Jerome Valeska shorts

Americas Next Top Couple - Part 3 [ Final ]

Warnings: Curses - Implied Sexual Activity.

Synopsis: You were with Penguin until he Died - and now You’ve gone back into Hiding - What do you do when you see a man on the TV with your Dead Boyfriend’s face? 

With Penguin gone; you had no means of protection - sure, You’d been offered it by Jerome’s cult, but why would you want to hang around with a bunch of crazies and whore’s obsessed with your dead boyfriend? They may be a fun bunch of people, but no thank you. Too strange!

So here you are - Back in hiding, the whole of the underworld wonders where you’ve gone. Jeromes doll - Penguins aid in the Murder of Theo Galavan - and an all round good girl. Or, that’s what you were anyway. Once a Model, now a fugitive with a dead boyfriend. It’s funny how one person can change your life.

Its dark by the time you hear what happened - and when you find out Dwight is still on TV, you flick the TV on, and Rage fills you instantly, a growl ripping from your throat as you throw the remote towards the cheap and small TV, smashing the front and sending a small amount of glass and sparks out at you, as if saying ‘ Fuck you! Bitch ‘ and cursing at you for breaking its screen. 

You Gathered Together a pistol, along with a knife which you keep in the black combat boots that you wear. You slide on a Jacket, huffing as you slam and lock the front door to your dingy and run down apartment. Before setting off to find, and kill the man who think’s its a good idea to cut off someone’s face and think they can take there place. 

When you arrive - Dwight is still live, Grinning and laughing at the Camera. It makes you feel Sick, Physically sick because he sounds nothing, nothing like your ex lover. All you wanted to do was slap him, hit him, scream at him and then kill him. Slowly, but you couldn’t. Not when he still had Jerome’s face on.

That was when he noticed you, standing at the entrance to the Venue, when a grin broke onto the face. “ Doll! How nice to see you! Come, quickly, everyone wants to see you! “ He yelled, motioning you to come over with his hands. You stood, still for a moment, before shaking your head and scoffing “ No thanks, I’m here for my boyfriends face, you know, the mask thing you’ve got goin’ on? Yeah, I’d like that back, thanks “ You snarl. Though all you get is a laugh, and he moves over, grabbing you harshly by the wrist and dragging you over to the Camera he has up, hugging your body close to his own as he makes a big deal to the Camera about the fact you’re here, and he is reuniting you with your one true love. While you stare at him, tears brimming in the corner of your eyes as you blink them away. What did you do to deserve this? 

Jerome is sat in Lee’s office, eyes trained on the scared figure on the screen. It’s his beloved. He knows it, heck, even Lee knows it. You’re frightened, he can tell, and that builds his rage at the male holding you even more - despite there handsome face, he loathes the man behind it. Hates how scared he’s making you. He heard from Lee about your involvement in killing Theo - and god, the way his heart swelled in pride. He’d made you into a little monster, a little terror, and it made him happy. 

So, he bids Lee goodbye, and sets off to find the two of you.

You’re shaking now, like a leaf, as Dwight still holds you close to the tight side of his body. You can’t move - dared not in case his grip gets any tighter and you can’t breathe. Then you hear it. The Cackle that makes your own heart swell, your legs weak, and makes you want to whine. Your Jerome. The real Jerome. You let out a squeak when Dwight flung you away from him, stuttering out excuses and ‘sorry’s’ to Jerome as he got closer, but he paid no mind, Simply walked up to you, and helped you off the floor.

It was so unreal, you stared at each other, smiling, for what seemed like forever, but was probably only about 2 minutes. That was when he turned to Dwight and went off on one, yelling at him about not touching you, and how dare he even think about doing such a thing like touching you or harming you. That was when you knew Jerome was back, for good.

Jerome had been back for a grand total of two days. Two wonderful days, spent mainly in the comfort of your dingy apartment bedroom. Curled up in the sheets, either cuddling, or taking part in other activities, quite a bit more satisfying than cuddling. Though, you can’t complain.

The love of your life is back with you, and you simply cannot wait to get back to doing what you do best, besides Jerome himself of course.

Chaos.