American Beauty - Part one

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Notes; So its been a long time. I dont really update or post here anymore. Find me on tumblr with ' Ohlookitsabi ' and find me on AO3, with ' Ohlookitsabi01'
This is from - A long time ago, bit i figured i'd add it so i can finish the story off.  I took out the smut, but you can find the original on my Tumblr.

Warnings: Swearing, Possible hint at stalking.

Synopsis: Jerome Finally meets His Idol.
A/N: This is super cringy im sorry in advance.

Jerome had watched you grow - From the first time he saw you in the ad on TV for a cute little princess toy, He’d been obsessed. You’d grown into a beautiful young woman, long, Flowing (H/C) hair, and it made his day when he saw you on TV.

But that was then, and now Jerome is a criminally insane escaped inmate of Arkam Asylum, and you would probably run for the hills if you saw him. Although, it was worth a shot, right?

Thats why now, he stands on the balcony to your penthouse. Smiling as he watches your slender form sleep. He presses his fingers against the door, Grinning when he finds it opening at the light amount of force. He stepped inside His inner fanboy was screeching, dying to have a real look around, but he knew that was something he shouldnt do. Not now anyway.

He silently glided over to your Queen sized bed, Leaning over your form, grinning when he saw you.

Your skin was flawless - Hair just as shiny as it always was, Splayed out behind you and over your face. To Jerome, you were perfect. A godess.

He freaked out when your eyes opened, though you simply stared up at him, cocking your head in confusion.

He stared back at you, his mouth twitching into a smile - Not his ususl evil seeming smile, But a genuine and kind smile.

You, on the other hand, were slightly frightened. You knew who this boy was, Jerome Valeska, age 18, killed his Mother, and had escaped Arkham. Yet, The pang of fear was simply because you didnt want to die, and it melted away with his smile.

You smiled back, Sitting up and keeping your sheets close. You whispered out a small ‘Hi’ and received the same. That, was the start of a beautiful friendship.

It quickly became more- your attraction to each other was undeniable. It reached a brink - and flourished, even if Jerome was a convicted killer

Your whole world comes crashing down. Jerome is dead. Theo galavan killed him. Jerome told you everything. You know. And Theo doesnt know about your secret relationship, Jerome didnt want to put you in danger. But now, Being with Jerome so much has rubbed off on you  and the anger boiling in your veins is becoming unbearable.

As you sit in your room, Your breathing shallow. You swear to your dead Boyfriend - you will Kill Theo galavan, Even if it kills you too.

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