Scars of my own Joker x Reader

Chapter 8 "stay around for me"

Quick reminder that some characters will be changed a little but generally the same and an apology I'm sorry for the late update I had troubles I'm kinda getting back to myself let us begin!

Harleen pov

With an over exaggerated sigh I placed my elbows on the table, threw myself into my hands, while using my finger tips to massage my forehead. Straight after Y/n I had another patient Edward Nygma, he never slows down, I find it difficult to have a thought or write down anything he's very infuriating, I've realised what he lacks in strength he excels in intelligence but this isn't about him.

I'm trying to recall everything that happened with Y/n, its hard to remember what exactly happened, I've put in a request for the tape too rewatch it in the hopes I have more knowledge, the notes I took were sloppy I didn't capture her body language just the conversation with some of the emotions. There's pain of course there always is with people like her, Y/n's goes deeper than just assuming the world around them being pointless.

She's seen the world for what it is; a fucking mess. Her hope for herself weak, her trust in others fractured and her positivity for the better just seems so drained, no I think it's more like been stolen from her. As a doctor I feel awful for her, for them all really but lately I find myself caring less about my patients.

The letter her parents wrote for her to sum it up, they're asking for some form of communication from her, they miss her endlessly they have alot of regret, they forgive her for what she's done, they seem desperate to make it right yet I'm not sure who for, they promise her she's not a monster they believe she's just lost and ashamed of herself. I'm confused by her family they still hold such love for Y/n, but I belive they don't know the half of it, I mean they couldn't right? I can only hope my family would do the same for me, as I feel less like myself as time with The Joker goes on.

I'm terrified the outcome of the sessions with the Joker will ruin my family, I'm not as strong and level headed as I used to be, I've already prayed for my forgiveness, I hope my family will understand working here hasn't changed me mentally, it's brought down my cage to let my demons free that were always there. I've write letters for them that always begin with I'm sorry so when I snap they'll know I tried.

I've already accepted my role as a rag doll for The Joker, there to be pulled and thrown around to his content, I'm ready for the harsh, unfair, one sided love that will break my heart over and over again.

With a slight knock on the door that made me jump a little I look up, Matt, the guard, opens it and in walks The Joker his eyes brighter than usual. Matt mentions coming back when the session is over but reminds the Joker he's outside the door, Joker moves towards the chair in front of My desk "Are you ready Doll? What do you have for me Harley?" as he adjusts himself in the chair he kicks the bottom of his lip.

I love him more than life itself and I'm willing too be there for him whatever he wants, a punching bag, a lover, a companion, a weapon. The one thing I won't allow is being second best too an already used up, broken, lesser criminal. Moving my gaze from his lip to his eyes, I blush slightly as I respond "For you always". Y/n can't have him I won't allow it.

No one's POV

Raising her eyebrow Y/n tried to look closer at him, trying to understand what she was taking in. "C'mon you know we don't have time for this" she sighs a little containing her annoyance, Y/n moved her arms to play with the fork that was in her 'food', she admits the food isn't awful but it wouldn't win any awards.

Leaning slightly backwards he taunts her "ooooh I see" his eyes trail every detail of her he can manage, finding it hard with the table, clothes, and chains in the way,"it starts with your eyes" keeping eye contact he taps the side of his head, "ignored by your mind" he points to his chest, still looking for her smile "and is crushed by your heart".

Dropping her fork and closing her eyes, Y/n rubs her chained hands over her face, displaying obvious confusion, while rolling her eyes she responds "hmm baby, if i wanted riddles I'd talk to Saint of them" resting her chin on the palm of her hand, looking back at his eyes she realises a new spark in his.

With a deep laugh he leans slightly forward, wishing he could get closer so he could whisper in her ear, "I'd prefer you didn't leave my side" accepting that for now this is as close as they'll get, his grin widened his scars stretched out in return the corner of Y/n's mouth turned up forgetting his riddled words her eyes started too glide along his scars hoping one day to know the story of them, like magnets her eyes were drawn back to his.

Joker watched how Y/n seemed to unfold before him, one day he'd know every part of her, leaning forward resting his hands on the table he narrowed his eyes slightly, he watched everything Y/n was doing, he whispered "every sweet smile has bitter sadness behind it" Y/n bit her lip as he continued, "I want more than your sweetness I want your bitterness". The Joker wasn't a gentle man in any meaning possible, he never felt much of anything or exposed any weak points, yet in this moment with Y/n the words he spoke; held more feeling than what he'd or Y/n would ever understand.

Joker has lied to alot of people, Harleen was at the very top of his list, he couldn't care less for the lies they believe, people shouldn't be stupid enough too trust him, but with Y/n he could never muster an inch of a lie. He needed to know what made Y/n so different from the rest of humanity, and weather or not even if he found out the secret he would never let her go.

With a slight chuckle Y/n leaned forward almost rising in her seat too get closer to him, ignoring the chain's sound hitting the table which gathered a few stares, not that Y/n noticed her eyes never left his."What if I don't give you any of it" a smirk rising on her face. Y/n bit her tounge to hold in a laugh she felt rising ignored the sting in her eyes, after all she knew too well what lust turned into.

With a chuckle of his own he lazily moved forward "Then I'll take it" he licked his lips trying to seem unfazed by her aura of beauty, "stay around for me gorgeous" his chocolate eyes flickered to her lips"we have plans to make" Joker had more than an escape plan on his mind, it involved candles, a more private location, a lot less clothes maybe keeping some of the chains.

Y/n close enough to smell the coffee from his breath opened her mouth to reply but was interrupted by a call for Joker, the guards coming closer he stood up carefully trying to keep his gaze on her.

Y/N POV
Just before he was turned around by the guards he winks at me, slightly biting the inside of my bottom lip, I take a shaky breath laughing a little as I walk behind the guards,ignoring the prying eyes of inmates and staff. We reached the exit as we stood waiting for the door to open I call out to him "see you soon greeny".

Just before he's escorted out he turns as much as he can towards me, "you can count on it" his smile widens as he is turned back around.

Quietly I whisper "I'll be counting". I get as close as I can to the door before, I'm warned to stay back, I watch him leave when I can't see him anymore I move back to my seat to resume my previous activity. Keeping the conversation in my head on repeat.