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Chapter 2
I woke up, in a bed? Who's bed.
I sat up, I felt pain shoot threw my eyebrow. "Fuck!" I muttered reaching up and touching were the pain was coming from. It felt weird, stitches?
I threw the blanket off me, stitches, everywhere. Stitches and bruises, my legs and arms were covered in them.
I snapped my head sideways when I heard talking, it was coming from what I could see was a bathroom.
I stood up quietly walking over to the open door. I peeked inside to see something I didn't expect.
Joker washing Aidans hair while he played in the bathtub. I sat there in awe. "Okay, close your eyes." Joker laughed. Joker put his big hand over Aidans face while using a cup of water to rinse his hair out.
He unplugged the drain and lifted aidan out of the tub. Joker grabbed a towel drying Aidans hair, he wrapped the towel around him and picked him up. I quickly ran and jumped back in bed pretending to be asleep.
"Is it time for bed?" I heard aidan ask.
"Why yes it is." Joker replied.
Then I heard the door open and close.
I sat up and ran to the full body mirror in the other side of the room.
I looked at each and every stitch and bruise, I lifted up my shirt and gasped.
Gigantic bruises, 3 of them, littered my stomach. It looks so ugly.
I fully pulled my shirt off, finding more bruises and stitches.
"I'm sorry." Someone whispered to the right of me. I spun around to find joker. I started to cry, "I'm so ugly now" I cried. I walked over and threw myself down on the bed. I felt the bed dip in front of me and I opened my eyes. His face only a few inches away from mine.
"What happened?" I whispered.
"When I slammed on the breaks, you went threw the windshield. And you had a concussion and went into a coma." He sighed not making eye contact. "For how long?" I whispered.
He hesitated but then sighed saying
"Th-three weeks."
"THREE WEEKS!" I yelled sitting up.
"Oh my God, aidan." My eyes widened. "I swear if you hurt him i-" he interpreted me. "I didn't touch him, this was probably the best three weeks of his life." Joker sneered.
"Oh." I sighed quietly.
Then I smelt something, something that smelt like ten sacks of shark shit.
I lifted the collar of my shirt to my nose to make sure it wasn't me. It wasn't. "What is that smell?" I said plugging my nose. "Oh sorry, I riped ass." Joker laughed.
"Ya, nasty." I sighed.
After the smell faded i could finally breath. Then something poped in my head. "Wait, why dont I smell?" I asked sitting up. "Well I bathed you of course." Joker chuckled. "What!" I asked wide eyed.
"Well I didn't want you to smell you have been sleeping in my bed." He said leaning back into the pillow.
I turned bright red.
"You know, Aidans been a handle. But he's fun." Joker said. "I'm glad." I smiled down at him. "He called me a poopy head a couple time, but other than that he was great." We both started laughing.
The room was completely quiet, until my stomach made the most disgusting sound ever. "Hungery?" Joker laughed. "Yah." I giggled. "We'll go make ya some food, but after I gotta take out your stitches." He said getting off the bed.
"Oh yay!" I said sarcastically getting up. "Come on." He said intertwining our fingers. My hand fit just right into his, I could feel my cheeks burning.
We walked down a long poorly lit hall then down a flight of stairs. We walked into what I'm guessing is a living room, big nice leather couch, a big fish tank filled with fish but I'm not sure what type, 2 recliners and a huge flat screen television.
We turned a corner to a big beautiful kitchen. A dinning room with a table that you would see in a castle, it has like 10 chairs on the sides then 1 on each end.
The kitchen was gorgeous, the counters and stuff are made out of a see through type of glass. I ran my hand over it, "Is this glass?" I asked. "No, diamond." He smirked. I jerked my hand away from it. "It's okay, there's a protective layer over it so it won't crack or break." He laughed.
"Everything's so, gorgeous." I said in awe looking around. He just let out a deep chuckle and let go of my hand, I was kinda sad about that.
"What'd ya want to eat kido?" He said opening the fridge. "Kido?" I said in a sassy way crossing my arms over my chest.
"Ya are only 18, kido."
"Hey! I'm very mature for my age." I stated putting my hands on my hips.
"Are ya tryin to say your a women?" He smirked.
"Well I ain't no little girl, so yah I'm a women."
"Well sweetie to be a women you had to of had 2 things."
"And what's that?"
"Well I know you've had ya period." He said stepping closer to me. Then he leaned down to my ear, "But frankly I know, we both know your still a little virgin."
I was on the verge of crying because the painful memories came flooding back, but I blinked my tears away.
"Fine, you win." I huffed.
"I always win." He smirked then walked past me with a carton of eggs and a thing of bacon.
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We ate in awkward silence, I had to break the silence some how.
"When am I going home?"
He turns his gaze to me.
"I thought I told you this." He sighed sounding a bit angry.
"When your uncle gives Harley back, I'll give you back." He laughs like a mad man. "You know there's something you'll never be able to give back." I practically whisper in the verge of tears.
"And what would that be?" He asked sounding a bit annoyed. "My brother." I said letting a tear slip. He gave me a confused look. "You shot him."
His face went from happy to angry to amused. "I did didn't i!" He yelled excitedly. Why is he happy about this.
"I killed Batman's nephew!" He sang jumping and dancing around the kitchen.
"Your disgusting!" I sneerd. He turned around to face me, "What was that?"
"I said, YOUR. DISGUSTING!"
He strides towards me with a smile on his face. And that same painful sting came back to my cheek.
He slapped me, hard, and I'm guessing I have a hand print on my cheek.
"Now I'm gonna have to punish you, but first we have to go remove all those stitches." He snapped.
"Now lead the way to my room, would ya?" He asked, more like demanded.
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(Preview for the next chapter)
Four words.
Pain.
Hormones.
Blades,
And ink.
