AN - Heya! Heres my first Joker fanfic, based on Joker from The Dark Knight. I began writing this just maybe a week after seeing the film, due to being ill from hospital. Luckly i saw the film a day before having an operation, you know just in case :D. I'm up to nearly 30 chapters so far which all need editing lol
Thanks to my lil Stumper Humper for editing this for me and being just freaking awesome in every way :D
So original characters I've used, Joker so far, belong to creators and rightfull owners, NOT ME. I so freaking wish haha. I just write for the joy not to make any profit. Characters I own are Madison, Amber, Riley, Max, Leo and Adam.
Quick note: The whole path thing is based on an actual path i have to walk from college, the joy.
WARNINGS! - Language!! and some violence (not alot or hardly any but just to be safe)
Enjoy XO XO
Beginning Of Things
Just a normal day at work, stuck behind this stupid counter selling overpriced makeup. I sigh as I watch the people rush past me shopping.
"Don't be like that, Maddie. Cheer up, you're leaving in a couple of hours for good!"
Amber, my sales partner and best friend, says to me. She's messing with her perfectly dyed blonde hair in the mirror, while I keep my head on my palm, moving my eyes to her then back to the people moving in front of me. Rushing to do nothing but shop.
"Don't these people want to do more with their lives?" I always tend to ask that even though I should be asking myself the exact same thing, but as Amber so kindly reminded me, I'm leaving this place for good!.
Finally time to break free! Moving over here to the US when I was 18, did break me free from my old life back in the UK, but not as much as I wanted. I wanted excitement, adventure, to see the world.
"I know, yeah, but the day just seems to be dragging so much!" I groan as I put my forehead on the glass counter, I hear Amber come closer to me, suddenly feeling her hugging me, I lift my head up.
"Awww, I remember when I first met you here, the weird girl with the British accent." She says as she hugs me, her hair spilling over my shoulder as she does.
"It seems to have faded…"
"Wow, Amber, thanks! Really touched by your love." I say sarcastically as she releases me.
I look up at the clock across from me "Hurry up!! hurryup hurryup hurryup!" I chant.
"Augh! Plus, I have to walk that creepy road tonight!"
"Why don't you take another road?" Amber asks, arranging the many colors of eyeshadow in front of her.
"I can't, really. I don't know the area that much, and the other ways seem so long compared to it. I dunno though, I think the reputation of that road is getting to my head a bit." I say as I get to my feet to help out a customer.
"What do you mean, reputation?"
I smile, putting the customers items in a plastic bag. One light pink eyeshadow, a lip pencil in a slightly darker shade than the lipstick the customer was wearing now.
"Thank you for shopping at Dusk's Cosmetics." I say with a smile.
"Well, it's known as "The Black Path" apparently."
I turn back to Amber who's listening intently and popping her bubble gum.
"Some friends told me. I've also been on the net to check it out. I dunno, I've felt like someone's been watching me as well these past few weeks."
"Oh yeah! I've heard those stories, all those girls getting kidnapped and shit..What the hell you walking down there for!? How come you didn't tell me?" She asks, hitting my arm.
"You never asked." I laugh.
"That's gonna be on my mind all the freaking time now." She scowls.
"Awwww, you DO care!" I laugh as I playfully hug her, like a child hugging their favourite teddy bear
"It's not funny, something could have seriously happened to you walking down there!" She says in an angry tone.
"Well, nothing has. And I doubt something will. Tonight of all nights." I say as I look at my bag, which is hidden under the counter, since bags on the workfloor are forbidden.
Screw leaving my bag in the locker room where anyone could get at it, I wouldn't steal any of this rubbish anyway, eyeliner is the only thing for me.
I giggle to myself at the thought of me hugging a huge stick of eyeliner as I look through my bag.
"You have too much shit in that bag of yours, all those facepaints and music players." Amber says, using her free hand to wave around in the air.
"It's SOME facepaints and ONE music player, cell phone....SHIT!" I say as I go through my bag again.
"Lost it?" She asks.
"Nope...forgot I left it at home, battery was dead." I say in a sigh of relief.
Time passes, more customers, more time wasted starring at that damn clock, I could have sworn it didn't move for about an hour.
Forever freaking passes and I'm still stuck behind the glass counter playing with one of the small silver hoops earrings I'm wearing. Suddenly I feel a hand come down on my shoulder, I look at it and recognize the manicure straight away.
Looking up i see Amber's..oh god she's giving me one of her sad looks.
"BE FREE!" She says loudly. I look at her, confused. She moves her head, motioning to the clock on the wall.
"YES!" I jump up, fists in the air. Amber grabs me in a tight hug.
"To be honest, I'll miss my best buddy when she's roaming around the world to catch guys." She laughs. I laugh with her.
"I'll be back tomorrow to fully sign out, I can't do it tonight for some reason. So Maggie asked me to come back tomorrow." I confess.
Amber pulls me away from her at arm's length "Bitch." She smiles
I grab my bag from under the counter along with my black hoodie, watching the clock as I put it on, I turn to whatever employees were left in the store.
"Seeya tomorrow guys" I smile, walking out of the store into the white clean mall, then out onto the not so clean street.
"Fuck me its cold" I say to myself, adjusting my hoodie for extra warmth. I put a hand in my shoulder bag to take out my music player. "Might as well have some company" I say to myself again.
Now walking down the street, head down too preoccupied in selecting which music I want to hear to be concentrating where I'm walking.
Nickelback - Never Again.
"Perfect." I say, putting my right earphone in. I leave the left one hanging down the front of my hoodie, just in case I hear anything weird as I'm walking.
Coming up the "Black Path" finally, I can't wait to get this part of my walk fucking over with. I turn down the road, singing to myself.
"She's just a woman, Never again…" I sing to myself walking down the road.
Suddenly, I see a young man perched on the wooden fence to my left, wearing a dark blue cap and a grey baggy hoodie with some worn jeans. Trying not to stare too much which is one of my things I tend to do. I notice his curly surfer-dude hair, in my words, is slightly tied back.
His head is faces down to a drawing pad he seems to be sketching in. I'm walking past him quickly, then he looks up.
I nearly stop where I'm walking but I scream in my head to keep going. Oh, god his face...those scars! Oh my fucking god… I think to myself.
How the hell do you get such scars in the first place? I shiver just thinking about it.
He looks at me deeply as I pass him. My eyes flicker over him, he smiles at me softly.
"With those hands, Lookin' just as sweet as he can." Nickelback sings in my ear and I smile back to him, hoping that I didn't seem rude.
Finally fully past him, I close my eyes in relief. I grab the dangling left earphone and plug it in my ear. My eyes widen as I feel a twinge of pain from something.
Whatever it is fuck it! I yell at myself as I begin to walk quicker, the feeling of being watched creeping on me.
XO
So there's chap 1. I really hope you like it please don't forget to R&R I'd love to know what you think and ways i can improve and even ideas if you have any :)
So Love, Peace and Put A Smile On That Face!
