Hello, this is just an idea I've had for the last couple of months. I just wished I could be a henchwench like Harley and thus came up with Jackie Solis. I hope you enjoy it!
My feet are sore from running and I'm completely soaked to the bone. My black combat boots pound against the concrete. Then, I see an alleyway right ahead and throw myself into the dumpster. Eww! I immediately regret that decision. It really stinks in here! Can't...breathe! I poke my head out gasping for air. The police sirens get fainter and fainter as the G.C.P.D cars disappear through the rain. Yay! I finally lost the doughnut heads! I think to myself while cracking a smile.
I pull myself out of the smelly dumpster and grab the rusty red bike next to it and ride casually back to my apartment.
"Mom! Dad! I'm hooome!" I yell, walking through the front door. My mom and dad appear and instantly start fussing over me. "Jackie where have you been? We called Mary's parents as soon at it started pouring ,and they said you hadn't been there at all!" Mom said with a with a bit of her Jersey accent. "Well, on my way there I got distracted and went for a quiet walk in the park," I replied, looking her straight in the eyes in case she detected my lie. "Why are you so worried anyway?" Dad furrowed his eyebrows. "Because we want our precious daughter safe. Especially when she's always getting herself into trouble." I roll my eyes at him. "I'm fine Dad. I can take care of myself. But, thanks for looking out for me anyway." I give them a small smile which makes them smile too and I walk towards my room. "You better change into something warm before you catch pneumonia!" my mother's voice calls after me. "Whatever Mom!" I giggle at my parent's over protectiveness and head into by bedroom.
All four walls are painted hot pink because that was my favorite color growing up, but I used cans of red and black spray paint (my favorite colors now) and graffitied my name above my bed. Posters of my favorite music artists and pictures of my friends hang on the pink wall. In the corner is my bed with a stack of paperback teen romance novels on top, and next to it is a black drawer. On my drawer is a reading lamp, my family photo album, and the pink pocket knife my dad had given me on my tenth birthday. I change into a red T-shirt, black skinny jeans, red jordans, and my black sweatshirt. Then I grab my wet clothes and pull out the diamond necklace I stole earlier. I kneel on the floor and pull on the loose floorboard. A smile spreads on my face when I take in all the stolen money I have hidden. I place the necklace next to my secret candy stash and put the floorboard back. Suddenly I yawn. All that running today must have worn me out. Maybe I should take a nap. I push my books off my bed and pull a blue blanket on top of me and shut my eyes.
"Mom? Dad? Where are you?" I call out rubbing my eyes. I look around expecting to see them watching a movie on the couch but they're not. "Guess they went out while I dozed off," I said to myself. "Oh well." I walk to the kitchen and bite into a juicy red apple. That's when I notice the note on the kitchen table. It read" Went to the movie theatre for date night. Be careful. ~ Love Mom." I put the note back and take my apple with me to living room. I wonder if there's anything good on TV, I think as I grab the remote and turn the television on. Jack Ryder stands in front of yellow police tape in a dark alleyway. "Two dead bodies were found next to Gotham Theatre. Police confirm the murdered victims to be Jose Solis, head janitor of the local elementary school, and his wife Ellen Solis." My eyes widen in shock to hear my parent's names. "Police are now on their way to collect their orphaned twelve year old daughter Jacqueline Solis and take her to Gotham Orphanage." I turn the TV off and run to my room. Immediately I grab my black suitcase and start tossing things in. A few sets of clothes, some of my books, my family album, the candy stash, and all the stolen money. Before I leave through my bedroom window I slide my pocket knife in my hoodie and wave goodbye to my home. To my childhood. To my parents.
I'm sitting on the moth eaten couch in the apartment I rented using the stolen money. I try not to think about my parent's, so instead I think about how I'm going to continue stealing. I shouldn't continue but I want to. But I won't be able to if the entire city recognizes me now. I step towards the cracked mirror in the bathroom and look at myself. A tall girl with long black hair and dark eyes framed by long black eyelashes stares back. I take out my knife and with a swift move I slice through it and my black locks fall to the ground. Then I gather my now shoulder length hair into pigtails and apply red lipstick to my lips. I also dig through my suitcase and find a leather domino mask I once wore for Halloween. I put it on and look at my reflection again. The girl inside the glass looked dangerous and emotionless. She looked like she was the type who looked down on everyone and laughed at anyone and their meaningless joke of a life.I can finally be what I want to be. I smile at the new me and welcome her with open arms.