Crazy Love,

Bailey's Point of view

So they put me in Arkham, again. I'm getting tired of people saying I'm insane. Because I'm not ok, I'm not. I put my ear up to my cell wall and I'm hearing the guards talking,

"Hey did you hear about the new cell mate for that Bailey girl?"

What about a new cell mate? I thought to myself, then listened some more.

"Yeah I heard he was…The Joker's son." the guard said in a hushed voice, I was barely able to make that out. But The Joker's son, he'd kill me in an instant. I scared that we would kill me; if I was lucky he'd just hurt me and leave me for dead.

"Whoa I think I see him!" one of the guards said, then I froze. I stiffly walked to my bed and laid down; acting like I was asleep. Then I heard laughter, like none I've ever heard before.

"Just put him in there!" a guard said as another pushed him in. He had green hair, pale skin, insane exterior and almost red eyes that stared at me when he walked in. His teeth were formed into the most horrible grin; it could give Satin himself nightmares. He plopped down on the corner of my bed, giving me a crooked grin like he wanted something from me.;

"Don't you look lika doll, doll face?" He said giving me a sharp smile and cupping my face in his face. But I done something I shouldn't of: I slapped him.

"Get on your side of the cell and stay there!" I snapped at him. Immediately his eyes bulged when I said that. He squinted his eyes at me as he was walking to the other bed.

"You didn't have to slap me geez," He said as he was lying on the bed, "now you have no idea what I'll do to you tonight." He must have thought this was funny, because he was cracking up.

"W-why are y-you laughing?" I said in fear, stumbling over my own words.

"Because you're afraid ahahahaha!"

"No I'm not!"

"Sure you're not, ha-ha." He giggled, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up, and go to sleep!" I screamed.

After five hours I was asleep, but he woke me up. Can he ever sleep?

"Dolly?" he asked in a sleepy voice.

"Yeah" I said, my voice was slurred.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked sounding like a child.

"Well you called me doll when you first came in here, you teased me saying I was afraid, and you're waking me up at three in the morning. JJ that's not a good start on a friendship." I said sarcastically, but I think he thought I was serious.

"I'm sorry." He said, his voice sounded like it was in tears. I did not expect that to happen.

"It's ok" I said walking towards him. His face was buried in his pillow. So I sat beside him, rubbing his back as he talked to me. "Did he trust me? Does he even want to be my friend? "I thought.

It was morning and I woke up in JJ's bed. He was awake, watching me sleep. I got a little freaked out.

"AHHHH!" I screamed. Then he told me to hush. "Sorry he-he."

I walked over to my bed, to write in my diary and I wrote:

I now pretty much is acquainted with JJ

I now have a crush on JJ.

I looked around to see if anyone was watching me write that, then he asked me this,

"Can you tell me a story?" he asked setting in front of my bed, like a five year old would.

"Yeah ok. Once upon a time, the end."

"That's not a story, this is a story: Ladies and gentlemen, I have a story. At morning, in the middle of the night. Two dead men stood up drew their swords and shot each other. This is a lie and it is completely true, but if you don't believe me ask that blind guard out there. He saw it too." After he said that I cracked up laughing. "What is this funny to you?" he said chuckling.

"Yes this is!" yelled out laughing. "It didn't even make sense." I said then he walked back to his bed laughing. After that I took my diary and wrote:

I now pretty much is acquainted with JJ

I now have a crush on JJ

I am in love with JJ

I look up to see JJ looking at me; smiling at me. I smile back and wave, but see him trying to pronounce a word in a book. So I walk over to him and smile, and then help him pronounce the word.

"That is triumphant, tri-um-phant. What are you even reading?" I asked.

"War of the heart, I found it under the bed. But I have the most trouble reading, because my parents never took me to school. They said education wasn't important." He said with a frown.

"Hey don't frown, I don't like when JJ frowns. Ya know what, I'll teach you to read."

"You will?"

"Of course." I said with a smile looking into his dark orange eyes.