Warning: Abuse, sexual situations/references, possesive/obsessive joker, (possible drug use?) cursing...All the things you would find in a typical Joker story.
This is Nolanverse Joker, so yes, this will be Heath Ledger's Joker. I know what some of you might be thinking, "It's been years sense that movie has come out! Why write one now?" And the answer to that, if you were even wondering, believe it or not it was only three, yes, three weeks ago that I watched The Dark Knight (Yes, I am fashionably late) and got inspiration for this story. I did some character research, re-watched some scenes from the movie, looked at some comic strips of him from the comics, and even watched some scenes from Batman: The animated series so I could get some different, maybe more of that dark humor the joker has, so I can do this character justice. Harley Quinn will be in this story, but I will also have my OC. Not going to spoil it any more than that. Bah. I'm babbling. Who honestly even reads the authors notes anyhow? Anyways; Read, enjoy, review... You know.
"And don't come back, bitch." And with that, the door was forcefully slammed in my face for the third time this week. Thrown out by my asshole of a boyfriend, again. We had been together for half a year and I was so convinced he was the one. Now, all I wanted to do was get the hell out of there. The issue was, I had no where else to go.
Here's how it went down tonight; He was going off on one of his drunken rants, which I relunctantly listened to, sense I had no other choice. Then, out of nowhere, he was straddling me, kissing my neck, whispering huskily in my ear to come to bed with him. But for the past four months, all I could feel with him was anger and disgust. No matter how hard he tried to get me hot and bothered, I just ended up rejecting him, which he got all pissy and whiny, and angry. Only a couple of times would we have sex, and those times were just to get him to quit harassing me about it.
He fucking disgusted me.
"Not tonight." I simply said, trying to push him off me. He immediately went to grab my chin roughly, gritting his teeth. "You are an ungrateful little bitch, you know that Samone? I take your broke ass into my home, give you all my love, buy you nice things, and this is how you treat me?" I scoffed at that. "Give me all your love? Are you shitting me, Tyler? You throw me out of your god damn house what seems like two times every other week, talk to me like I'm some shithead, sometimes hit me even, and still expect me to fuck you? And you call that love? If I weren't so pissed I'd laugh!" He gave me a hard slap across my face before shooting up from my lap, stumbling a bit due to his drunken state, and yelled out in frustration "That's IT! Get the fuck out, Samone, and come back when you can appreciate me a little more." He dragged me by my hand as I kicked and screamed, tossing me on the porch.
And, well. That's how that happened. Not that I wasn't used to it by now. Still, for some reason, I always went back. I didn't have anywhere else to go. I figured I'd just to to the bar a couple blocks down for a couple of hours like I always did when this sort of thing happened. He never looked for me, only if I was out for more than two hours, which I usually wasn't. I wouldn't drink too much because I knew I'd be walking home, and in a place like Gotham you needed to have your guard up 24/7.
When I got to my usual bar, I sat down at my usual seat when my usual bartender noticed me. He walked over to me and sighed. "The usual?" He asked me. I chuckled a bit. "What, you mean my usual reason why I'm here or my usual drink?" I asked. He smirked and responded saying, "Your usual drink. But I'm assuming it's the usual situation, too." I sighed and nodded. "Yep. And yeah, I'll take the usual." He went to go grab a Corona out of the fridge and set it down on the table. "Your boy being a jerk, again?" He asked me, a hint of irritation in his voice. "Yeah." Was all I said before taking a drink of my beer. I wasn't in the mood to talk about him. Him, realizing that, sat there awkwardly before speaking. "So uh...Seen the news lately?" He asked stupidly. I laughed and nodded. "Yeahh...That crazy Joker guy running around town." I said, recalling some footage I saw of him and some of this henchman yesterday. "Guy's nuts. He's all over the place." He responded, polishing some glasses. "Pft, yeah. He and my guy would probably get along real swell." I said sarcastically, and he laughed loudly at that and agreed. We talked for a couple more hours, before deciding it was probably around the time I oughta be heading back home. "Well, Len, thanks for talking with me again. I'm sure I'll be seeing you soon." I said jokingly, but a twinge of dread went through me. His expression softened. "I'm always here, Samone." I smiled warmly, and before heading out the door I heard him call out to me. I turned around to face him as I opened the door. "Be careful while you're heading home, alright? Things are crazy these days...Can't let your guard down for a minute on these streets..." "Ain't that the truth..." I thought to myself. "I will, Len. Thanks." He smiled "You take good care of yourself, kid." He said before walking away. I smiled, slightly comforted by his words. "At least someone cares." I thought to myself. As I was walking home, my thoughts began to wander. Was this my life? Being kicked out all the time, going down to some sleazy, dirty bar, (Sorry Len) then going back home to face the hell that is my boyfriend all over again? A wave of sadness went over me as I thought about this. I shook the feeling off. "Pity parties have never gotten anyone anywhere, Sam." I thought to myself. Then, I got a strange feeling that I was being watched. I stopped dead in my tracks, looking behind me. Then beside me. Then all around me.
Not even a soul in sight.
I walked a bit more, before I felt a cold blade on my throat. I tried to let out a scream before a cloth covered my mouth. "Hell-o beautiful." I heard a voice whisper in my ear. Then, the scent of the cloth went into my nose then into my head, and all of my surroundings turned to blackness before I completely passed out.
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Well! That was my first chapter. Don't worry, there will be plenty of Joker and Samone in chapter two, and I will also be introducing Harley. So. Yeah. Watch out for that if you enjoyed this chapter? And forgive me if there are any errors. I am so tired and I do not have enough will to stay up any longer to go back and correct things. It took me forever to even brainstorm this chapter. Anyways, let me know what you think!
Buh-bye.