Lost and Found [Joker]

Chapter 8: That's Him

Y/N's POV

I opened the door, and immediately my dog Jack ran to me. He jumped up in my legs, and wagged his tail happily.

"Hey boy." I said, rubbing his head then crouching down to his level. "How ya been Jack, hm? You didn't tear up the pillows?" I said, playing with him.

Jack took a quick lick of my cheek.

"Eww." I giggled, wiping my face as I stood up. I put my things on the table, then fed him.

I headed upstairs as soon I was done so I could get ready for work.

Joker's POV

I was in my weapon room, cleaning all my toys. The meeting went well, I thought to myself.

The only thing that has been bothering me so far today besides that whore is that I need new dancers for my club.

I opened a new club about three years ago on the other side of Gotham after I bought myself a new hideout over here. The club's really discreet, but people who lives on this side knows exactly where it's at.

Earlier, I ordered Frost to do some research to get the best Gotham strippers from different clubs. Hopefully, he'll be able to find some.

Just as I was about to clean my other knife, Frost walked in.

"Boss, I finally found a couple of 'em." He said, leaning on the table.

"Who are they?" I asked.

"Well, there's one at 'Bottoms up', her name is Keke, two at 'Xtasy', Lana and Fiona, and one at Karalis' Club, but I don't know what her name is."

I stopped cleaning, and looked at my hands.

"Karalis' Club?"

"Yes boss."

"Check that one out for me tonight Frost." I said. "I have meetings again, but I want to get all the information."

"Yes boss." Frost nodded.

I have no idea why that place stuck out to me, but something told me to pick that particular club.

Frost left the room, and I continued what I was doing.

Time skip...

Y/N's POV

Everything went rather smooth today. Work was pretty good. The sessions with Scarecrow are getting better since the nurse put him on stronger meds.

But now it's 9:30 and I'm at the club getting ready to preform. I was wearing my stripper attire, currently walking around with drinks while waiting for the other stripper to get off the stage.

"Hey Babygirl!? Can I get another one over here?!" Some drunk guy shouted, waving at me. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. I gave him his drink, and he tried to grab my ass. I quickly grabbed his hand.

"Take ya damn drink and leave me alone." I said with annoyance. Then I leaned closer to him. "Cause I ain't your 'babygirl'." I loosened my grip on his hand and walked away.

I heard a roar of 'Ooo's' behind me.

The girl who was up on stage was finally done. I made my way onto stage and the song No Limit by G-Eazy came on.

I danced on the pole, while men threw money at me. The floor was covered with green, and the whole club was watching me.

Minutes later, I was done and I got off the stage. I went to the bar to get more drinks until I saw someone I knew sitting a few chairs down. It was Peter.

I looked at him, and he locked eyes with me. Shit, I thought. He smiled, then got up to walk towards me. I let out a huff.

"Well, well. Look at you." He said, looking me up and down. " I didn't know you worked here." He sat down beside me.

"Surprise." I said.

"It's been a while."

"Yes a long while..." I looked away. "That's the way I wanted it." I said under my breath. He didn't hear me.

"How you been?" Peter asked.

"Fine, and you?"

"Pretty good, even better now that I'm talking to you." He said.

"Don't flatter me." I giggled.

"I'm not." He rose his hands in the air and chuckled. "I'm being serious."

"I'm glad that you are, but I have to get back to work soon." I said, trying to get up .

"Hey, just wait a sec." He said, and I sat back down to let him say what he needed to say. "I know why you really don't want to talk to me. It's because of the sex right?" He said.

I didn't say anything.

"Well, I just wanted you to know that if you think we're going too fast we can slow things down. I really want to just talk this out for us." He continued.

"Ugh, Peter..." I placed my palm on my forehead and sighed. "I don't--" I began to say that I didn't want him, or a relationship, until I looked towards the door.

I saw a familiar man walk in the club.

My heart stopped. It was Frost, I knew it was him. I never forget a face.

I sat there, looking at him as he went through the the crowd.

"Frost." I said under my breath. Peter looked at me. "That's him."

"What?" He asked, looking curious. I got up from my seat.

"I'm sorry, I have to go." I said, walking away from him. I heard Peter call after me but I continued to walk.

"Frost!" I called out, but he didn't hear me due to the loud music blaring in the club.

I weaved through the crowd to get to Frost who was just on the other side. His back was towards me as he spoke to Frankie.

I was getting closer to Frost, until I felt a strong hand on my wrist pulling me back. I looked to see who it was and my eyes widened.

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