Desire - The Joker fanfiction

Part 11

I feel aching pain on my temple, pulsating through my entire body. I open my eyes and everything is blurry for a couple of seconds till I focus my vision and realise I'm in the very same room, or bedroom should I say, that the joker first brought me into.

"No no, no, no !" I say to myself as I shuffle out of bed and run to the door.

Using both of my hands I rapidly twist the handle both ways but it doesn't budge.

This can't be happening again. He's playing mind games with me. What is he trying to do ? First he takes me here, then he lets me go and now I'm back here against my will ? Why? What is this game ?

I don't understand and that's the worst part, I cannot understand why..

With all my strength I bang on the door, hoping someone would hear and at least come in here.

"Hey! Open the damn door!" I yell but get no reply.

I give up and go sit on the bed. I know he's going to come in here at some point, he has to.

And as if on cue, the door knob twists and the Joker enters. This time only wearing his arkham pants, shirtless.

"Good, you're awake. Thought I'd hit ya a little too hard." He laughs as he walks closer.

"Why did you bring me back here?" I ask trying to keep calm, when I was furious on the inside.

"I knew you'd be asking that doll. Guess I really did get to know you during the time we spent together." He chuckles and then flashes me his metal grin. "That is for me to know." He sang as he pointed at himself. "And for you... to find out!" He pointed at me laughing.

I was growing more and more impatient, I want to know why I'm here again.

"No! You need to tell me!" I stand up and walk closer to him.

"No you don't doll. And don't raise your voice at me." He said sternly.

But I wasn't having it.

"No! You can't keep playing games with my mind! What do you want from me?!" I yell attempting to push his chest but he grabs both my wrists before I get the chance to.

As soon as his skin connects to mine, I feel something, all the anger disappears and I'm engulfed by another feeling. I feel myself get weaker just through his touch and it's like I didn't want him to let go, I wanted to feel his skin on mine.

And I hated this feeling. I hated feeling so weak because of him. The feelings I had for this clown they were.. Unbelievable. And I wanted to be near him, all the time and that addicting feeling invaded my mind, to the point where I didn't care about anything else.

"Didn't I say not to raise your voice at me?" He growled as he brought his face closer to mine.

But I wasn't scared, no, it almost turned me on a little, which was a tad odd.

"I'm sorry." I whisper, he made me feel like I should apologise although I had the right to be mad.

"Sorry won't cut it this time baby." He said calmly as he flashed me his smile and in one swift motion pushed me into the wall.

I yelp at the sudden movement along with the sudden ache in my back from the hard wall. He pushes his body against mine and I feel my chest tighten a little.

He observes my features for a second and then whispers in my ear.

"You need to learn who's the boss here."

He said as he quickly brought his lips to my neck and began kissing roughly and sucking on my skin, sure enough leaving marks all over. I bit my lip from the pain he was causing, but for some reason, I liked it, it felt good. I didn't want him to stop I wanted him to continue it. I felt my breathing quicken and my whole body heat up as he continued leaving sloppy kisses on my neck, causing a little moan to escape my lips.

"Good, kitten likes it." He said before growling and sucking on my neck a bit more.

Then suddenly removing his lips from my neck and facing me once more. I was trying to regain my breath whilst he just stared at me, right into my eyes.

"Why-why did you stop?" I ask in a quiet voice which caused him to smirk.

"Well if I didn't stop it wouldn't be a punishment would it?" He chuckled and released my body.

I didn't like that feeling, as soon as he let go I felt so cold, so alone. His touch was the most addicting feeling to me.

He began walking towards the door and just as he was about to shut the door behind him, he turned to face me and said, "We'll finish it some other time for sure doll, don't you worry." And just like that the door was shut and he was out of the room.