So I'm currently be registered in to arkham asylum. Now I know what you must be thinking I must have done something horrible to get in here the answer is no I did not kill anyone.
You see what happened was my best friend or who I thought was my best friend got me in here.
FLASH BACK:
"WHAT IF I FAKED MY DEATH"? "WHAT DO YOU MEAN"? "I MEAN MY LIFE IS SO LAME SO I COULD FAKE MY DEATH AND DISSAPPEAR AND LIVE A FUN LIFE WITH A NEW IDENTITY ". "WELL IF YOU WANT TO THEN DO IT I GUESS". "WELL SEE IF I DO,I WILL NEED YOUR HELP". "WHY"? "I NEED YOU TO STAB ME AND LEAVE THE WEAPON LYING AROUND SO THEY WILL BELIEVE I HAVE BEEN MURDERED AND NOT A RUN AWAY". "WELL IF YOU REALLY WANT ME TO I WILL".
So basically after I stabbed her like she told me to she ran straight to the police station and told them that I stabbed her. She set me up and I have no idea why,all I know is that we are no longer friends.
It is now lunch time which I'm glad because I am starving I haven't eaten in hours. So I go through the line and get my tray and of course this food looks like garbage except for the ice cream. I go and sit at a table alone because I don't know anyone nor do I want to know anyone because in here are Nothing but violent idiots.
"Well hello there what's your name", a ginger boy asked me. "None of your business". "Rude I like it,so what can I call you then"? "Nothing" "I will call you girl until you tell me your name".
He gets up and walks away to his little group of friends. I can already tell that he is going to be annoying and I hate my life now even more.
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My Mistake
FanfictionThis is jerome valeska fan fiction that sort of follows the gotham storyline but not completely
