Crazier Than Him (joker x reader)

Behind the scars, part 1

(S/C) : your skin color
(E/C) : your eye color

I woke up this morning and moved out of the mildew smelling covers. I yawned and went over to the mirror, it was crooked and slightly cracked. I stared into the mirror at the (s/c) face staring back. I moved my hair out of my face and checked the time. It was 8:34 already. "Fuck, I'm late!" I screamed as I ran down the stairs. I came to a sharp stop when I hit the bottom, almost crashing into my dad.
"We're have you been?" He questioned. "Probably up all night doing useless shit again, am I right?!" He hated it when I was up late

"Sorry, I was just trying to finish my schoolwork." I lied. I was actually talking to my boyfriend all night, but if dad knew that he'd beat me till I was black and blue.

"STOP IT WITH THE EXCUSES!" He saw through my lie like it was glass. "Next time I'll take your phone you useless bitch!" Tears welled up in my eyes, I hated it when he yelled at me but I never felt angry at him. I felt angry at myself for disappointing him.

About a year later my mom got the money to move out, she broke up with dad, and found a new boyfriend. When we moved I had grown distant, always hiding in my room, and I rarely talked to my boyfriend, Al. When ever I stayed at my fathers house he would beat me, yell at me, and make me cry, but when I wasn't at his house I hurt myself for being so terrible.

"Hey, honey?" "Can you crush the cans please?" My mom has been asking me to crush them for a while now, so I finally agreed. I walked into the garage with the box of cans and glass bottles, when the distinct smell of drugs covered the room. I tried to ignore it but after a while all I could smell were drugs, and alcohol.

I sat down in the cold garage and stared blankly at the wall for about an hour before actually doing my chores. For some reason I was thinking about rumors that when your soulmate got hurt, you got hurt, And that was why you would wake up with random bruises sometimes. I had wondered who my soulmate could be, when I felt a sharp pain in one of my cheeks, then the other.

It burned and stung, but I never screamed. I just cried all the tears i had, and went to the bathroom. I stared into the mirror, and I had two white scars starting at the sides of my mouth forming a smile. I cried thinking of that rumor, "my soulmate must have been hurt, badly" tears stained my cheeks and I waited for them to stop, after they had stopped flowing from my (e/c) eyes, I dried my cheeks and applied makeup to cover the scars.

Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I think I did a decent job, I'll introduce joker later on in the story, anyways I'll see you later!