Scaring The Crows

Chapter Eight

"I'm sorry Kristie. I've said that a million times, ok" Jonathan sighed, bandaging one of the large grazes on my legs from where I had skidded on the cell floor in my sleep. "Scarecrow just...sometimes he takes over. It gets too much for me to handle so I just let him out for a while so he's content, and then lock him back up again. That's when I came to find you. I tapped in to what he had seen and then used it to find you both. He also told me that you were extremely close to Edward. All I'm saying is he's really not someone you want to be around"

"And why's that?" I spat, folding my arms close to my chest. My eyes beamed with hate and I could sense it from the tension of the room. "From what I've experienced here, you're the unstable one I should be avoiding, Dr Crane" I said with a condescending tone. But I had good reason to.

"Edward had a daughter. Her name was Enigma" he sighed. I rolled my eyes. What did this have to do with anything? "She was a very smart girl, just like her father, but she saw the rational side of things. One time she tells her father not to kill someone, or not to do something; I can never remember which one it was. He turned to her and with a big grin, gave her a riddle. 'What's green and purple and bleeds profusely?' which was followed by her scream. We didn't see her after that. I think he killed her"

I shook softly. "Yeah well I'm sure you've killed people too, so you're hardly the right person to lecture me. Plus you experiment on people"

"Kristie. Get out of my office" he said, with a large amount of anger. I shrugged and walked out, I didn't want to be in there anyway. "I swear, if he lays one finger on her, I'll kill him"

Well we know that won't happy, Johnny boy. You wouldn't hurt a fly, so you always stop me from putting out little plans in action, Scarecrow mused. Jonathan sighed, he had to agree with that.

"It's just...she's different. The toxin hasn't left her mentally scarred like it has with the others. She's strong, especially in the mind. She deserves more than some wack job who killed his daughter. Eugh. I just...I want her to be happy and everything, but I don't at the same time" Jonathan sighed, rubbing his temples. "KRISTIE!"

I sighed and got up from where I was sitting and put my book away. "What do you want?" I sneered from the doorway. He gestured to the seat and I flopped down in it.

"I don't want you to treat Edward anymore" he answered simply, looking at my from behind his glasses. I tilted my head to the side with a gentle frown. Was he jealous or something? He did get kind of angry when he told me about how close we were. "Don't look at me like that Kristie. I don't want you treating him and that is final"

"I'M NOT A CHILD, JONATHAN! YOU CAN'T TREAT ME LIKE ONE!" I yelled. He blinked. "If you're jealous or something then just get over it and get a fucking grip! You wonder why you can't get anyone to like you, when you're horrible to everyone and then you gas them and watch them cry! I hate you. If it wasn't for the fact that I've been told I'd be shot down if Bane's guards saw me leave, I would've left by now" I said through frustrated tears.

"You sure act like a child, Kristie" he replied, looking away from me.

"Says the person who hides behind a mask because he's too scared to see people! You use this other persona because you're too weak to do anything to hurt anyone. You know what, Jonathan, I'm surprised even Scarecrow talks to you anymore. You're conceited, horrible, inhumane, cruel and not to mention insane! You're completely messed up you sick bastard!" I sobbed, standing up from my chair.

He still refused to look at me though as I stormed out of the room. I sat in the middle of the main room and sobbed. Just sat there, sobbing into my knees. I wanted to leave and if that meant dying than so be it. But Edward...he's be better off without me.

Jonathan sat and cried into his hands, with only Scarecrow to comfort him. Don't beat yourself up over this girl, Johnny. You're better than her. If she liked Riddler than let her like him. Everything will fall apart in the end and then she'll beg you to forgive her. Don't get upset though, Scarecrow frowned. Jonathan sniffed. Scarecrow's calming words still wouldn't stop him from crying.

"Puddin', I think Kristie's upset" Harley frowned, nudging Joker as he rewired a detonator, causing him to slip and that the detonator would now not work. He growled and slapped Harley straight across the cheek.

"She's Jonathan's problem, not ours! If you can't see that I'm busy then just get out!" he growled, pushing her out of the way and throwing her to the floor before locking his cell door shut. I felt Harley sit beside me as she rubbed her cheek.

"He loves me. I just know it. He's my Mista J, he loves me even though he shows it differently to everyone else. I guess that's what is happening between you and Jonathan. Maybe he just can't tell you that he likes you Kristie" Harley frowned, placing a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged.

"He's jealous because he thinks I love Edward. He doesn't like me" I sighed. "He never will"