Sweet But Psycho // Jerome Valeska

Hi gorgeous, I'm Jerome

As I lay there on the cold snow covered ground looking up at the sky while tiny snow flakes fall down like light rain I begin to think,

'If poison expires, is it more poisononus or is it no longer Poisonous?' I laugh at my silly thoughts.

It's a dark and cold night in Gotham city but there I am laying in an alley snow covering my long blond hair and dark eye lashes.

I know it's dangerous but I can't help myself. I have a thing for getting into trouble or horrific danger.

I sit up taking in my now covered in snow surroundings wishing I was warmer than I currently am.

I sigh standing up. Looking down at my attire which consists of a grey light sweater and black ripped skinny jeans. But now is slightly damp. Walking out of the alley I sense someone's presents.

I look both ways before heading left. I stop under a street light when I hear foot steps.

"What do we have here? Boys?" A man dressed in black came from a shadow. Then three more stepped out as well.

Well crap. Why does this have to happen when I'm sick, of all days! Why today? Just put me out of my misery.

"Alright lets see what ya got." I say raising my fist.

Just as one came into arms lengh he fell to the ground blood rushing from the back of his neck. The echo of the gun being fired sounded rather loud through the night. Then came the other three but soon they all fell to the ground just like the first.

I sigh in relief only to be brought back into realty when I here a small chuckle.

"Oh great! Come on shoot me! I have nothing to live for any way. Nor do I have any money, your just wasting your and my time!" Gosh I'm so tierd of this.

I sit on the ground ready to be shot when the man starts laughing like a maniac. Oh great instead of killing me instantly he's probably going to make me sufer.

I fell back into the snow on my back with a sigh.

"GreAt!"

The man leans over me from up above with a big gleaming smile showing his white pearly teeth.

I turn my head just a tich to the left. and raise my right eyebrow.

"Hi gorgeous, I'm Jerome." The fiery ginger gleams.