A/n : the next few chapters are going to be about Jerome and Jeremiah Valeska
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He wasn’t there to see you die so of course he was gonna laugh and wave the person off for telling him you were dead
Jerome thought it was hilarious that something that bizarre came out as serious news to him
He always thought you were immortal and smart to not get yourself killed
Days and weeks pass and Jerome hasn’t seen you in a hot minute
He’d assume you’re busy at work or school so he’d come into your house (he has his way of breaking in)
He realizes no ones home, you were no where to be found
“Mr. Valeska. Take in consideration what I said,” Jervis Tetch cautiously tells him. “Beloved Y/n is dead.”
“No she’s not!” Jerome says, waving him off.
He makes himself at home on your couch
But over time it slowly consumes him knowing you were nowhere to be seen and he’d rather lose again and again than not see your face or hear your voice
Usually he wouldn’t even care if someone he worked with died, in fact he’d forget about them. But with you, it was so different.
He’d fake a smile though
But making sure, Jerome asks Jonathan Crane: “So! Are you two bozos just gonna stare at me or are you gonna tell me how she...”
Crane and Tetch both stayed silent, not wanting to answer to avoid angering him.
Jerome eventually figures it out on his own, finding out how you died.
Your death was devastating. It didn’t mean for it to happen to you but you truly deserved better. Not even the GCPD could save you, and Jerome couldn’t save you either.
But Jerome was stubborn and thinking that if he died once and got resurrected, so could you
After invading the Gotham concert festival with kidnapping the Gotham council, waiting for his brother Jeremiah and Bruce Wayne, he was also waiting for you to make a surprising comeback like how he did
Jim Gordon arrives at the scene and demands to let the hostages go and volunteers himself to go up there
This enrages Jerome.
“I don’t want you, Jim. I want my brother and I want Bruce. And I want Y/n to be here to see it all happen. She loves it when I’m in the spotlight. I want them now.”
“Jerome—” Jim says.
“No no no! Don’t even start,” Jerome now had his finger on the switch that ignites the explosives. “She’s not dead. She’s just a little late.”
“Y/n is dead, Jerome.” Jim hated Jerome, but he understood why he was behaving this way. He knew exactly why, as he would act the same if it were Lee. “I’m sorry. I know you loved her but she won’t come. Now let me get these people outta here, I’ll come up there—“
“YOU’RE NOT LISTENING TO ME!”
Everything backfires and Jerome was now gripping onto the bar sticking out the edge of the building as he is clinging on to his life. Accepting his fate, he knew this would happen and there’s always someone else to carry on his legacy.
“It’s a long way down, you sure you’ll outlive me?” Jim asks, his hand being extended out to reach for him to grab.
“Oh I’m sure. Maybe I physically won’t be, but at least Y/n would.”
“I’ll say it again, Jerome. She won’t be. She’s—“
“Dead,” Jerome finishes for him. “She’s dead... I know... but I’ll be seeing her soon.” He reassures him. “She has a lot of explaining to do, and you’ll be seeing me soon.” His fingers were like butter as he slips off the bar, laughing manically as he falls to his death on top of the roof of a car. “Au revoir!”
