A Crazy Love

Just For Fun | Ch. 30

Joker's P.O.V.

   I woke up, rubbing my eyes as I collected my thoughts. I looked out of our window, watching the first sliver of sunlight come into view.
Some night, eh?
Someone had some fun
  HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
"Oh shut up." I growled, before I realized nobody was actually talking.
"Oh, the struggles of insanity, am I right boys?"
  The voices didn't respond.
  "Oh come on. You'll start a conversation, but won't finish it?"
  No response.
  "Rude."
Harley was still asleep next to me, and I watched as her chest rose and fell rhythmically. It was comforting.
Suddenly I heard a gunshot. Harley shot up in bed, eyes wild. "What the hell was that?!" She said angrily.
"One of the guys, I'm sure. Something's up." I quickly got out of bed, dressing myself with a white t-shirt and black jeans. Grabbing one of my handguns, I placed it in my belt loop. I grabbed a knife and hid it behind my wrist as I left our room.
I heard Harley get up behind me, and heard our closet open. She was probably getting dressed, and was more than likely gonna follow me.
"Damn it. I didn't wake up for this shit" I said through gritted teeth.
  I turned the corner to go down the staircase and see what was going on. "Hey!! What the hell are you doing this early in the morning?!" They all turned to look at me, and one man dropped his gun.
  He looked at me, eyes wild with horror.
  How DARE he look at you like that?!
Are you gonna let him get away with it?
"What should I do?" I asked aloud, gliding my fingers over the knife's blade. The men looked at me confused, not knowing who I was talking to.
  Well, teach him a lesson.
He'll kill you if you don't do it first
"I can't dieee...." I said as I shakily let out air through my gritted teeth.
  "I'm... THE JOKER!!" I said as I waved my arms, smiling as I exposed the blade.
  There. That one. He wants to fight.
  I looked over to the man who still looked terrified. He was the one who dropped his gun.
My eyes filled fire and rage surged through my veins.
  "You. Wanna fight. Me?" I said with a growl and a maniac smile. He rapidly shook his head 'no', not daring to say anything.
  My smile grew as I tapped the edge of the blade to my forehead.
  "We think you're lying" I said with a smirk.
  I threw the blade, aiming it so it'd graze his shoulder. It cut off a big part of his sleeve, and it tore away some of his skin. It flew back to the wall, the blade sticking to it.
  The man clutched his injury, screaming. He quickly ran back to the wall, and grabbed the knife from it.
  He pointed it at me with shaky hands.
"H-Hey, I got the knife now. B-back up!!" He said as he stuttered nervously.
  "Ah, no, no, no, no. You see, I don't play games." I pulled my gun out of its hiding, and shot him in the leg.
  I smiled as he fell to the floor, screaming and writhing in agony.
  "I just, never liked games, ya know? I'm guessing your gunshot was the invitation? But, I don't know. Something about em'...." I shot him again. In the shoulder this time.
  I stood over him. "So.. do you like games?"  He was hysterical. "Why are you doing this?"
  "Just for fun." I smiled as I shot him again, killing him. He laid there,  lifeless.
  I looked up from him and smiled at the others. "Anyone else wanna play?"