There Was This Bartender || (jokerxreader)

Chapter 12

Y/N POV

I bright flashing light woke me up. After my eyes adjusted to the light I could see I was in a small concrete room filled medical tools and weapons. Some were big knives and some seemed to be just use for everyday things like pliers and screw drivers. All I knew was I didn't want to be in here. I struggled to get up but I was being held down my zip ties and duct tape. "Help!" I tried getting out but it was no louder than a whisper. My throat hurt so bad I couldn't get anything out. That's when I heard the door creak open. I tried to look over to see who it was but I couldn't see. I winced in pain and I jerked my head back and forth. "Oh don't do that kitten," he grabbed the sides of my head gently. "The only pain happening to you is to be done by me" his raspy voice gave me chills and goosebumps on my skin. He caressed my cheek and got his face close to mine and my breathing became heavier and more uneven. "If you beg it won't be THAT bad." I felt tears forming in my eyes because now I really knew what he was capable of. "I-if your gonna kill me just kill me now... please..." I was pathetic by this time I was crying right in front of him. He slammed his hands on either side of my hand. "Y/N if only you knew how much I'm going to enjoy this you wouldn't be saying that! This is going to make me so happy! Don't you want me to be happy?" I nodded my head slightly not knowing what he meant exactly. He let out a slightly low and more quiet laugh as he backed away where I couldn't see him. "Good," he was no standing over me. "Then let's get started." I felt a surge of energy flow throughout me as Mr. J held the 2 defibrillators against my head. I screamed out in pain as the volts traveled through my body. I felt it all throughout. It was unbearable and I couldn't take it anymore. I began thrashing my body around and screaming. Finally it ended and I just laid there silent and stone cold. I couldn't move, I didn't want to move. My body ached with the feeling of the volts still running through my body. Mr. j threw away the defibrillators and pulled of his rubber gloves behind me. "WOO that was a RUSH! Wasn't it!?" I felt tears running down my face but I made no sounds or moved. "Oh come on now it could t of been that bad? I didn't yell like that at least!" His laugh gave me chills as it filled the room. "Ah I'll let you sleep on this and come back when your ready for some more." He opened the door and started to walk out. "Sweet dreams kitten." He turned out the lights except one in the corner and left me on the table. I couldn't help but start crying and sob to myself softly.

It felt like it had been a couple of hours that I was stuck in this room. I was starting to get angry at myself and at Mr. J. I was still in pain from the shock therapy. But my anger distracted me. "JOKER! COME BACK HERE NOW!" I screamed and tried kicking out of the ties. "COME BACK AND KILL ME ALREADY!!" I just kept screaming words and then just screaming, but my screaming turned to crying and once I finally couldn't cry anymore I fell asleep due to my complete exhaustion.

JOKER POV

I didn't feel bad for doing this. I know I should but I didn't. Ok maybe a little tiny teensy part of me did but oh well. She needed to be punished for ignoring me. How was she going to be with me if her mind wasn't in the right place. Her sane mind would see me as a monster and not want to join me. But with a little bit of effort she'd become perfect. Really when you think about it I'm doing this for her.

Y/N POV

Joker finally woke me up again by turning on he lights. "How long was i asleep?" I asked him "a couple of hours." He sat in a chair next to me and pulled up a table. "Just kill me now please Mr. J I'm ready." He looked kind of annoyed and not crazily happy before. "Y/N I'm no gonna fucking kill you." He looked at me and his lips slowly turned to a smile. "You ever gotten a tattoo before doll?" I shake my head no as I hear him start up the tattoo gun. "You can barely feel it." He smiled insanely with a cold look in his eyes as I he stabbed the tattoo gun at my side. Honestly I felt him tattoo me for a few hours. And I knew it had been that long because I could see his watch from where he was tattooing me by about hour 6 I had passed out due to pain and exhaustion.