Two Princess of Crime ( Lauren/you) (Y/n) G!P

Chapter 2-Haunted by Green

The rest of day seemed like a blur to
me. I did the usual, get coffee, tend after
patients, fill out paper work, but as I sat
there on my break I started to think

Should I tell someone about what
happened? If I do...they might not do
anything about it, or they could send a cop
to my house for a bit. If I'm up against
him...one  cop wouldn't do anything..'

Suddenly a hand pulled me. 
I slightly turned and green hair filled my
eyes. Panicking, I yelped and fell out of my
chair, causing a small thud to echo across
the room. A fit of giggles then emerged
above me.

'It's not her laughter...'

I slowly look up to see a hand stretched
out to me, and attached to that hand was
my good friend Dinah.

Smiling as I grasped her hand, she pulled
me up in one tug. She smiled back. I then
noticed her hair. Her once blonde hair was
replaced by green and blue streaks, well, 
there was still a lot of her natural hair.

"Like it?" She asked whist  holding her tips.
"I always wanted to have blue hair, but
when I also love the green, I couldn't resist!"

She started to giggle so I giggled along.

"Yeah, it's great. Um..I was just startled by
green.." I muttered the last part. She
cutely tilted her head in question. I looked
back down at my feet, and gave a little
smile at her.

"Is it because J escaped? I saw her
outside with you, you looked so tense...?"
I nodded and looked back at her.

"You call her J?" I questioned, I raised my
brow while doing so. She smiled and
nodded

"I have a name for all of my patients. But I
saw her the most, and she wanted a 
nickname so I gave her one." She said
simply as she shrugged. I nodded and 
stepped to the side, taking a glance at the
clock.

'6:45. Time to get my stuff'.

It was time for me to go, well in five
minutes it is.

"What did she say to you? I know you, no
escaped criminal would get you to look so
tense and nervous. Although, it was only at
the end you looked like that." She said the
lest part to herself. I shrugged and then
sighed. Maybe she could give me advice.

"She first said she knew me from
somewhere..." I trailed off.

"Well, you work here. She probably saw you
walk down the hall." Dinah suggested.

"Then she said that she was going to see me
soon..." I said slowly as I examined her,
waiting for answer.

She though for a moment, then said.

"I have no idea...she was just messing with 
you, Laur." She then concluded.

I sighed and gathered my bags and keys.

"Maybe you're right." I mumbled. I then
said goodnight to her and headed out to
my car.

When I come home, I turned on the TV and
I started to scroll through the lists of
movies I could watch. I finally  decided on
watching  Deadpool, that movie makes me
laugh so much!

A few hours later, the movie scrolled to the
end credits. A pleased smile was on my face.
I happily sighed as I stood to walk into the
kitchen.

The style for the kitchen had a very
monochrome fell to it. The tile was a 
silvery white, the counters were a black
marble with some green swirls in it. The
walls were a light grey, but one of the walls
was a dark green, similar to the marbled
counters, well, at least the green part. I 
opened the fridge and pulled out a bag of
grapes. I picked some off the vines and
placed the bag back.

As I was washing the grapes I heard a
thud emit from the other room. I turned off
the tap and listened.

The silence was deafening...

I placed the grapes on the island, and
slowly crept to the archway to the hall. 
I peaked over the sides, there was nothing.

As I got to the kitchen, i looked to the island 
and froze,  grapes, they weren't there.

I looked around the counter, maybe I just
thought I put it there.

But no. No bowl of grapes was to be found.
Panic started to take hold of me. I leaned
against the counter trying to think, but my
brain didn't work.

I looked up and noticed a paper attached
to my fridge. I walked over there and
ripped tape that was making it stick.
The ink was messy, but still readable.

Hello Lauren,

I decided to stop by and see how you were
doing. But you were so distracted by your
lovely laughter, so you didn't see me. I 
knew you seemed familiar, and I was right.
But, for now, I will keep an eye on you. And
when the time comes, you will remember
who I am, and why you love me so much!

Tomorrow, at noon, you will receive a
message from me, you will do what it
says. Or else...

Until then, I recommend trying to 
remember high school. I know your
Amnesia was, and still is, very cruel to you.

--- J

My breath hitched in my throat, it made me
cough a bit.

My curiosity has never been more high...

Lets go over what I know:

1. She know my name

2. She found out where I live

3. It seemed either she knew me in high
school, or something happened there,
probably causing my amnesia.

4. How the hell does she knew I had
amnesia!

A few years ago, an accident occurred. All
I know is I was stabbed twice around my
stomach area by a girl named Harleen
Quinnzel. Reports show she was extremely 
jealous or hated me. To this day I don't know
why she had such negative emotion on me.
I do know that she was the Jokers partner, well,
I guess that's a good word for it. Until recently,
she abandoned her, leaving her in some
government facility.

I stared at the note. I felt so over come
with so many emotions at the sight of her
writing....

I felt very anxious to see her, talk to her, I 
don't know, figure this whole situation out!

I sighed and then gave a little chuckle.

'Until then...J'