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"You don't love me?"
You and Joker both were in love with eachother, though, his own mind scared him. He didn't know if he could be enough for you, and the life you wanted. The only way he thought he could protect you, was keeping you away from him. So he thought the only way to do that; was to push you away. If things got abusive, he didn't care with the loss of sober thoughts that night.
One night he came back to your apartment you shared with him; completely drunk. He was stumbling, slurring his words, and cackling at his own mind and thoughts.
"Jack, Jack?" You tossed his arm around your shoulder, dragging him to the bedroom. "I can't believe you!" You hissed as you stormed out of the room before throwing him on the bed. Your mind was racing, as you heard things breaking in the other room. You were more disappointed that he got drunk, not for the fact that your bedroom was trashed by all the noise he was making.
"Why do you even love me?!" He rambled around the room, grabbing a picture frame that had you and Joker's first polaroid together. Anger rose inside him fueling his own insecurities, as he threw the picture against the wall, it shattering. You froze as you heard something shatter, as you held a glass of water in your hands for him. Tears were streaming down his face as he kept rambling about how love is a joke.
"You're just drunk. Drink this, and just— we'll talk about this tomorrow." You growled, and it was as if the whole room shook as you said that. He froze and glared at you.
"There won't be another tomorrow. Not for us." He hissed walking slowly towards you.
"What are you talking about?" You stepped closer to him, showing him you were going to put up a fight.
"I think whatever we have is a joke." He hissed; and out of nowhere he grabbed your neck, pushing you against the wall. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out." He seethed. It seemed he forgot you were strong as well, as you kicked him away from you, and punched him.
"What the hell is wrong with you right now?!" You said as you watched him stumble to the floor from your punch.
"Oh baby, nothings' wrong with me. I just came to my senses, reality even." He cackled on the ground as he spit out blood.
"You don't love me?" You panted, fighting tears.
"It's bullshit! All of it!" He screamed as loud as he could. You shook your head, as you grabbed a vase and threw it against the wall, before grabbing your purse, and leaving the apartment.
It was your fault for falling in love with a crazy man, and you blamed yourself forever.
The next day, you were with Ivy and Harley, as Ivy treated the bruises around your neck.
Meanwhile, Joker cleaned up all the shattered glass from the night before, immediately regretting the way things went down.
