Hidden Truths
A/n- Hello and welcome to my Joker/oc story, this may either turn out as a good story or a totally awful story that you will read and think. 'Well, this is shit. Lets not read this!' I will try but this IS my first shot at a story like this so...be patient. Ok?
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Jodie's P.O.V
"It's my decision, I am not 18 any more, mom. It is time for me to leave the nest. For god's sake I am 28 years old and still living with you!" I scream at my mom, the gentle and beautiful Marilyn Wayne, as she just shakes her head and sighs. "Baby, I'm trying to protect you! Trust me, you don't want to go to Gotham. Whenever someone goes there from our family something bad happens to them. Just look at your late father...and your uncle and aunt. They have all died just because of that damned city!" my mom goes hysterical at the end and I bite my lip and breathe in deeply when her eyes start to water. "Mom? No, don't cry, please" I beg and embrace her, sighing with unhappiness, I grumble slightly and think to myself. I really am no good with upset people. "I just don't want you to leave, honey. I don't want anything happening to you." mom sniffles and dabs at her eyes when I give her a tissue. "I promise nothing will happen to me. I have Bruce anyway." I gently approach the subject again and she sighs. "Honey, you wont give up until I say yes...will you?" mom's chin wobbles again and I sigh. "No, mom, I want to leave. If I promise to ring you every day...three times. Will you let me go?" I ask and she slums her shoulders. "Baby, I still don't think it's a good idea...but you are just like your father and wont give up until I give up. Fine, fine, you can go..." I smile widely at my mom as she looks away with a sad look in her eyes and sniffles again. "Come on, mom, everything will be all right!" I say excitedly and she nods, kissing my forehead with gentleness and motherly care. "All right, sweetheart, go and pack. I will wait for you here. Unless you are already packed and have a flight ticket to Gotham?" my mom asks and I sheepishly rub my neck. "Yeah..about that...I have all ready packed all my things and brought a flight to Gotham..." I squeak out at the end and my mom's growing smile suddenly blinds the whole room as she begins to laugh, I pout and cross my arms sticking my tongue out at her later. "I knew you would, honey. Go and get your bags. I want to kiss my daughter goodbye as I see her going to the place, I dread the most." mom whispers and as I nod, I come behind her to give her a peck on the cheek. "Thanks mom, love you." I whisper and she nods with a beautiful smile on her face. After that I run up to my room which was the biggest room in the house as it had my piano and my mini library inside. I quickly look around and grab my camera I take a few pictures just to remember my room. My walls are a gorgeous lilac colour and have a picture of a lion roaring above my bed which me and my dad painted. I also have few pictures of me and Bruce when we were younger. As I look at the pictures my thought suddenly drift to when I last saw Bruce, it was when his mom and dad just died and I was 9 years old as Bruce was 10. I saw him at the funeral sitting with his butler, Alfred, he was a nice man and an even better butler. He loved Bruce like he was his own. After my little memory lane I grab my suitcase and my flight tickets which were on my desk where my type writer was. With care I trail my finger on the type writer and tap it gently as a goodbye. When I get to my doorway I turn back and lean against it, looking at my room and closing my eyes, I think of all the memories that this room has. Steadily my eyes fill with tears and I cannot help but think of this one memory.
Flashback, 3rd person
Jodie was six and her dad, Robert Wayne has just come back from his work. "Daddy!" six year old Jodie screamed and jumped in Roberts arms as he walked through the door, he spun them around as Jodie screamed in delight. "Rob, put Jodie down or she'll throw up on you." Marilyn said to Robert and he sighed but did as she told him too but not before giving Jodie a sloppy kiss on the cheek and leaving some saliva as she pulled a face and shouted in disgust. "Awh! Daddy! Ew!" Jodie moaned as Robert laughed and pulled his wife into a kiss. Jodie watched in awe as her mom gave her dad a gentle smile and kissed his cheek before she looked over at Jodie. "Come on, Jodie." Marilyn spoke in a gentle voice as Jodie stood up and ran up to them taking care not to fall over her own feet. "Uppy, daddy!" Jodie pulled a face which had both of the parent's hearts melted. Robert picked her up and looked over at his wife as she pointed upstairs then to Jodie. "Jodie, sleepy time."Robert whispered to his all ready dozing daughter as they climbed up the stairs. Robert opened the door and gently placed his daughter on the bed, bringing the cover over her, he watched her sleep for a second before kissing her forehead and turning to leave the room to see his wife leaning against the door with a smile on her face. "You're so good with her, she won't let me put her to bed like that." Marilyn said and Robert laughed neither aware that their daughter was still wide awake. "She is my only daughter and I love her with all my heart. I would do anything to protect her even if it meant sacrificing my life for hers." Robert whispered and Marilyn took his arm, giving him a kiss and leading themselves out of Jodie's room.
End of Flashback, back to 1st person
I never forgot the words my father spoke on that day. Snapping back to reality I close my door and swallow the tears back. tightening my hold on the suitcase I walk downstairs where my mother is standing in front of the door with my coat and a hat. "It's cold. You better take these." she gives me the coat and puts the hat on my head, brushing my black hair back, she kisses my forehead and closes her eyes. "I'm going to miss you, this big house with only me in it. It's going to be lonely." mom whispers and opens her eyes which are filled with tears. "When's your flight?" she asks and I look at my flight ticket to widen my eyes. "Um...in about 40 minutes." I whisper and my mom's eyes widen too, without further notice she pushes me out of the house and points to the cab waiting outside. "Go, before you miss your flight. Ring me when you get to Gotham." she starts to cry and I kiss her cheeks and dab at the tears. "It's okay, mom. I love you. Goodbye for now." I whisper and bite my lip as I turn around I hear her crying but I bite my lip harder and sit inside the cab, quickly telling him to get me to the airport.
When I get to the airport I see that my flight is going to start boarding in about 10 minutes. I run up to a lady and show her my tickets. She quickly does everything she supposed to do and takes my suitcase saying for me to hurry up. I nod and run up to where my flight was boarding. I sigh in happiness and thank the lord. "Have a good flight, miss Wayne." someone says but I am too busy running up to where people were actually going onto the plane by stairs that I hated.
Time skip
I was finally in Gotham. Finally. After 8 agonizing hours of listening to children cry I made it! I jump up with a shout in happiness and as everyone stares at me weirdly I pull a face and say, "what? I'm happy, can a person not be happy?" they all turn back to what the were doing and I grin. That quickly slips off as I notice I have no one to pick me up. "Shit." I curse under my breath and rub my neck. As everyone gets off the plane I make sure to be the first one to get to the arrival section and show my passport and all that crap. When I have done that I walk up to where the suitcases was being released. After about 5 people got their baggage, I finally see mine and grab it. With dignity I walk into the area where everyone waiting for someone is and look for anybody who I could know. I look at one guy who has my name written on a piece of paper with nice writing. "Hello, do I know you?" I ask and smile at the man as he smiles back I gasp and my eyes widen, in front of me was my own cousin, Bruce Wayne. "Bruce!" I shriek and jump into his arms. "Jodie, welcome to my Gotham." Bruce says and embraces me tightly. "To 'your' Gotham? What are you the owner?" I ask with a teasing tone and Bruce winks. "I am the Prince of Gotham, Jay, be careful of what you say" Bruce answers back with a smile on his face and messes my hair up. "Come on, Brucieee" I sing and he tightens his jaw. "I might put you in jail for calling me 'Brucie'" Bruce says tightly and I laugh jumping on his back. "Bitch please. What would you do without me?" I ask and as he holds me up he looks down. "Arrogant much?" Bruce says and I laugh again. "Me? I think it's the other way around, my prince." I tease him and get a drop. When I fall off his back I fall on my arse and whine. "Brucieeee. Take my bag and lets go home" I order him and see him roll his eyes but do as I say. I stand and take Bruce's arm, knowing that Gotham was going to be my home for a loooong while.