RELAPSE - Arthur Fleck | Joker FANFIC/LOVE STORY

Chapter 33: The Bargain

Warning: Attempted rape scene.

Arthur's POV:

Opening the apartment door revealed Randall and Gary standing in the hallway. Gary was holding a bottle of something in a brown paper sack.

I faked a smile, "Hey guys, what are you doing here?"

They told me that they came by because they heard about my "mother" passing. Seemed like something Gary would do, but Randall? There had to be another reason for him to be here.  I went ahead and invited them in and they started asking me about my face paint - curious if I found a new job or was going to the protest tonight.

When I denied both, Randall reached down and hit Gary on the shoulder, "Ah, I bet it's a kink thing for him and his little dolly."  He let out a giant laugh, so pathetically impressed by his own joke.

I let out a laugh, the fake laugh I was so accustomed to using in public situations. I didn't think his joke was funny. I didn't like him talking about Anon at all, with the way he has joked about her in the past. I reached into the back pocket of my pants where I had placed a small pair of scissors...or....

Fuck...

Well, I thought I put some scissors in my pocket, but I must have left them on the vanity in the bedroom.  I planned on bringing them just in case I needed to defend myself from whoever was at the door - like the GCPD. But, even though it was only Randall and Gary, I could still use the scissors.  I did tell myself that Randall would regret a certain joke he made about Anon before. Maybe today was the day I could follow up on that. I have since then killed four people. What's one more?  Especially when he deserves it.

Randall cleared his throat, "Oh, and there was something else, Artie. See the GCPD are asking a bunch of us about the subway murders and I just wanted to know what you told them. You know, so we can get our stories straight."

I ignored his question. For one, I couldn't trust him. Whatever information I gave him, he would use it to throw me under the bus. Secondly, my mind was focused on my new plan.

I tapped an index finger on my jawline a couple of times, "You know what, Randall. I just remembered something."

"What's that, Artie?"

"Remember when you said that you'd 'keep my secret' if I let you in on the fun?"

One of Randall's eyebrows perked up as he looked at me, obviously unsure of what I was talking about.

I smirked, "You know, about not telling anyone I was involved with such a young girl like Anon. As long as I let you have some fun as well."

Randall's eyes finally lit up, "Oh yeah, yeah. I remember. You know, I have kept my end of the bargain."  He let out a giant laugh again.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Well, I guess it's my turn to hold up my end of the bargain. I mean, you are here after all."

Randall looked like he had been smacked in the face with disbelief, "Wha-- R-really? You actually mean that? I mean, I was mostly jokin' around, but...," he looked around the apartment, "is she here?"

I nodded my head, "Yep, she is in the bedroom."

Randall let out a chuckle, "Well, I mean, I definitely can't pass up something like this. She is a hot piece of ass."