So, my obsession with the Heath Ledger Joker is back again…..so I just have to write a story Anyway I will be using things from The Joker Graphic Novel too. Just thought I'd mention that in case anyone thinks I'm trying to pass it off as my own lol Anyway ….here we go.
The Joker sat in the gritty bar he used to own. He watched the strippers and the men and listened to the music. All so different. So wrong. He shook his head and giggled to himself stretching his scars.
"Something wrong boss?" asked Chuck nervously. "Oh Chuck. There's no need for boss. I'm not your boss anymore. You're running the place now" said the Joker darkly. Chuck swallowed hard. "How do you like the place?". Joker glanced around the place. "Honestly….I hates it. It's dark and grubby. And there's not one decent looking girl in here". As he said it a girl approached the table. And she was beautiful. Her long brown curly hair hung over one shoulder and her green eyes were framed with thick black eyelashes. Freckles were dotted over her nose and cheeks. She wore a rocky T-shirt and dark skinny jeans with a pair of red boot converse. She was small but also had curves.
"Hi. Urmm…..one 'clowning around'" said the girl quietly, biting her lip. Her little hands shook furiously trying not to spill the cocktail she was holding. The Joker narrowed his eyes. "Did you just assume that was for me?" The girls eyes widened slightly and her lip trembled. "Oh no. I was told you ordered it. I'm sorry. I'll change it". She was stuttering and had turned a bright red color. The joker laughed and took the drink from her hands. "I'm kidding. God I have missed doing that to people". The girl quickly walked back to the bar.
"So you have hired a beauty. Who is she chuck?" said the Joker, flicking his tongue over his scars. "She never gave me a name. We just all call her kid around here. Very timid and quiet. She needed a job and I needed a pretty face. Sure she's pretty but she is one lousy barmaid. Can't believe how many glasses she has smashed". The joker shrugged while knocking his drink back. "Broken glass. Not that big a deal".
Suddenly there was a loud smash and the sound of groans and sighs. The Joker looked up to see the girl standing tensely holding an empty tray. Around her feet were glasses smashed. He smiled to himself.
Quickly a fat man stood up and swiped the tray away from her hands. He then hit her across the head with it and she fell to the floor. The Joker could hear the mixture between gasps and laughs. He stared blankly watching the scene in front of him.
"how hard is it to carry some drinks on a tray kid? See every time you drop something I'm going to hit you with the tray. Got it?" The girl sprung up from the floor, twisting awkwardly and jamming a shard of glass into the man's shoulder. He stumbled back and groaned slightly. Its wasn't deep. "And every time you lay a finger on me I will cut you deeper" she spat. It was hatred and anger and stress. All rolled into one. The man took the glass out of his shoulder. "So you do have a mouth on you". The girl looked down. "I get nervous! I would love to see you carry that many drinks on a tray". The fat man piled up the empty glasses from his table onto the tray and lifted them with ease. The girl could hear the laughing as the fat man swapped the tray in his hands and spun round. She just wanted it to stop.
BANG!
The girl looked at the once dancing fat man lying slumped on the floor. The smashed glasses surrounded his body and a perfect bullet hole was in the middle of his forehead. The girl looked at the Joker. He was stood up next to a pale looking chuck. His arm was outstretched holding a gun. He was grinning like the Cheshire cat. "oh dear. He's smashed the glasses. Hit him with the tray kid". He cackled manically while others gulped. The girl frowned and then held up her hands. "I'm done. I'm out of here" and she ran.
The Joker watched and nodded to himself. "Well I'm off chuck. It's been fun". Chuck stayed still, staring at his dead customer. "Don't worry chucky. I won't be back. I've got work to do". He ruffled chucks hair and then left through the same door the girl had.
Chuck breathed a sigh of relief. Good luck kid, he thought to himself. She's going to need it.