"Punch!" I punched. "Punch!" I punched. "Jab!" I jabbed. "Knee!" I kneed. "Combo!" I threw a fury of punched and knees. "Alright." he put down his hands. I was breathing hard and sweating like crazy. "Alright? What we're gone?" I didn't want it to be over, I was just getting started. "Yeah, it's been a week and you're making good progress." he said to me. "Yes, you are." J said out of nowhere. "I've been observing you, you are making good progress, but are ya ready for me is the question." He said wrapping the bandage around his hands.
"Boss I don't know, she might not be ready for you yet." He says stepping out the ring. "We'll just see about that." J said stepping inside the ring. I nodded and put my mouth piece in. "I noticed you ain't get any sleep the past few days doll, I'm impressed." I nodded and started throwing punches at him. I tried to kick him but he grabbed my leg and spun me around before clotheslining me. I sat up trying to catch my breath from the blow. I got back up and elbowed him in the face before flipping him over my shoulder and pulling his arm between my legs and pulled to backwards, willing to snap it.
I wrapped my legs around his shoulder and neck and pulled back on his arm tightening the armbar. "Alright doll alright, you got it!" J squirmed trying to get out. "You gotta tap Mistah J!" I shouted laughing. He rolled over and interlocked his hands before climbing up to hit feet, picking me up and powerbombing me.
I laid there laughing. "What do you think this is? Wrestling?" he asked me giving me a hand up.
I laughed and nodded before picking him up on my shoulders and doing the G.T.S on him.
I got down and pinned him and John counted 1,2,3. I got up and celebrated as if I won an actual match. "Okay that's enough fun for today, let's go get cleaned up." J said getting up. We stepped out the ring and walked upstairs to the room and into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stepped in. J eventually got in with me. He turned my around and looked at my body. "When did ya get more tattoos?"
I smiled and looked down at them. "The time I left, I went to get more tattoos. I'm gonna get one more tattoo then I'm done marking my body."We spent some time in the shower before we stepped out and got dressed. I sat down on the bed and J sat next to me. "What's wrong doll?" he placed a hand on my lap. "Can we do something fun?" a smirk spreaded across his face and he nodded. "Pack up, we're leaving, tonight, we're going back to Gotham." I smiled at him and ran to my wardrobe to pack my clothes. Once I was finished, I walked to my window and looked at the neighborhood in front of me. I opened the window, feeling the chilly air rust past me.
Bordom still resting inside me. Then I got the brightest idea ever. I stepped into the window seal and stood on the edge on the house. "Rebecca!" I heard J shout from the room. "What the fuck are you doing?!" he poked his head out the window and looked at me walking along the edge. I looked at him and smiled before jumping off the two story house. Plumiting towards the hard ground.
Joker POV:
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! I ran down the stairs and out the door to Rebecca laying on the ground. I rolled her over and looked at her bruised face. "Rebecca!" I shook her but her eyes didn't open. I felt her pulse, she still had a heart beat. I leaned in and kissed her roughly, she eventually wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed back. "Don't ever do some shit like that again you hear me." I said as I pulled away. "Well you should watch me when I get bored, I might jump off the roof next time." she smiled at me.
I rolled my eyes and picked her up and carried her inside the house and sat her on the couch. "Stay or I'm getting the leash." she nodded and rolled over on the couch. I went upstairs and grabbed out bags, bringing them to the door and walking back into the living room to see her fast asleep on the couch. I smiled slightly and went into the kitchen to get a knife and sat next to her. I stared at her while she slept, occasionally smiling.
I loved this girl to death, literally. She means eveything to me, my little babies too. Tomorrow would be Rose and Jacob's first birthday. I honestly did miss Mary, she would've been a full teenager, a complete refection of Rebecca and I. Crazy, deranged, short tempered, and beautiful just like her mother. I looked down at the knife then looked at my arm. I drove the knife through both of my wrists, letting the blood pour out on me and the floor. I rubbed it on my face and chest.
I slowly took Rebecca's wrists and dragged the knife slowly through her wrists. I let her blood drip on her face and body before laying down with her. I looked out the large glass window ahead of us, and what do ya know, it was a full blood moon out tonight. How romantic.
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Poisonous Wine (Joker Story Continued)
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