In Too Deep

42

Get me the cheapest blonde, black and red hair dye pleaseeee

You would think that with my degree in mental health my coping mechanisms would be better but you'd be mistaken. I've been working on my costume all day. The minute I woke up I decided I wouldn't let myself sulk and dwell on the disappointing news I received the day prior. Instead I opted to be productive and create my costume with one of Jacks people. I'd been brainstorming a few ideas, all inspired by the costume I wore to halloween all those years ago. The harlequin.

I showed her my brainstorm and she has made it come to life.

"How long have you been working for the Joker?" I ask the lady currently stitching my clothes.

"I'd say for about two years now. He came to my little shop on the outskirts of Gotham needing a seamstress. I'd seen the news, he was plastered over every newspaper known to the residents. But buisiness is buisiness. He payed me high prices for the costumes I'd produce for him as long as I kept quiet about him" I nod and unplug the electric kettle.

"You take any sugar with your tea?" I ask and she nods.

"Two spoons sweetie" she tells me and I stir her tea before walking towards the table. I set it down before going back to the stove.

"Are you sure I can't interest you in any food? J says I make the best scrambled eggs" I tell her but she shakes her head.

"The tea is enough but thank you dear" she gives me a small smile before returning to my pants.

Jack had came home late yesterday, he was so tired out that as soon as he touched the bed he passed out. He held me close until he left this morning. He's at the artillery picking out ammo and guns for the grand opening. He told me he would be back for 7 and he was going to take me to the club.

Frost should be near, I texted him earlier to bring me some hair dye for my hair. I don't want to go back to the salon after I made a complete ass of myself last time I went.

"Would you mind if I asked you something?" she says after a moment.

"Ask away" I turn off the stove and place the eggs onto my plate along with some pieces of bacon.

"Is he the same with you?" she asks me and I take a bite of my eggs. I lean against the counter as I watch her work.

"In what way?" I ask.

"He seems like a very cruel man. I see the things he does to the public. Is he abusive like that with you. I understand if i'm stepping boundaries it's just-"

"He's not. It's okay, i'm sure you and a lot of other people have questions for my well being big trust me when I say. He's a good man. In his own twisted way I know he cares for me. He'd never do anything to hurt me" I lie through my teeth. There's no reason to worry anyone else by telling them that I fear he might kill me one of these days when I take things too far.

He's been good to me so far but that can easily change. I haven't forgotten about the way he used to treat me.

"How did you meet him?" she asks me and I think for a moment.

The first time or the second?

I'm interrupted by a knock at the door.

"That's probably Frost" I tell her as I walk to the front. I open the door to see Johnny with a bag in his hand. I grab it from his grip and leave the door open for him to come in.

"I just finished making breakfast, want some?" he nods and I place the skillet back on the stove top. I pour some olive oil in and set it at 5.

I open the bag and look through it's contents. I look at the boxes of dye and unbox it.

"Rose" he says.

"Johnathan, keeping out of trouble?" she asks and I look over my shoulder.

"Just doing the Devils bidding" I smile.

"How's the costume coming along?" he asks.

"Almost finished with the pants. She wants a corset of sorts for the top with a matching bra. I'll need to do the top half at the shop as I don't have the materials for a corset with me. Other than that all that's left is her shoes"

"Still deciding on my boots" I add in.

"Boots, maybe have them reinforced? So that they don't get destroyed after sliding on the ground and climbing shit" Frost suggests as I pour three eggs into the skillet, one after the other. I place a few strips of bacon on the side.

"I'm sorry, climbing....sliding, on the ground?" I ask again as I scramble the raw eggs on the pan.

"Hasn't the Boss told you what usually happens in missions?" I look back at him confused.

"No? I haven't even seen him in action. The closest thing to it was when he busted out of Arkham. He barely did anything. It was you guys who did most of the dirty work" I shrug.

A phone rings and I look back to see that Frost picks it up.

"Are you sure you don't need us? Bunch of kids will get you killed"

"Alright, alright" and the call ends.

"Who was that?" I ask him.

I place the scrambled eggs and bacon onto a plate and grab a fork from the drawer before handing it to Frost. He digs in without a minute to waste.

"Yours truly" I nod and lean back against the counter.

"What's going on?" I ask him and he looks up at me before looking down. He shrugs.

"Business" he says simply.

"Tell me Johnny" I plead.

"You know that bank job he pulled a few weeks ago?" I nod.

"The money he took belonged to the Mob" my eyes widen.

"The Mob?!" I yell.

"Yeah and—" I cut him off.

"Is he fucking insane?" I ask. Of course he is.

"Did you really just ask me that?" he chuckles.

"Don't stress, he's got a plan. Crazy man always does" I roll my eyes and place my hand on my forehead.

"He's going to get himself killed" I say and Johnny shakes his head.

"He's executing one of his plays right now" my eyes widen.

"And you're here?!" what the hell is going on.

Rose pushes back on her seat before standing up and showing me the pants. I grab onto the material and force a smile.

"Try it on. Tell me how feels" she tells me.

"This is not over" I tell Frost and he chuckles sitting back in his seat.

I take the pants into the bathroom upstairs. As soon as I put it on there's this feeling that fills my entire being. I look into the mirror and admire the handiwork.

This guys going to get me killed.