Let it out

Thrown Over

I woke up dizzy and confused in the asylum's hospital ward.
"Miss Thorne, can you recall anything that happened in the last couple of hours?" I shook my head. "No doc the last I can remember is putting the phone down after a call from my sister"
"Do you remember what it was about"
I scowled "Her boyfriend"
As I was getting changed Mrs Whitehall came into the room. "Dr Thorne you have been ill too many times and I was thinking of letting you go due to you not being fit enough to work here. You will come in tomorrow do a final day of psychiatry and get your final pay check then your out off here." I nodded and just walked out of the ward and continued on out of the asylum.
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I walked down a particularly shady street angry that I was kicked out. Is that what happens when someone has a fainting spell and it wasn't even due to stress.
I ended up outside a clothes store but it sells leather stuff not normal soft clothing.
I walked in and had a look around until I spotted the perfect outfit for me. A black halter neck leather dress with fish net tights to go with it. I picked it up and held it to my body whilst silently screaming in my mind. I ran to the changing room and wiggled into it. The snug fit accentuated my assets but it was fully moveable and not restrictive at all.

I walked out to look at myself in the mirror. As I was checking myself from all angles I caught eyes with a red head in a green leather outfit. "You look good in that outfit." She said then walked out of the shop. I turned and looked around for some heels and I saw the perfect black ones. I put them on and walked to the counter. "Excuse me can I keep these on?" The shop assistant nodded and I payed for the outfit and shoes. I strutted out with a plastic bag filled with my old clothes. On the way I tossed them over the side of a bridge. My Dr's coat was left at the asylum.

I strutted further down the street and found a gun shop. I decided to get myself a gun and maybe a knife or two.
Walking in the shop, the stench of weed hit my nose but it's nothing out of the ordinary in Gotham.
"I want a gun and two knives please" I said to the owner
"Guns are to the right and knives are over there" he pointed behind me. I walked over to the knives and choose a switchblade with a purple handle and engraved blade.

I also picked up a blade that fitted onto your finger like an extended nail.

I put it on my point finger, on my right hand and placed the other knife on the counter. I made my way over to the guns and picked up a small one a holster that fit around my thigh under my skirt and some bullets.

I put the holster on and the bullets into the chamber then placed the gun into the pocket. I walked back to the counter and payed for it all but before I walked out, a machine gun caught my eye. I took it of the shelf and payed for that as well. I walked out of there fully armed and dangerous. A new girl.
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The next morning I couldn't believe what I was going to do. What is happening to me? I would never in my wildest dreams go into a gun store. Mind you I never dreamed of my 'sister' betraying me for a guy.

As I was making breakfast I recalled what The Joker said
"Betrayal?"
"Death"
"Why death"
"Because when someone crosses me they die"
I shook my head, he was the one who caused all this madness. Luckily I was finishing today but as my eyes strayed to the machine gun laying on the couch I couldn't help thinking about what would happen if I helped him escape. Would he leave me alone or kill me like everyone. Before I could change my mind I shoved the gun into a bag and ran out the door.
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I was self conscious walking the halls of the asylum with a machine gun in a bag I said contained things I'm taking out as it's my last day.
I walked into The Joker's therapy room and saw him there smiling.
"Ahh princess you've returned" He leered at me. "Unfortunately for the last time" I replied.
"What a shame." His eyes caught sight of the bag across my shoulder. "What's in the bag?"
"Your freedom" I said setting the bag down. He squinted at me then smiled and leaned forward.
"Is it a machine gun?" He whispered with an excited gleam in his eyes. I nodded, got out the gun and walked behind him to undo his restraints. Before I got the last one off he ripped them and grabbed me pushing me down on the table. He ran his hands up my body stopping at my neck. He leaned in close to my ear. "You better run princess before daddy catches you"
He kissed my ear as I struggled to get out of his hold, he let go of me and picked up the gun from next to me. I shot out of the room as the asylum went into chaos. Pandas and goat heads were one of the things I saw on my way to the exit.

I was almost at the exit when I was picked up, I shrieked and tried to fight my out but another masked person grabbed my legs and they carried me to one of the therapy rooms.
"Let me go" I said, struggling as they strapped me down to a metal table. I looked around seeing a man that looked like Frost. Frosty of all people.
"What do we have here?" I heard the Joker approach and a harsh light was thrust into my face.
I looked up at him "I did everything you asked. I helped you"
He growled "You helped me? By erasing my mind of what ill fated memories I had" he said banging on the table with each word. "You left me in a black hole of rage and confusion. Is that the medicine you practise? Dr Thorne."
I scoffed "Are you gonna kill me Mr J?"
He leaned into my face "What?"
He picked up the rods and stood up. I was scared what my bodies reaction would be to electricity. "Oh I'm not gonna kill ya, I'm just gonna hurt ya really, really bad"
He was now hovering the rods over my temples. I decided to annoy him even more. "Yh well I can take it"
He grinned and pushed leather between my teeth. "I wouldn't want to break those perfect porcelain capped teeth when the juice hits your brain." He then smashed the rods against my temples. I screamed and screamed into the leather until darkness consumed me and I knew no more.