RELAPSE - Arthur Fleck | Joker FANFIC/LOVE STORY

Chapter 22: GCPD

Anon's POV:

Arthur and I stood in front of the GCPD headquarters. Our travel from the apartment was plagued with silence and an uneasy feeling. I was still suffering with headache/nausea, as I tried to fight off the urge to get high again, and Arthur was lost in his head. I honestly couldn't even pick up on what he might be thinking or feeling because his face was blank, emotionless. He was standing beside me, holding my hand, but he also wasn't.

As we walked in, the first thing I noticed was how busy it was. The placed hummed with the chatter of so many people. There were officers sitting at their desks filling out paperwork or talking on their phones, officers escorting people in and out of interrogation rooms, and officers seperated in different rooms having meetings. There were also people screaming about their innocence and women crying about their run away children. It was crazier and noisier than Gotham Time Square, which really shouldn't be shocking since Gotham is basically rotted to the core with crime.

I let go of Arthur's hand and walked up to the first officer I saw that was just standing around doing nothing, "Excuse me, sir, I need to report something."

He huffed, "Report what?"

"A...," I hesitated, "rape."

"Oh," he turned his eyes away from me, obviously embarrassed by what I said, "um, yeah, okay. Sit over there on the bench and I'll have someone come get you."

He pointed his finger and my eyes darted in the direction he was pointing. I saw the bench he was speaking of and made my way over to it. Arthur was too busy looking around the building to notice that I had walked away. I sat down on the bench and hugged myself tightly. The medicine that Arthur gave me earlier wasn't really cutting through pain much at all. All I could think about was going back to the apartment, crawling into the bed, and sleeping to escape the pain.

Getting high would actually take away the pain completely.

I rested my elbows on my knees and buried my face in my hands as I sighed in frustration. Arthur heard this and took a seat next to me on the bench. I could feel him staring at me.

"I'm okay. Just--I can't wait to be back in bed."

He gently placed his hand on my back and traced my spine with his finger, making my back tingle, "You're not okay. I--"

I looked at him, "I know you don't think I should do this, but I'm going to. Thomas shouldn't get away with this."

He furrowed his brows, "I agree, he shouldn't. He...he won't, but I don't think the GCPD will help us."

I waved my hands in the air in frustration, "What else is there for us to do, Arthur?!" My words came out harsh.

He withdrew his hand from my back and looked down at the floor, "I...," he shook his head, "don't know."

I dropped my hands from the air and placed one on his knee, which was starting to bounce nervously, "I'm sorry. I--"

He looked up and interrupted me as if he knew what I was going to say, "Don't apologize, love. I understand." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in against his chest. I cuddled against him, closed my eyes, and focused on the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum

I'm not sure how long we sat there before I felt a tapping on my shoulder. My eyes fluttered open and I saw a man looking down at us, so I quickly stood up. My quick movement made the throbbing in my head more intense.

"Hello, my name is Detective Burke. I was told you wanted to report a rape?" I nodded my head. "Okay, follow me." He motioned for me to follow him as he started walking away.