You Took Me By Surprise (Joker Fanfic)

13 ~ A Call from Arkham Asylum

I didn't hear anything from Joker for a few days, and the curiosity was killing me. But one evening, I got a call from an unknown number. Normally, I wouldn't answer random numbers but I did this time, hoping. Ever since that kiss, I was craving more. There was something so oddly likeable and enchanting about Joker, despite everything he had done. He was so... chatismatic, I guess, that it was so hard to forget about him. He was always somewhere in my mind.
His mouth had tasted not unpleasantly of cigarettes. His face smelled of face paint along with a slight iron scent from his blood. His hair smelled of chemicals from the green dye. It was fluffier and much more voluminous. I smiled to myself, thinking about how he had to wash it for a change to get the dye out. This was the guy I was falling for. Good job, (YN).
If things had worked out between Arthur and I, if we had ended up in a relationship, would he still be in this position? Caused all this uproar and havoc? This chaos he caused was dangerous and delicious, and I felt tingles in my spine when I thought about it. The drama of it all. Feeling more alive than ever in that moment. Was my previous rejection of him another push towards the edge of madness? There was been evident snippets of Joker in Arthur all along, I realised, so all of this probably would've happened either way.
I picked up my phone and tapped the green icon.
Unmistakably, a greeting came from Arthur's soft voice.
I was so nervous talking to him now all of a sudden. "How's Arkham Asylum?" I blurted out. Seriously?
But Arthur chuckled.
"It'd be a lot better if you were here with me" answered his shy voice.
Butterflies in my stomach.
He cleared his throat. "It's boring. Not great. I belong here but I also don't belong here. Listen, uhm, they're not gonna give me much time to talk to you, so I just wanted to call quickly, just to say I'm thinking about you. You and I that night, it was something I had wanted to do for so long. I'm sorry I was kinda forceful about it, but I guess I was rushing because I knew the cops were coming for me. But if you want me to stop contacting you when I can, then I will. I know I can be a bit... much to deal with sometimes".
"No!" I quickly breathed into the phone. "Arthur, I miss you. I even miss Joker" I added awkwardly, laughing.
"I miss you too, (YN), so much. I'll get out of here yet, just you wait. Okay I have to go now-"
"Wait! How's your mother? Should I visit her? Does she have someone looking after her?"
"She uhm, she actually died a few weeks ago".
I gasped. I didn't even hear about that.
"Oh Arthur, I'm so sorry, that must've been really tough on you".
"Yeah. Okay well I have to go. Bye for now".
"Bye". And he was gone.
I wish I had been able to talk to him more about his mother. If he didn't have to rush off like that...
Well, I didn't know how he was gonna escape Arkham Asylum, but I somehow didn't doubt him at all.