Twisted •Jerome Valeska

•Chapter 17•

•Jerome's POV•

I flinched from the light that was beaming through the window as I slowly opened my eyes. I sat up and blinked a couple times until my eyes finally adjusted to the light.

I look around the room I was in. I was back in Theo's. I sighed with relief and got up off my bed and went down to the dining room.

As I was going down the stairs I started to think, was everything that just happened just a dream? And Katie really does remember.

I went into the dining room where Theo was sat. "Sit" he ordered. I wasn't going to argue took the seat in front of him.

"What you did, was the stupidest thing ever!" He gripped the glass in his hand.

Guess it wasn't a dream.

"I know and I'm-" "I told you that I would get her out as soon as all of this was over" he cut me off.

"Well I couldn't wait that long" I growled. I hate when people interrupt me.

•Katie's POV•

I slowly went downstairs. I don't know where I am. I don't know why I'm here. I just want to go home.

I went through one of the doors and into the living room. There was two girls sitting in there.one was watching tv and the other one was reading a magazine. They both looked very alike. Blonde hair and pale skin.the girl reading the magazine looked older. They must be related.

I slowly backed out of the out of the room before anyone could notice me. I walked down the hall and went to the front door.

I flung it open not caring about the noise and sprinted outside. I ran downstairs and outside.

It was pitch black outside and there was nobody around. It was raining too.

I sprinted down the road until I physically couldn't. My feet were killing me since I had no shoes on.

I sat on one of the stairs outside one of the apartments. I've never been at this part of Gotham. It was so dull. But then again so was everywhere.

I looked down at my clothes. I was in a police uniform. How?. Why can't I remember anything. Why was I in this place?. How did that guy know me?.

I was cold and wet. Maybe I shouldn't of ran away...

No what am I saying! I don't know those people!

But they know me?

I groaned and got back up. I started walking again. I left blood marks as I walked because my feet were bleeding from how much glass and stones I stood on.

I seen police lights in the distance. I jog towards it and wave my hands. "Stop!" I shout. The car stops. A police man steps out and runs towards me. "Are you ok-" he stops when he gets closer. "Please I need help!" I walk closer.

"Put your hands in the air!" He pulls out his gun. "What?" I asked confused. "Put your hands up!" He repeats. I do as he asks and put up my hands.

He grabs the two of my hands and pushes me up against the car and handcuffs my hands. "What are you doing!" I shout.

He gets his radio. "I need bac-" he stopped talking. I turn around and he's on the floor. Dead.

"What the fuck!" I scream. The guy I met before comes running up. "W-what do y-you want" I cry. He bends down to the dead police officer and gets the keys then unlocks me.

He grabs my arm and drags me back in the direction of the house. "I just want to go home" I cry harder. "You cant!" The man shouts. I stare it him. "You're a wanted criminal!" He stops walking. "Your mom killed your dad and YOU got the blame for it!". "No she would never!" I sob. "Well she did!" He shouts in my face.

He sighs. "Just come with me, I'll prove it" he says, calmer. I shake my head. "y-you just murdered him" I point to the dead cop a few feet away from us.

"You killed people too! Just come with me I'll explain everything, trust me" he takes my hand.

"Okay"