Gotham Stuff!!!!

Start of something Better

Jerome x reader Part one. Reader is crazy blah blah normal Jerome x reader stuff. Um abusive Father... 

Warning!!! Language (It's almost if Deadpool wrote some of it....)

So this is not where I wanted to be. All I wanted was some chocolate. Literally all I wanted was chocolate. But noooo the damn cash register dude decided he wanted to make it hard by counting my money over and over again. All. I. Want. Is. The chocolate.

"Look dude I really need to hurry, so can you hurry up. I've given you all the money for the chocolate and drink." I said. He shook his head and ignored me, counting my money once again.

I glanced at the tv, nothing was happening surprise there. It's Gotham something's always happening. It did say something bout the circus visiting again. I looked at the mirror on the wall by the doors. I was wearing a cute outfit for no reason. I was wearing a blue shirt tucked into a short skirt with tights under it. Literally no reason, I haven't been out of my dad's house all day until I gave into my desire for chocolate.

Let's get this straight. Im sixteen and I'm not right in the head. So I'm insane, so what, there is nothing wrong with that. I've never murdered anyone. Close though. I've wanted to. But I never gave into that desire. But my desires are definitely stronger today for some reason. And I'm bored so what the hell.

I grabbed the pocket knife on display. It was cute, with hearts over it. It wasn't the button type so I had to open it myself. What a shame. I'll have to find one like that.

Then I stabbed him. Again. And again til I knew he wasn't going to get up. I grabbed the chocolate and the drink and ran. I ran til my feet were dying to stop. By the time I stopped I couldn't breathe. Everything went to black.

I guess I passed out. When I woke up I was in a bed in what looked like a trailer. I looked around, the room I was in was small but a decent size. The wallpaper was red and green.

I got up, walked out of the room, and saw my chocolate on the table. I grabbed it and started to eat it. I mean if someone's going to murder me I might as well have chocolate for the last thing I eat. I laughed at myself. Quietly in case someone didn't know I was awake.

Suddenly the door opened, making me jump.

"Ah you're awake," said a young looking lady, " I'm Mary Lloyd, I found you passed out not too far from the circus. What's your name?" Mary said.

"Y/n." Was all I said. I didn't know what to say. She seemed nice. And I can't go back home that would be a very bad decision. Circus? Must be Haly's circus. I used to go to it every time they were in Gotham. I was in acrobatics and acting classes so that I could join a circus one day. But soon realized my father would never let me do that. He's a very dangerous man. Not for everybody else. Just for me. He was a awful man.

Flashback

I was sitting outside on one of those swinging bench seats, I was about six years old. My parents were arguing. Again. I never really liked it when they did. But my bench was the best way to get away from all the beer bottle throwing and yelling. Soon enough I heard a bottle get thrown and a door get slammed. I assumed it was the front door.

All of the sudden my father came outside and grabbed me by the hair and pulled me inside. At first I didn't understand, hell I didn't understand the whole time.

"You're just like your mother you little whore." My father said. Bam! He threw me against a wall. And then he started hitting me. I cried and begged him to stop but soon enough my vision faded to black

My father was an asshat. Obviously. Stating the obvious could get a bit vexing sometimes. No actually I think I'm just vexing in general.

Mary left me with some decent clothes it was cute just not my normal style. She told me to take a shower and that she'll be back in about an hour after she practices for an upcoming show.

I walked out after my shower to explore. I saw a whole bunch of people and clowns. Clowns are people just they umm idk they just classify as their own group. I love clowns just well thought I'd mention that.

I continued to walk around for a bit. Soon I saw a boy about my age maybe a year older. He was ginger. And let me just tell you, he was hot. Like not just high school girls' "omg Veronica have you seen Jake he is so Hawt!" No I mean like sexy hot. Anyways from what I can see he had green eyes. So I just stood there staring at him.