It Was Only a Text

Giving In

A/N: hello everyone, I wanted to apologize that this is a shorter chapter. I have been very overwhelmed with working with my kids school to get them all set for "distanced learning" aka Online classes due to the Schools closing for the Covid 19 that's running amok. I will be back next week with a full sized chapter (hopefully) stay safe and take care!

~It's quiet now

Whispers confess

Now that I find myself in here

I realize I'm yours~

~In this Moment~

I have been staying in my apartment, though Joker comes and sleeps next to me most nights. My cuts and bruises have healed, but my mind is still so twisted. I didn't tell him my revelation, I refused to give him that kind of power over me. He had left me the two other phones, strange to have three cell phones and still no one called me.

I was getting bored again, and that got me in so much trouble last time. I had been keeping busy, kind of. I have been going to the movies a lot, then, maybe if I had time, I would walk around aimlessly. When I got tired enough, I would go back to my car and drive to my apartment. Then I would go to sleep, Joker would join me sometimes, but I would wake up alone.

I would feel better if he stopped being nice. I didn't like it, but didn't know how to tell him. Right now I was soaking in my bathtub, trying to figure out how to handle him, this, and everything else. The light pink bubbles floated and moved around the water. It was times like this that I missed the ignorance I had before and could talk to Jack.

I had a brilliant idea, I stood, leaving the tub and moving to the bed and grabbed my old phone. The one this had all started with. I moved back to the tub and slid deep into the still hot water. I powered on the phone and watched as the screen flickered to life.

I moved to messages, and clicked Jack's name.

'I'm bored.'

It didn't take long for his reply.

'Sorry to hear that princess'

'I need advice'

'About?'

'There's this guy, and recently he's changed'

'Go on'

'I don't know if I like it, it's weird.'

'Weird? What's he doing that's so weird?'

'He's being too nice, I miss the old him'

There, she said it, and he could take from it what he will.

'You don't like nice guys?'

'I like him the way he was.'

'You tell him?'

'Not yet'

He didn't respond again, so I figured he had gotten the hint and was deciding what to do now. I finished my bath and stood to rinse off in the shower and wash my hair. Once I was finished, I moved into my bedroom to pull on a pair of sleep shorts and a camisole. I towel dried my hair and pulled it back into a braid. I walked back into the bathroom and started to brush my teeth when I heard the door to my apartment open. I smiled at my reflection and rinsed the toothpaste from my mouth.

I stepped back into my room and he was there, clean faced, in a t-shirt and jeans. His hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, with bits falling loose in the front. I stopped in the doorway and waited.

When he didn't say anything, I continued getting myself ready for bed. I could feel his eyes on me, but ignored him. I was terrified and intrigued to see what he would do. I turned the lights out and moved to climb into the bed. I pulled the blankets up over my shoulder, then turned to look at him.

"You coming to bed?" I asked.

I could hear him getting ready to come to bed. I felt the mattress dip and his very warm body pressed into mine. I was a little worried that he still hadn't said anything as I fell asleep.

I woke with a splash of cold water hitting me. I sat up sputtering while I could hear Joker's laughter from across the room. I look over at him, he had been smart to move away from reach, I may have hit him. His laughter slowly ebbed away and he looked almost serious again.

"Get ready, we have plans." Then he turned his fully painted face and left my bedroom.

I got out of the bed and pulled some clothes out of my closet. There was no telling what he had planned today. I dressed in skinny jeans and a T-shirt. I moved into my bathroom. I emptied my bladder and then washed up. I didn't feel like putting on make up but I looked like I had been crying all night. My eyes were slightly puffy and red rimmed.

I put on just enough to look human. Then, on impulse I added my bright red lipstick. Once I felt like I was finished, I headed into the living room. He was there pacing as he talked on his phone. I waited and watched him.

He finally finished his call and turned to look at me. I must have met his approval because he turned and we were headed out of my building. We made it down the stairs and out into the street before he spoke to me.

"You drive." He said as he headed to my car.

I had no problem with that. I walked over and unlocked the big SUV and climbed inside. I buckled my seatbelt and turned to look at my passenger.

"Where to boss?"

He raised an eyebrow at me then smiled. "Head downtown."

I pulled into traffic and headed towards downtown Gotham. It was mid afternoon and traffic was almost non existent. The silence in the car was unnerving.

"Anywhere in particular that I am headed to? Or are we driving aimlessly?"

"Oh, you should no by now, I don't do anything aimlessly. Just drive, I will tell you when we get close."

I stole small glances of him, unsure if he was mad and planning to kill me, or if he was his normal self, and just well, him. I took the hint and drove along the city street silently. He would point or give one word directions.

"Pull up here and park." he said pointing at a building to the right.

I pulled up to the curb and put the car in park, trying to figure out what kind of building this was. There were no signs or advertisements, just brick wall and a metal door with no windows. I killed the engine and got out, Joker having gotten out immediately. I tucked the keys into my pocket and followed him to the metal door. While he knocked, I looked around, it was strange to see him out in the daylight, in full Joker make up and no one paid us any attention.

The door opened and Joker stepped in pulling me in behind him. I couldn't see anything, as we stepped into the dark building, but he pulled me along. Then I was blinded by lights when we moved through another door. As my eyes adjusted to the light again, I was shocked. I was in a room that was as big as my entire apartment, that had the walls lined with all kinds of guns. I looked over at Joker, he was watching my face, I assume to gauge my reaction.

"What is this place?" I asked, looking back at the walls.

"This," he said his hand gesturing at the wall, "This is where I get my weapons on short notice."

I looked back to him. "So, why are we here today?"

"We have plans later and you need to be armed for them, so, let's get you a gun."

I looked at him, trying to see if he was joking, but he looked dead serious. I wanted to tell him that there was no need for a gun, because I didn't plan on getting a gun, or shooting any one or anything. But his face was almost daring me to argue the point. Instead, I took a deep breath and let it out in a whoosh of air.

"Well, where should I start?" I asked, causing a grin to spread across his face.