the truth ( joker fan fiction )

skilled but pointless

Harley turns to me before saying: "you are gay?!"
"we are gay together ok? And stop making those noises around him, it honestly sounds like you're murdering a cat. I'd rather listen to nails scraping over a black board, that's how awful it is." Is the last thing Smiley says before Harley is storming out the kitchen.
As soon as she is gone, Smiley takes a bite of my toast and grins. "But only so you know, we won't kiss, okey?" He winks at me and we both start laughing.
"Oh, god I am funny" Smiley breaths wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. I role my eyes at him crossing my arms. He looks smirking at me, and I can't help but smile back. "I know you love me, so don't pretending that you don't!" Smiley whines hitting my shoulder softly. I put my hands up in defence, saliency saying 'I didn't say that I didn't'.
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"EVERYONE!! Get the fuck up from your beds, and get to work!" Jokers angry voice rung trough the house.
Great. It's one of those days today..

I growled for myself putting the mask on lazily. "good morning, Jamie" I whisper half heartily to myself. When I finally get out of bed I yawn with my mouth as far open as it gets, almost like a cat on might say.

In the living room everyone is standing sleepily against the wall or the chairs. I join up beside Mind and Smiley nodding at them getting a brief smile back. My whole body is shaking of tiredness.

"I hope you idiots are happy" joker says walking into the room. His clothes is as slack as always. His hair is newly coloured and his warpaint freshly set.
Conclusion? This started up as a good day, but something happened and now it's a bad day.
Conclusion? Something bad is up for us henchmen. Shit.

Harley comes in to the living room as well. "What is it?"

Jokers head snaps in Harley's direction. "What it is? Oh, I don't know Harley Quinn.. Maybe it is my favourite gun has been stolen from me?" Jokers voice is surprisingly calm..
"So.. Who of you LITTLE FUCKERS has taken it?!" And the voice is back on track.

Nobody answers.

"If nobody answers, someone is going to regret not speaking up" joker looks at us. His eyes going from man, to man. Slowly walking in a circle. Then he suddenly stops.
"Last chance"

Three seconds later and nobody has said a thing. And joker doesn't says a thing aether. He simply pulls out a gun, and shoots Mind.

Everything from there goes in a big blurry mess. Smiley shouts, cryes even. Harley jumpes, she didnt expect that outcome. Mind falls to the ground. Zac comes running, but Smiley pushes him away holding Mind close to his body. I look up from Minds slowly dying body, to Jokers eyes. I didnt notice before now the burning tears rolling down my chin. I swollow hard. I need to steady my breath, I am going into a shock.

"Get my gun" Joker says looking at us all before taking his leave.

After that nothing goes in a regular time. First everything goes super fast, Zac and Smiley are shouting at each other and before I know it I am (together with Smiley) carrying Minds limp body. I can't even realise where we are going before we are standing in Zac's room.

"It hurts.." Mind groans weakly.
"He is still alive.." I say in awe.
"And thank heavens for that!" Smiley says clutching Minds hand in his.
"Don't worry, Mind, we'll save you" Zac takes out some bandages and some clean alcohol.

Smiley actually starts crying when Mind hisses from the alcohol pressed up on his open wound. When Mind sees that he gripes his jaw tight and forces on a smile, saying "Don't cry, Smile, it doesn't suit you like a smile"

Smiley lets out a sad laugh at that, i just grip him in on a bone crushing hug.

"Get your shits together lady's, nobody is going to die. Not today" Zac is working on Minds open wound, stretching it, and Mind gives a high, painfully groan.

"Fuck!" Mind nearly screams, "Get that bloody bulet out NOW!"

"It isn't as easy as its said you idiot" Zac says digging a plastic glowed finger down to stretch the wound wider. Another scream I heard and Smiley filches of the pained sound Mind.

23 painful hours later. I could pretend that everything from there went fine, that the bullet was taken out quickly, that the wound didn't bleed that bad, that the scar after wasn't so bad either, but to tell the truth; it was horrid. I can't even seem to remember it. It just feels so unreal. So surial. Mind, one of my best and closest friends.. Is dying. Zac said that he have tried everything, I believe him. Smiley on the other hand, dos not. Smiley is holding on to Mind for his bear life. It's painful to watch.

"Are you alright?" Zac tries carefully placing a hand on Smileys shoulder.
"I am not the one who is fucking dying here" Smiley spits in Zac's direction.
"Language" Mind breathes forcing on a smile.

I bite my lip. Mind is dying, and he is taking it so easy... To be honest, that only makes it worse. It would actually be easier if he was crying, screaming or yelling. Because that would make it easy to be supportive! But he is just laying there, supporting us.

"How do you guys feel? All of you" Zac is caring. That's what we need right now, we need that someone do as they should. I answer with a nod.
Mind breathes out a laugh, shaking his head and sayin; "how about you, Smiley?"

Smiley takes a deep, shaky breath. "You know that feeling, when you loose something precious, like a teddy bear, or a book? And then you find it again, and you are over the hill happy? And then you find out it wasn't the thing after all, you didn't actually find it? Yea, that feeling just multiplied with billions.."

((SHORT CHAPTER!! WOOP!
I wasn't even going to update, but your comments just made me want to, so one more chapter!
Don't worry, this isn't the end, I am just taking a break ;3
Till next time madmen!))