Two's a Company
Vera Dupont stood in her place with anger written across her face. Her nostrils flared widely as she breathed heavily in hopes to calm herself down. She didn't want to make it a bigger ordeal than it already had been. "Don't you dare say I don't care about you." She let out calmly with a hint of anger in her voice. She jabbed her finger roughly against his expensive suit. "Because I care a great deal for you Jonathan." She licked her dry lips before her eyes darted to Jack, who stood idly by the corner, the usual frown on his face. "You and Jack both." She made sure that he hadn't felt left out because she knew he would start teasing and it would only worsen the situation. "What would ever make you think that?" She questioned him, feeling the anger rise inside of her. "After all we've been through. Things I have done for you guys." Her attention was briefly turned to Jack. He could only shrug his shoulders because he as well had not know what was going through Jonathan's mind.
Jonathan Crane, Jack Harrison and Vera Dupont found each other in isolation. They weren't like the other kids in school, often they were picked on, and they sought friendship in their loneliness. As time moved on, they remained friends but Vera could see something grow inside of them… something evil. She couldn't blame them given the life they each grew up in. Jonathan was raised by his abusive grandmother who would torture him for days. She never approved of his two friends because they would feed him when she wouldn't, they would tend to his fresh wounds. When she finally died, they both had an inkling it wasn't a natural heart attack that caused it. With Jack it was a somewhat similar case. Although he had both parents growing up, they were not exactly peaches as well. His father was a raging alcoholic while his mother was just indifferent. After she had given birth to him, she never got out of that post partum depression and she never felt anything remotely close to love for her own son. When Jack's father would abuse him, his mother hadn't even bothered to try and stop him. There was just so much hatred and anger that built up inside of them that it manifested into something more sinister.
Vera probably had a more normal life compared to them. She grew up in a fairly regular household that was filled with the love any parent can give their child, she was never abused. The only thing that deemed her as a freak of society was the fact her mother had passed away in a car accident leaving her with her father, the mortician. There was something that didn't set well with the other kids, knowing she was the daughter of a mortician, someone who deals with the dead. They instantly judged her and labeled her as a freak but she could handle it. They didn't understand them, that was their only flaw. The teasing was harsh, that was true, but it had not bothered her as much as it did Jonathan and Jack. She almost felt guilty that she lived a much better life than the other two had and the only thing she could give back, in hopes to make up for it, had been her loyalty to them.
"She's been with us since the start Johnny." Jack cackled as he approached the both of them with a smug grin on his face. He slapped a hand over Jonathan's shoulder and gave it a rough squeeze. It hardly made Jonathan falter. "Don't give the cold shoulder now." Jack wished he knew what was going in that head of his. He gave Vera a look, one she knew was laced with concern deep down. She bit her lower lip and thought about what he said. She's been with us since the start. It was true. She's been there since they had gone…overboard. She was there when Jack's father pulled a knife to his own son and cut his cheeks, she was there when Jonathan managed to murder his own grandmother. She was there when Jack took on the name the Joker, and when Jonathan decided he wanted to become the Scarecrow. And Vera just let it happen. Her loyalty to them wasn't like Stockholm Syndrome, they never forced her to stay, in fact in the beginning they warned her about the life they would lead. They gave her many chances to walk away from them and lead a better life, but she never left. She was their friend, and she owed it to them to stay put.
"Is it him?" Vera demanded in a stern voice. "Because if it is Jonathan, you promised me it wouldn't get that far. You promised me he wouldn't get to you." She could only remorse that he had let his alter ego get to him more than he should have. "Jonathan please." Her voice was almost pleading, almost. She drew closer to him, her finger traced his soft lips. She knew touching him was a way to bring him back. A simple hold of the hand or a kiss would eventually remind him who he was. Doctor Jonathan Crane, the top psychiatrist of Arkum Asylum, not the Scarecrow. "Don't let him take over." Her other hand rested on his cheek before sliding down to his neck. "He'll make you forget," Jack backed off at the intimate scene before him, trying not to let his jealousy seep through. He had swore to Vera that the only way this relationship would work was if no one got too jealous. "Me." She finished her sentence by pressing her lips against his. At first he refused to kiss her back but she was persistent on pressing her lips over his again and again until he couldn't resist any longer. Jonathan tried his best to ignore the pounding in his head, knowing who wanted to come out if he let it. Vera pulled away breathless and gave him a peck on the lips. He savored the way her lips lingered off of his before going into his room to cool off some more.
"When do I get sugar like that huh Ver?" Jack teased as he took little steps towards her. She joked that when he wiped the make up off his face she would. His smile dropped down into a frown. She rolled her eyes at his childish reaction and pretended to walk away. Jack kept silent but inside he was furious that Jonathan seemed to get more attention than he was. Just as he was about to open his mouth once more, Vera jumped onto him with her legs immediately wrapped around his waist and her lips planted onto his chapped lips. "That's more like it." He managed to get out as she bit his lower lip roughly. Jack tripped over their coffee table but managed to land on the floor safely. The next thing you knew her shirt was tossed to the side along with other things.
A/N: How do you all like it so far? Feedback would be amazing.. It's my first story like this so be gentle ,