For: Shadowwriterblazing1
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You and Jim have been arguing lately.
He was upset that you had been acting... Oh, I don't know... Crazy.
And you didn't like the fact that he thought that of you.
He recommended a therapist, Dr. Marks.
Jim was at work at the moment, so you called this therapist, not wanting to do it when Jim was home, because he would take satisfaction out of it, and you just couldn't allow that, not right now at least.
The woman picks up, "hello?"
" yes, hi. This is Dr. Marks?"
" speaking."
" oh, okay okay. Um, I didn't want to come in, and I was hoping that you could just help me over the phone."
" of course. How can I help you?"
So, you tell her all about the arguing and your past with criminal intentions, and, finally, that sometimes you hear voices.
After all that, she says, "girl, you can't be fixed. Just..." She Ponders, "take these pills calle---"
You hung up on her.
Annnd the voices started coming.
Aren't you tired of trying to be normal? !
"No..." you paused, a lump now in your throat because of how loud they were, "I'm tired of always over-thinking."
They all laughed in a union, ringing in your ears, aren't we driving you crazy yet?
You were tired of them.
"So what if I'm fucking crazy!" You snap, at last, "And, no! I don't need some 'quick fix.' I don't want the prescriptions."
What if they say you're crazy?
"So what! I'm fucking crazy, alright?!"
You chuckled darkly to yourself.
"Oh, I'm going to show them... I'll show them all."
What are you going to show 'em?
They egged on.
" Loco!" You laughed. "Maniac! Sick bitch! Psychopath!" Laughing again, you said, "yeah, I'm gonna show you... I'm gonna show you."
You noticed that the voices were gone... For now.
You had fed them enough of your emotions for one day.
You turn around... Just to see Jim Gordon, himself, standing there, shock displayed clearly upon his face.
Your right eye twitched.
" How much of that did you see?"
" Just enough. ____--"
"No."
"What was that?"
"I said 'No!'"
"Look, ____, we need to get you som--"
You laughed, "if you keep talking, I'll have to show you."
"Show me what?" He hesitates.
"I said stop. talking."
He, actually, flinched at you're barking, but, nonetheless, he continued, "tell me."
" I'm going to show you," you hesitated, "mental! I'm out of my brain!" You laughed, " bat-shit insane."
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Gotham One-shots
FanficI like to write short stories based on songs (some are HAMILTON) but, I also take requests. I will do x readers, oc's, girl x girl, and boy x boy. However, I am NOT comfortable writing lemons.