Disrespectful // Joker x OC

13. Temporary Environment, I Guess

I have no clue to what the time is, but I definitely know that its too fuckin' early for movements to be coming towards me.

I lie in bed, pretending to be asleep and await to confront the being, in case it gets too close. Soon, the feeling of the bed slowly dipping, notifies me that the person is crawling towards me. I remain still and watch as the slow silhouette of a hand tries to wrap around my waist. Just before I could think of the possibility of it being Inias, the emotion of crazy coo-coo alerted my defense mode. I grab his wrist and dig my nails into his flesh. Not hard to the point he'd bleed, but enough to leave a deep mark.

"Its me." He mutters, trying to hold in a small wince.

I still don't let go, and nor do I turn to face him. "I know."

"Well, let go!" He mumbles, most certainly unhappy.

I do as instructed and release him. I turn on the lamp on the nightstand and sit up to look at him. "What are you doing in here?" 

"I thought you were asleep." He quickly answers, but that doesn't makes sense to my question.

"That does not answer my question." I give him a displeased look.

He still rest here and shrugs his free shoulder. "I struggle to sleep on my own. And don't worry. I'm not in the mood for sex right now." He admits. I scrunch my face at him disapprovingly. Before I could shoo him out, he closes his eyes and quickly wraps his arms around me, yanking me closer. "Now, shut up!" He grumbles.

"Hell no!" I try to pry him off, but of course he rebels against me by gripping me tighter. "Let. GO!" I continue to pry, but nope, he refuses! "Why won't you let go!?" I complain some more, and this time he answers back.

"I told you, Angel. I like a challenge. Ha ha haaa." 

I hate him. Everything about him screams, 'Kill HIM!!' But why am I not doing that? Well that's because I want my rings back. And I know that he's a clown. But he's no idiot. He's proven that to me on numerous occasions, due to how he'd always escape both the Bat and the piggys in blue.
I just gotta play my cards right, and I should be in and out within days. But where is Inias!? Did he dip after putting me to bed? What even happened? Because I don't remember what happened the last time I saw him. I just remember his head on my lap and that's it.

"Ugh!" I groan, seeing that I'm getting nowhere. I decide to kick Joker's stomach and he grunts whilst loosening his grip. I take this chance to try and escape. Mission failed. He tightens his grip fast and then pinched my hip. I yelp at the little pain and slap his head. "Let go of me!" I whine.

"NO!!!!!!!!" He demands and digs his nails into the skin from my sides. And he kept burying his nails deep.

"Ow! Let go!!" I demand again.

If it weren't for my fear of exposing myself or losing those rings, then I'd be outta here hours ago.

"I.   .   .  Said.   .   . NO!!" He then bury his head into my cleavage and bites down on the skin between my boobs. The FUCK!?!?!?!?!!?!?!!??!!?

"The Hell is wrong with you!!" I rake my hand into his sickly green hair and yank his head back. Due to how tight his teeth were on my skin, he caused a little bit of blood to leak out.

Before I could have a rage fit, I'm immediately rolled onto my back and pinned down. Joker now hovers over me with a pissed expression. No doubt I'm staring up at him the same way. If not, then I'm more pissed.
We continue to glare daggers into each other eye sockets and all we can hear is each other's heavy breathing. Far too angry with each other and try our absolute hardest to contain whatever violent urges we have for the other.

Joker takes a sharp breath and lowers down to my left ear. "Don't make daddy kill you, pumpkin. Now just be a good girl, and let daddy sleep." He then returns back to hovering over me, waiting for my response. 

"Fine. Just don't touch me." Is all that came out of my mouth. No use in trying to kick him out since its really not my place to say such thing. And due to his sky rocketing ego, he wouldn't leave just because he is him.

Joker lets himself drop next to me, allowing me to move freely. I twist my body to face the opposite direction to him, since I don't want to look at his pasty face. Every time I look at him, I just want to jam my high heels into his eyes and dance on his corpse with knives for feet.
Seconds later and his arms snakes around me again, and he presses up against me. Leaving no space whatsoever. UGH!!! Why even bother trying. He's a child, for fuck sakes. No way I'd handle living like this. Not with this bastard.

Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!
Get rings and leave!

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