecake?" Lilith questions as Joker stands up and walks away hastily without a word.

Lilith gets up, hoping to follow him but thinks better of it.

"Maybe he doesn't like that nickname," Lilith muttered out loud to herself. She stands up and ponders over her possible actions.

She could sit down, or she could choose to exit the building and explore.

This began to feel like a game, and Lilith does love adventures.

She turns toward the direction Joker went and lightly waves, knowing full well he can't see her, nor does he know her plans.

"See ya....Cutie?"

Quickly Lilith makes her exit and smiles as she glances at her surroundings. Dark and musty, overall a pretty heavy atmosphere.... But it was better than Lilith's original home.

Suddenly, Lililth paused in her steps as she remembered Charles. How could she have forgotten her sweet CharChar? It was absurd. Lilith bit her bottom lip as she attempted to remember anything that could possibly lead her to him.

She had nothing.

Nothing except for the place of her old home, and Lilith missed Charles enough to go back. Besides, Lilith seemed to be unwanted by Joker. And how logical is it to stay with someone who clearly doesn't want you around? Lilith grins to herself in deep thought. Charles would definitely want her around, He loves her.
With careful steps, Lilith begins to walk down several streets with only a faint memory of the asylum's location.
Minutes pass by as Lilith grows worried, What if she couldn't find her way back to her sweet Charles? What a horrible tragedy it would be, but Lilith was determined.
With new found determination, she sped up her pace and started to run down any streets that seemed familiar.
Suddenly, Lilith felt herself falling right before she crashed face first into the cement floor.

"Ow," She mutters, holding her head in her hands.
Blood was now hastily making it's way out of her nose, but nonetheless, Lilith was perfectly fine. She stood up once more and slowly continued to walk.
"It's gotta be somewhere nearby, I can't have gone the wrong way..."

It takes a while before Lilith notices that she has been walking in circles, she face-palms herself only to cringe when she hits her still healing nose.
In a bit of anger towards her idiocy, Lilith kicks the nearest trashcan, sending it hurling down a bit of sidewalk.
A few people pause their walk in order to give her fear filled gazes, others giving her looks of annoyance. Lilith simply pouts and gives them a small smile in response.
Sadly, Lilith continues to walk, every step in the wrong direction slowly taking a toll on her determination to find her Charles.
Finally, after what appears to have been only a couple of minutes of aimlessly walking, Lilith stumbles across a familiar street.
A grin appears on her face from utter happiness. Lilith begins to quicken her pace, turning down several streets she remembers Charles told her to take in the past, should she had ever been released from the hospital. He just knew she would want to visit the hospital in the future, even if only to visit him.
She continued to run down streets, before pausing her movement as the asylum came into view.
With little hesitation, she ran towards it, hoping to see her Charles without being noticed by other staff members. As she reaches the door, her fingertips press against the door knob before she is roughly pulled back.
"Where do you think you're going?" Lilith holds back a groan as she turns around to face one of the Joker's henchmen.
"The boss has been looking for you, you know? You shouldn't waste his time." He mutters as he grabs her wrist, slowly beginning to tug her away from the doors of the asylum.
"Let me go! I want to see my CharChar, you don't understand, I haven't seen him for a while."Lilith pouts as she tries to free her wrist.
The henchmen tightens his grip to the point where it begins to hurt Lilith. She lets out a small cry of pain before slapping the henchmen's hand as hard as she can as she also leans down to bite his arm. He cries out before shoving her away and cradling his arm to his chest. Lilith wipes her mouth in disgust as she takes the chance to run away, down the small dirt path that leads to the Asylum's decorative garden. (Patients weren't allowed but Lilith was often brought there by Charles, it was his favorite spot out of the whole asylum. It was his place to relax, and eventually it became their place to peacefully be together.) She carefully hoists herself over the fence, barely safely landing on the other side, and makes her way through the garden. Charles would be there, Lilith didn't doubt it one bit. As Lilith makes her way towards the bench in the back, she can vaguely spot a set of legs clothed in the employee's usual uniform, though the garden's plants and trees blocked her full view. She walked closer and paused in her steps as she clearly spotted Charles,her Charles,  her CharChar, locking lips with another patient. One who she now very well despised all too much. Lilith held back her tears as she let out a loud gasp. Charles and the brunette turned their attention towards her, Charles quickly standing up with a surprised expression on his face.
"Lilith! I-you..What are you doing here?" Charles struggled with his words, carefully choosing what to say. An upset Lilith was not something to be seen. Lilith choked back a sob, uncaring of the mascara and eyeliner that were most likely making their way down her cheeks.
Charles cautiously backed away from the brunette beside him, he hoped the distance would keep Lilith from becoming even more upset.
"How could you??" Lilith cried out in anguish. She turned her gaze to the smirking brunette, noting she had never seen this patient before. She must be a new patient. The brunette only seemed to become more cocky and proud as Lilith held back more sobs. Finally, Lilith had had enough. Charles could do nothing but panic at the Anger in Lilith's expression as she lunged at the brunette.