Married To The Clown

Chapter Forty Eight 'Prisoner'

Athena POV
I felt like crap.....
I probably looked like crap too!
Two days I had been kept prisoner by my crazy 'husband' in his basement of cells.
The chains wrapped around my wrists had slowly began cutting into my skin and I was desperate to use the toilet. Never had I felt so hungry too. It felt like I had been left down here to starve to death and eventually forgotten. I hadn't seen anyone these last two days. Sometimes I thought I could hear shallow breathing and movement just outside my cell but I had put it down to imagination and my hopes of being rescued.
My throat was in agony!
I had spent hours calling out and screaming to be released until my voice collapsed and I was left sounding like a choked frog. I was certain I was being watched, he was obviously going to have cameras so instead of destroying my voice more I had took to sticking my middle finger up hours on end.
I'm sure he would get the point.

My mind was all over the place to the point I thought I would soon go insane.
I spent the first day wondering how I could escape but gave up when I realised there was no possible way, I was completely stuck and helpless. After given up on that I soon turned my thoughts to Chris and my family.
I prayed he was ok and hadn't been killed. I felt bad that I wanted him alive just because he was the only one who knew I had been taken and could be my only means of escape. Of course I cared about him but I couldn't lie, right now I was thinking about myself and how right my mom had been.
I shouldn't have came here, nothing good was going to come out of it.
How long did I think I could hide from the man who ran Gotham?
Maybe I was already crazy......

"Jack be nimble, Jack be quick,
Jack jump over the candlestick.
Jack be nimble, Jack be spry,
Jack jump over the apple pie.
Jack be nimble, Jack jump high and then
fall to your fucking death!" I sang with as much enthusiasm as I could, once again flipping up my middle finger.

I wanted to get to the clown and make him mad, at least I'd have some company while he ended my life.
Maybe if I annoyed him enough he'd let me go free......ha good one Athena!
"Why did the clown cross the road?......to fetch the dick that attaches to his head" I continued thinking I was hilarious and making the best jokes ever.
"That's right! You're a FUCKING DICKHEAD!" I spat throwing myself down on the bed.
Letting out a frustrated breath I turned on my side and decided to get some sleep.
The dirty mattress was pretty comfy surprisingly, three stars from me clown!

I was awoken a few hours later by the locks clicking on my cell.
Lifting my head I saw one of Jokers men carrying a tray of food and beverages. My mouth began watering at the sight and I felt myself become excited at the thought of filling my stomach which was growling madly.
Food was life! And it had been way too long!
"Hello stranger!" I chirped with a large grin.
Giving me a glare he stormed towards me and dropped the tray onto my lap.
"Boss said eat now!" He grunted.

As quickly as my appetite came it went.
Fuck that clown! He didn't get to tell me what to do not after everything he had done.
Thrusting the tray away from me I matched the man's glare.
"Tell your boss to go shove his food up his chalky ass!" I smiled sweetly shooing the guy away.
"Eat!" He protested bringing his face down to mine.
"No I don't take food from savages" I replied with a shrug.
"Listen here you little bitch!" He began only to be interrupted.
"Well excuse you! Call me a bitch again and I'll slam my head into your pathetic fat nose!" I grinned bringing my hand up and bopping his nose.
"Do I have to get the boss?" He threatened making me laugh.
"Go get your stupid fucking boss! Id be delighted to bust his mouth up again" I snapped darkly.
"Suit yourself!"
Shaking his head he quickly backed out and locked my cell again.
"WHEN YOU SEE HIM TELL HIM HE LOOKS LIKE A WANNABE EDWARD CULLEN!" I called out humorously.

The food was calling me, I was so hungry but I had to be strong!
Surely he wouldn't notice if I took a fry and a sip of my drink.......
My hand shot out before I could stop and grabbed a small bunch of fries. Stuffing my mouth I bent down and wrapped my lips around the straw, taking a mouth full of my drink as I chewed my food.
A moan left my lips as I realised it was strawberry milkshake, my favourite!
God this was torture!

Just as I finished chewing I heard angry footsteps coming down the basement stairs.
Here we go!
Putting a large grin on my face I watched the clowns angry face appear outside my cell.

"Well hello there!" I cheered giving him a wave.
"Yyyyou are really pushing my buttons dollface" he growled as he unlocked my cell.
"Little old me? Oh no I would never do that!" I protested sarcastically.
Storming into my 'room' he picked up the cheeseburger resting on the tray and thrusted it up to my face.
"Eat now!" He ordered.

"I don't know if I made myself clear earlier but I said no" I glared pushing him hand away.
"Dollface last chance!" He sneered.
"No! Go fuck yourself!" I spat hatefully.
*SMACK!*
"I SAID EAT!"
My head snapped to the side as his roars echoed off the walls.
Ignoring the burning sensation in my cheek I turned my stare back to him.
"I said no! No means no you thick fuck!" I bit out slapping the burger out his hand causing it to explode across his fancy clothes.

Picking up the tray he threw it at me with every bit of strength he had causing me to yelp in surprise.
"FINE! You can stay down here and starve!" He yelled shoving me back roughly and storming out.
"DON'T WORRY I WILL!" I screamed with tears of frustration.
Letting out another scream I curled up in a ball and shivered as cold strawberry milkshake ran down my body.
I hated this place! He ruined my lovely mattress!
I needed to get out of here..........