Chapter 2

After the week was over I returned to Spades with a sense of fear and some other emotion I could not describe. Maria met me at the door and told me that our new outfits were extremely hilarious. Her face said otherwise, as she looked at me with mild annoyance.

"I actually have an onesie at home, so."

I said taking out some glasses and began making drinks.

"You're a fucking nerd so I'm not surprised. Even so, how am I supposed to be sexy in that shit?"

"Better find out because he wants a fucking show by tomorrow."

Hazel said, approaching the bar.

"Make sure you get his drink in on time. It's annoying having to deal with his moods."

She smiled, flipped her long hair at me and walked towards the Gazebo and sat down on the couch.

"While you were at school Mr. J's been sleeping with her… Bliss sweetie I need you to get that he tends to ignore social ques and does what he wants. The money here is good, but this might not be the job for you anymore."

"What is he going to fuck her in the Gazebo for all to see?"

She just stared at me.

"Oh shit. What, ew."

She went to the sink and started power washing the dishes.

"Now he hasn't done anything yet, but when he gets in the mood he'll fucking do it where he likes."

Her eyes took on a distant look.

"You were his lover once?"

I asked rolling my eyes.

"Yea, Hazel may think what she's getting now is annoying, but she'll learn that his appetites tend to lean towards the extreme. If she's not willing to take it all he'll drop her."

"Where's the problem in that?"

I asked turning to her.

"If he's a sadist why would anyone want that?"

"Oh sweetie when it's good, it's good. You'll get there someday. Then you'll understand why we want to be his. The sex is fucking, uh, and the way he takes care of his girl is borderline royal. You'll never have to want for anything with him."

"You liked it?"

I'd rather never find out, but didn't want to tell her how extremely unlikely I'd be sleeping with Mr. Crazy.

"Hard not to, man knows what he's doing. Though, it's not always about our pleasure just his. There's this saying the more he takes care of you in bed, the more he likes you. Hazel has not been looking so well lately so I'll take a guess he's not treating her well."

"She's a bitch."

We laughed at that. Out of blatant curiosity I asked her more about what sex with the Joker is like.

"If he wants you then that's that. There's no escaping him."

"Does he force them?"

"Now, where's the fun in that?"

We jumped and turned to see the bedazzled Jokester himself standing behind me. He smiled and his grill reflected light from his sparkly vest.

"Oh continue. I'm curious as to what you think, Maria."

He took a pretzel stick and stuck it into his mouth and held it like a cigar.

His eyes never left mine and unable to bear staring at him any longer I looked back at her. I heard him growl.

She looked forlorn as she looked at him. I realized then that she loved him, as all women seem to do here.

The fuck, I thought, is his dick magical?

He laughed behind me.

Shit did he hear me, I thought it though.

"No women can tell you no because it's hard to deny you." She said wantonly.

I made a disgusted sound and walked away with the drinks in hand. I did not look back. After setting the drinks down at table 9, I went to take orders from the others. Everyone kept staring in utter horror and I knew why, but I was not going to turn around. I expected to see him and Maria on the table going at it.

If I can just get through tonight, I'll be fine. I handed a drink to one of the guys at my last table and a pale hand reached for it and drank it. I turned to see him smiling, his large red lips expanded into a sneer. He put the glass down and looked at me. He seemed peeved about something.

"Now did I say you could leave the discussion about how magical my dick was? I also don't remember getting my drink now. Maybe I did."

He looked over at his spot and saw no drink waiting for him and turned back to me.

"Nope."

He laughed that fucking weird ass laugh again. I couldn't help but crack a smile at it. He saw me smile and took a breath. He seemed to calm down from it.

"I'll go make it now. I did not want to intrude on your conversation and I already made these before you came in so-"

He raised a pale hand and waved me away. He mouth was open in a sneer as he walked towards his spot. He seemed confused.

I walked over to Maria.

"What the fuck! What the fuck!"

I whispered at her.

She just smiled.

"He likes you honey."

"What the fuck! Why?"

"You're so cute. You do realize that there's a mirror around the bar right? He saw your face during the whole exchange. I tried hard not to laugh, but it was incredibly funny."

"You were fucking with me! I thought you were being serious."

"Oh I was, but messing with you was an extra bit. Oh don't worry, he's not that bad. You ran away and he followed. Don't do that and he won't have a reason to be interested. Felt good though, seeing him enjoy himself with a little fun."

"I thought he always has fun"

"Yea, but this time no one died."

She smiled and walked away when she was called to perform for the customers.

Throughout the night I had to catch myself from staring. He looked ridiculous with that gaudy outfit. I would giggle to myself as I thought about how funny he looked. His skin looked like someone had thrown white paint on him and his hair still reminded me of sherbet. His white skin was covered in tattoos and he was clearly wearing lipstick. He looked like a clown, but I guess that was what he was going for. I mean his skin wasn't a choice shit got crazy when he fell in the acid bath. Despite, how crazy he looked he was still handsome. I could not ignore that and his eyes were a stunning crystal blue.

I could not stop myself from looking back at him. He was interesting to watch. His face either lit up at certain things or darkened when he was upset. He was an animated kind of guy. I doubt he had a boring bone in his body. I got a signal from one of the goons surrounding him for two drinks. He was entertaining guest today. I heard that a lot of guys either lost their standing with him or their lives. The idiots thought that they could swindle him. A real gangsta counts his, own money. I finished making the glasses and headed over. I was excited to be near him and scared at the same time.

She walks like a fucking board. So stiff, makes me want to mess with her. No no, leave her be man. She's vanilla. Since when were you interested in popping cherries? Mm, I bet it taste good... Joker thought to himself. The voices in his head often argued.

"Sir?"

He looked at the guy to his right and stared. Marcus, no, David. He thought trying to remember the man's name.

"Yes, David."

"It's Marcus sir... David. She's here."

Turning back towards the woman in front of him he could see that she was nervous. Her eyes were shifting around trying not to make eye contact.

Mm, I'll mess with her. Chuckling, he raised his hand and directed her to sit.

"Bliss, sit next to me"

"I have to get back to work, sir-"

He chuckled. She's really working on my nerves. "Did I hear a yes, I think I did. Did you David?"

The man nodded in agreement.

Signing she sat a distance from me. I sniffed myself wondering if I smelled bad. I smell fucking great. I waved her closer and she stared like a deer in headlights. Her brow furrowed and her eyes told me to leave her be. The voices wanted me to drag her ass closer, but that's no way to make friends. I tried to seem friendlier by smiling, but she seemed more uneasy.

"Sit closer, closer, closer, there. I swear on my honor as a scout I won't do anything."

"You were a boy scout?"

She asked intrigued.

I didn't have the heart to tell her I was lying. I had no idea who I was after the fall and I didn't care much to know. The Bat tried to tell me, but that life was dead like the man who fell in. So I wrapped my arm around the couch above her shoulder and made up this story about how I used to get all these badges and was always trying to help the old and feeble. She smiled. Ah, so sweet like candied apples.

"I thought you lost all your memories back at the asylum?"

Hazel asked sitting on his other side.

Bliss stiffened around my arm. I knew she did it on purpose. Girl was extremely clingy. I should dump the broad, but her head game was strong. Damn she could suck my soul out with those lips.

"Yea, I was lying."

I laughed it off, but I was seething.

Bliss made some excuse as to why she needed to leave and I let her go. Hazel was trying to excite me, but I was not going to let her have her way. She messed up my fun and now she won't be having any of her own. I watched her as she glared at Bliss. I watched Bliss's ass as she returned to the bar. It was small, but I could still get a good grip. Mm, just like a candied apple. I shook myself and turned towards Toni. I just appointed him to drug duty. He'd just got back from a major score with some college kids. He was raving about how the shit got them hooked and craving more. I did not really care, but it was my turf and if anyone's going to be selling, it'll be me. I noticed him checking out Maria and part of me grew angry. She was mine like everyone here. No one gets to touch the Queen's unless I say so, but it seems somethings been going on for some time. People were forgetting their place. I called her over and told her to dance for me. I could feel Bliss's eyes on me and I wanted to look, but I needed to teach this fuck a lesson.

"You want."

I asked him.

He swallowed, heavily. My thoughts ran rampant. Cut his pretty face. He thinks he's better than you. Kill him; no fuck her right in front of him. Damn them. The voices were getting to loud.

"Shut up!"

I shouted and everyone stopped. It was like even through the blaring music they were all watching me trying to gauge my reaction. Maria folded her legs under her and looked at the ground. Hazel followed suit. I realized then that I had spoken aloud and everyone was in a tizzle. I looked for Bliss and found her staring at Maria in horror. I guess to an innocent like her this is not something she's seen before.

"We're going out."

I said standing and heading for the door. I did not look at Maria or Hazel. My eyes were on Bliss. She stared back unblinking, raged filled her eyes. Eh, what can I do, that's how things were. She'll probably be gone by next week. This life was too much for her fragile mind.