Lost and Found [Joker]

Chapter 7: Always

I was in the bathroom looking at my naked body in the mirror after I cleaned myself up. It was now morning, and I had the worst sleep last night.

Scars. They were all there. Marks he made on my body from long ago that will never seem to fade. I lightly ran my finger across my scars, thinking of him.

I then rubbed my sleepy face, as I kept my eyes on myself. I heard a light knock at the door.

"Yes?" I said, looking at the door.

"Breakfast is ready..." I heard Alex's voice behind the door. I looked around, and saw a blue and black robe hanging on the door. I quickly put it on, and opened the door.

"Thank you." I said, as I tied the robe together. My eyes met his, and he smiled.

"But I'm gonna have to leave. It's been a pleasure to stay, but I have a dog back home and all." I said, going back to the guest bedroom.

My clothes were on the bed, and I picked them up.

"Oh um, well ok. I can't stop you." He responded, standing in the doorway.

"Great." I smiled. "Turn." I said, waving my finger at him in a circular motion. He turned around, and the robe I was wearing fell to the floor. I began to change.

"Oh and by the way, the suit's done... yours I mean. I stayed up all night finishing it." He said, as I noticed there was a pocket knife on the table near me. I picked it up.

"Really? Thank you." I smiled, slipping my clothes on and taking the knife. Putting it in my pocket. "Maybe I can come down here later to see it."

"Maybe? It's a most definitely. I worked hard on that, so you better come and see it." He chuckled, as I giggled.

"Yeah yeah, I bet I could've got it done in 5 hours, 7 tops." I said. "And I'm good now." I said.

Alex turned around to face me.

"I'd like to see you try." He responded. I walked past him to leave the room.

"Whatever." I laughed, as I went downstairs and Alex followed.

"Ooo feisty. Is your past self coming back?" He joked.

I stopped walking when I got to the front door. I turned around and faced Alex.

"I don't know, you tell me." I said, taking the knife out my pocket; pointing it towards him.

He just looked at me with wide eyes. The tip of the knife was close to his eye.

"I think you are..." He smirked. "But I like that."

I put the knife down and offered it to him.

"It's yours... I found it on the table upstairs."

"Keep it, guns are better." Alex said.

"Ok thanks." I smiled, and put it back in my pocket. "And by the way, guns aren't. A gun doesn't allow you to capture all the little emotions a person has when you're killing them." I assured.

Alex just looked at me.

"Well, uh. That's-- true... I guess." He said. Alex looked a little scared.

I hit him lightly on the chest.

"Come on, lighten up. It's just my input." I said. There was a little silence. "Well, I guess I'll be going now."

"Yeah, see you later on." Alex said. I opened the door and helped myself out. I walked down the driveway, and headed home.

Joker's POV

"Boss, the new shipment just came in. Are you ready to leave?" Frost asked, standing at my office door.

"Almost Frosty. Give me a couple more minutes." I said, sitting at my desk rubbing my forehead.

"Ok boss." Frost said, as he left.

I leaned back in my chair, letting out a frustrated huff. I ran a hand through my hair and closed my eyes. I suddenly felt delicate hands go down my chest from behind.

"Daddy looks a little frustrated." I heard her whisper in my ear. I felt her sit on my lap, and trace her fingers along my tattoos. "I think I can help you out." She said, putting her hand on my crotch.

I opened my eyes, and pushed her off of me. She fell back on the floor and giggled.

"Get off of me." I said.

"But why daddy? I know you want it." She smirked, and opened her legs. The skirt she had on rose up, and exposed her pussy since she wasn't wearing underwear.

"I know you're a former fucking slut, but close your legs." I said, walking towards her. I leaned down and pressed her legs closed with my hands. "I don't want you."

She looked up at me with a offended face. She quickly got up, and faced me.

"That's not what you said last night J." She pouted.

"You're right, but I'm saying this right now. Get. The fuck. Out. Of. My. Face." I narrowed my eyes at her, but she didn't back down.

"You're thinking about her aren't you?" She said. I looked away, then back at her. I clenched my jaw, my anger slowly boiling inside me.

"I've been with you for three years J! Three years! And you're still stuck on some bitch that won't come back! She's dead J! DEAD!" She yelled in my face.

I grabbed her by her neck, and threw her down on the chair.

"You leave her out of this! And three years means nothing to me! You're just here to pass the time! You're FUCKING USELESS SWEETHEART!" I yelled back, pulling out my gun. I pointed it at her head.

"She's not some bitch either!" I hit her upside the head with my gun. "She's mine, always... and you can't come close to her in any way." I said angrily, hitting her again. Then again.

"So, say something else! Anything, I dare ya!" She just looked at me with wide eyes. "I DARE YOU TO!" I yelled, and she stayed silent.

I aimed towards the wall, and pulled the trigger. I shot next to her ear and the noise made her slightly jump.

I grabbed her by her shirt and dragged her out the room to the hallway. I threw her onto the ground, and stood over her.

I had the urge to stomp her out, but something stopped me. I didn't know what it was, but I couldn't do it. I just looked in her eyes, and breathed heavily.

I put my gun away, and looked around. The blood from the huge cut on her face and her bleeding nose was getting onto my expensive floor. She laid there weeping.

"Clean up on isle 5." I shouted. A few seconds later, two of my men came down the hall. One of them picked her up and took her away, and the other cleaned my floor.

I turned around to leave. I went to my favorite room. I stood before the door, and placed my hand on the doorknob.

I opened it, and I felt like I was home. Everything seemed better. I walked in the room, and looked around. I closed the door behind me, and just embraced the sight.

It was all here. All of her belongings that was left in my hideout after she died.

I couldn't get rid of it, and I know I could never move on completely, but I try to. I know she won't come back, but a part of me won't believe it.

I noticed my coat was in the corner next to the table. I picked it up and put it on. I popped the collar, and took one more glance before I left to take care of business.

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I finally updated lmao. But I hope you guys have a wonderful holiday and a awesome new year! 🤗💜💚

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