Chapter Three.
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Early the next morning the sound of loud ruckus wakes Joker from his sleep. He rolls on his back and tries to listen to the fuss that is happening downstairs but he couldn't quite comprehend what was being said. He climbs out of his comfortable bed with a sigh and walks to his walk in closet, dressing in one of his popular attires.
Once fully dressed in nothing but sweatpants and his infamous purple coat, he emerges from his bedroom and walks to the stairs, descending them and walking to where he knows his goons would be.
The entire room goes completely silent when he enters the living room/kitchen. The air around suddenly changes and Joker can practically taste the thick anxiety on the tip of his tongue.
"What's going on here?" Joker demands as he stares all his goons down.
"Sorry, boss." Frost starts to speak as he takes a step forward. "New guy problems."
New guy… Booger.
Joker looks over at the new guy who just so happens to be the guy responsible for tying Shannon up. The one who practically bruised his new toy.
"Elaborate." Joker hisses out.
"He wanted to go upstairs and sneak up on the girl." Frost explains.
"Is that so?" Joker sneers.
"I told him no one is allowed up there." Frost justifies himself.
"Just curious, boss." Booger speaks up. "I won't hurt her…too much." He adds and bursts out laughing.
Joker feels the heat rising in the pit of his stomach, the anger radiating from him. His eyes staring daggers at Booger and his hands balled into fists at his sides.
Frost watches his boss' every move. He knows that look on Joker's face. He knows the madman is about to do something extremely violent so he takes a cautious step back.
Instead of ripping Booger's head off like Frost initially expected, Joker does the unexpected. He suddenly started laughing.
His infamous laugh…
But just as soon as it happed, it stopped.
"Lets get one thing straight here." Joker trails off. "No one is to go upstairs." He growls out. "No one is to touch her." Joker warns as he starts to walk over to Booger. "If I find any of you nincompoops up there defying me or my order…" He suddenly lunges at Booger who is leaning against the kitchen counter and grabs him by the throat, digging his fingers into the flesh and cutting off his airway. "I will personally see to it to have you punished." Joker threatens dangerously, his jaw set tight.
He lets go of Booger and turns on his heel, facing the rest of the crowd of goons as he gives them all a warning look. "Do I make myself clear?" He snarls, and all the men automatically nod their heads in understanding.
"Good." Joker says as he makes his way out of the room.
"Boss…" Frost calls out after Joker, making him stop in his tracks. "I found her purse on the backseat of the Escalade." He says before walking to the kitchen, retrieving the silver purse from one of the cabinets and walking back to Joker, handing it to him. "Not much to it, sir."
Joker practically snatches the purse out of Frost's hands and roughly rips it open. There really isn't much to it, only a phone, twenty dollars and a sheet of tablets. He reaches inside and grabs hold of the items inside, pulling them out of the purse. He looks the pills over and raises his brows as he realizes what they are for. Birth control, huh?
He sets his focus on the phone and unlocks it, stupid girl didn't even have a security code. He snoops through her texts and reads through the most recent ones, from some guy named, Daniel…
'Hey, Shan. Sorry I missed you last night, want to hang tonight?'
'You free or not? Let me know!'
Joker grinds his teeth together in pure rage. Who the fuck is this guy and what does he want with his toy. This won't do, this won't do at all…
Joker shoves the phone and the pills inside his back pocket and throws the purse across the room, hitting Booger straight in the face, making him squeal. He walks over to the counter where Booger is and juts his arm out, making Booger flinch instantly since he expected to receive a hit from the madman. But instead of hitting him, Joker just narrows his eyes at Booger and grabs the styrofoam container with food and a bottle of water next to the chunk of a man. He turns on his heel and heads out of the room, slowly ascending the stairs and to Shannon's room.
Someone has some explaining to do…
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Joker unlocks the door to Shannon's room and easily slips inside, finding Shannon asleep on the bed. He can't help but notice how the sunrays seeping through the window shines directly onto her sleeping form, making her look like some goddess of the sun with the way her long-brown hair that is draped all over the mattress has a golden tint to it, along with the white dress complementing her prefect skin tone.
He walks closer to the bed and places the bottle of water along with the styrofoam container on the edge of the mattress before climbing on, effortlessly crawling over Shannon's body and leaning over her, his hands supporting his weight on both sides of her shoulders and his right leg resting between her slightly spread legs. He looks down onto her face and notices how puffy her eyes are- most definitely from crying herself to sleep, along with the mascara from the previous night smudged all over her eyes and cheeks. The sight before Joker makes him grin widely to himself. He loved how broken she looks.
Joker lifts his right hand and places it gingerly on her left cheek, caressing her soft skin gently before it causes Shannon to make little moaning sounds in her sleep. He continues his caresses and Shannon absentmindedly tries to swat the annoyance away with her hand. Joker chuckles to himself before leaning forward while leaving feather light kisses all over her face and finally trailing down her jaw. Shannon breathes out softly and once again tries to swat the ticklish feeling away and it makes Joker chuckle even more before her abruptly grabs hold of her wrists, pinning them above her head none too gently causing their bodies to bounce on the bed from the force being used.
Shannon's eyes instantly shoot open and the first thing she stares into is Joker's grinning face that is peering down at her. She lets out a little scream.
Shannon was hoping for the past couple of hours to have been a horrible nightmare she would soon wake from. Having a malicious looking Joker peering down at her while sleeping isn't the ideal way she would have wanted to wake up to. If she were back home, Jennifer would be bringing her a cup of coffee before heading out to work early. Realization washes over Shannon, she just has to accept the fact that she is indeed not back home, but instead being kept prisoner by The Joker, the thought alone makes her eyes sparkle with tears.
"Goooood morning, Sunshine!" Joker sings aloud as he bounces both of them on the bed, letting out a laugh as he does it.
Shannon on the other hand doesn't say anything in return; she just moves her head to the side and avoids eye contact with him as she tries her best to blink away the tears. Joker leans forward once again and kisses the side of her face which causes Shannon to squirm as she tries her best to get away from him. Joker only tightens his grip around her wrists and presses his lower half to hers, making her struggling nearly impossible.
"Keep doing that, baby. That feels good." Joker says in a hoarse voice.
Shannon instantly stops her movements and lays dead still beneath him on the bed, making Joker laugh loudly.
"What's the matter? You don't like me anymore?" Joker pouts his lips mockingly as he gazes down at her.
Shannon just ignores the madman on top of her.
"Not much of a morning person, huh?" Joker presses on.
Shannon tries her best to make it seems as if she is unaffected by his patronizing, but Joker is determined to get a rise out of her, any kind of reaction at all…
Joker adjusts himself so that he's pinning both her wrists with only one of his big palms while he uses his free hand to move it down her body until it finally reaches the side of her right leg. He moves his hand to her inner thigh agonizingly slow, but when his hand reaches uncomfortably close to her crotch, Shannon starts to squirm again, trying her best to get him off her. Joker however is pleased with the reaction he is getting off of her, he loves seeing her so apprehensive.
Shannon quickly realizes the game Joker is trying to play. He clearly won't stop until she talks.
"I never said I liked you." She mutters out.
"That's not what I concluded from when you were kissing me last night." Joker leans closer to her, his mouth grazing her ear. "You remember that?" He breathes out and kisses a soft peck on the shell of her ear.
Shannon breath catches in the back of her throat and she involuntarily closes her legs tightly, caging his hips between her thighs. After realizing what she just did, Shannon instantly loosens the grip she has around him. "You made me kiss you." She argues.
Joker starts to chuckle. "I didn't make you do anything. That was all out of your own freewill."
"I was scared of how you would react if I denied you." Shannon justifies herself.
"Oh, you're saying you were scared of me?" He raises his hairless brow and Shannon just nods her head slightly. "That didn't stop you from kissing me back, did it?"
Shannon is suddenly at a loss for words. She can't ignore the kiss as if it never happened, and she can definitely not pretend she didn't kiss him back since they both know the truth. Just thinking about how they shared that sweet yet intense kiss makes her face turn crimson. She never even expected Joker to be capable of being gentle at anything, let alone kissing.
Joker remembers he had a reason for coming up to see her this morning. He already went too far off point, so he quickly gets back on track.
"How many boyfriends have you had?" Joker suddenly asks, his question taking her by surprise.
Shannon peers back up to him and furrows her brows in confusion. How can he ask her this? He already knows she's a virgin. He's probably just messing with her again, he has to be…
Joker sees the confusion in her face and smirks.
"I know you're a virgin, little girl…" He chuckles a bit. "What I really want to know is how far have you gone with a man?" Shannon's eyes widen instantly and her mouth parts open.
"Lets start off easy, shall we?" Joker runs his hand through her hair. "How many boys have you kissed before?"
Instead of giving Joker a verbal answer, her face heats up with embarrassment. She'd never kissed a guy before. All the guys she encountered she found way too immature to waste her precious time on, besides- she's always been a shy girl who mostly kept to herself.
Joker knows that look… It's the silent answer he was secretly hoping for.
Shit, she was so innocent.
"None?!" Joker starts to laugh. "So Daddy J stole your first kiss?"
Shannon's face flushes with embarrassment and she turns it to the side to avoid his intense stare. She hated him at this moment. She hated how he was making her feel like a little child.
He grabs her face in an almost painful grip and forces her to look at him. "You better answer me, little girl." His brow quirks up and his voice a threatening tone.
"Yes." She whispers.
"Yes, what?" He demands.
"Yes, you were my first kiss." She admits truthfully.
Joker's face breaks into a huge grin. Her answer evidently pleased him very much.
"So tell me, Shannon dear..." Joker mocks as he moves his free hand to her collarbone and grazes the skin very lightly with his fingertips. "Who's this Daniel guy?"
"What?" She asks stunned.
"'Hey, Shan. Sorry I missed you last night, want to hang out tonight?'" Joker parrots the text he read on her phone earlier. "'You free or not? Let me know!'" He looks down at her with a very displeased expression.
"How do you know about those?" Shannon demands.
"Answer. The. Question." He growls out.
"He's just a friend." Shannon quickly answers.
"Just a friend, huh?" Joker cocks his head to the side as he stares her down. "I want to believe you, I really do…" Joker starts to move his finger to her neck and softy runs it over her pulse, feeling how her heart pounds rapidly from anxiety.
"I promise, he's just a friend." Shannon whispers out.
"I want to believe you-" He reiterates. "-But I found something very interesting." Joker's hand leaves her neck and he reaches down behind him, drawing something out from his back pocket and dangles it in front of Shannon's face with raised eyebrows. "Why would I find birth control in your purse if you swore to be a virgin? You weren't lying to me, were you?" He narrows his eyes at her.
"No, I promise, I wasn't lying!" She exclaims.
"Why else would you be needing these then, Shannon dear?"
Shannon bites her lip nervously while gazing into his eyes. Surely this has nothing to do with him. He demands to know every little bit of information about her. God forbid she doesn't answer. He has no filter and worst of all, no boundaries what so ever.
Joker doesn't appreciate not having his questions answered immediately, he feels himself growing more impatient with every passing second.
"Shannon." He warns.
"I have irregular periods, okay? I use them for that reason, and that reason only." She promises.
Joker nods his head in understanding and snickers softly. He drops the birth control pack on the bed next to her and places his hand back on her neck, his fingers caressing it slowly, while the left hand still has her wrists pinned above her head.
"I'm a very possessive man, Shannon." Joker says with a malicious grin. "I don't share…" His fingers trail down the valley of her breasts and Shannon desperately tries to hold back a whimper. "And if I find out that you've been lying to me…" Jokers hand abruptly wraps around her throat and presses down with just enough force. "-Daddy is going to be very mad." He growls out, his jaw set tight.
Shannon looks up at him with pleading eyes, wordlessly begging him to let go. Joker still has her body pinned under his and in this position there's nothing she can do to stop him from strangling her to death. She's going to be killed by none other than the Joker, for something she hasn't done. Shannon starts to struggle underneath him, trying to get him to release her throat and allow her to take a much needed breath but he doesn't let up, not even a bit.
Joker can feel the rapid beating of her heart under the grip of his hand. He can practically see how the colour is starting to drain from her pretty little face while terror takes over. Her eyes swimming with tears that are threatening to spill any moment, all because of him… Oh yes, she is absolutely gorgeous.
He leans closer so his lips are grazing her jaw. "I will find out if you are lying to me." Joker whispers his promise in a harsh tone.
He releases the hold he has on her and sits up straight. Shannon instantly scurries as far away from him as she can, gasping for air through sobs.
"You're mine, Shannon." He growls out dangerously.
Shannon is sure she has never been so afraid in her whole life. Not even last night's incident can top this torturous one. Deciding it would be best not to provoke or anger Joker in any other why, all Shannon can do is nod while crying ugly tears, agreeing to the claim he has on her.
Joker gets off the bed and starts to walk to the door. "Take a shower. I don't want you to stink up the room." He says with a low voice.
"Mr. J-Joker…" Shannon calls out through sobs.
Joker stops in his tracks and looks over his shoulder at her.
"I d-don't have any cl-clothes." She says softly.
"Not my problem." Joker says in a nonchalant tone and strolls out the room, locking the door behind him.
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Shannon hasn't done much in the few hours after Joker left her room. She just laid on the bed and cried her eyes out. She was thankful Joker left her food, but she couldn't get herself to eat it. Thinking about food just makes her feel worse. She even tried to have a conversation with God a few times. She prayed for Joker to finally let her go home, or that someone would come save her, but no one will. She started to wonder if Jennifer figured out that she was kidnaped and if she called the cops or something. She wondered if Jennifer misses her as much as she does her.
'Don't cry, don't cry.' She tries to comfort herself as the tears start to form again.
The door suddenly bursts open and Shannon quickly jumps from the bed and scurries towards a corner in the room, making as much distance between her and Joker as possible. However, it's not him walking through the door, it's the one who took her to Joker back at the club.
She lets out a sigh of relief before slumping to the ground while watching the man's every move. She doesn't know him, nor does she trust him. For all she knows, Joker could've sent the man here to rape her and then kill her after his release. Joker did say he's not a rapist, but that doesn't mean his men aren't either.
"Boss sent me with these. He said you need to clean up." The man walks closer to the bed and throws a pair of jeans and a shirt to the bed along with what looks like hygiene products. She doesn't know why, but for some reason the smallest of smiles creep onto her face thanks to Joker's kind gesture. After bluntly telling her he doesn't care whether she had clean clothes or not, and then sending the exact thing she asked for along with cleaning products. Maybe Joker isn't as horrible as she was led to believe. He did scare the shit out of her earlier today, so maybe this is his way of apologizing...
Or maybe this is just a way to mislead her. Maybe he doesn't care at all. He grew sick of her and wants her to be clean before he rids of her lifeless body after this man kills her. He probably just wants his DNA or fingerprints scrubbed off her body so that no fingers would point back to him.
The smile quickly falls from her face. She desperately needs to get out of here somehow.
"Where is he?" She asks softly.
"Boss?" He asks and Shannon just nods he head.
"He left for a job with all the other men. He just left me to go get you these things. " Frost explains.
Shannon lets out a breath of relief and mentally thanks God. This is her chance...
This is her chance to escape this hell hole. Joker is gone and so are his men. There's no way she can get caught. She just needs to somehow get past this guy. It can't possibly be that hard, he's inside the room and left the door unlocked after all.
An idea pops into her head.
"The shower isn't working. Can you maybe check what's wrong for me, please?" She asks sweetly.
The guy just nods his head and walks towards the bathroom and Shannon quickly gets to her feet. When he walks through the bathroom door, Shannon runs towards the other side of the room as fast as she can. She rips the door open and lunges out.
"HEY!" The man yells and starts to follow her tracks. "Get the fuck back here!"
She notices that the door in fact locks from the outside, it's bolted to the wall. She shoves the door closed and locks it with the man now trapped inside. She takes a few steps away from the door as he bangs on it from the other side.
"Open up this fucking door!" He yells out while he violently bangs his fists on the wooden door.
Shannon lets out a breath of relief while falling back against the wall behind her. She takes a few much needed breaths before standing back up tall and continuing moving down the hall. She spots a flight of stairs and runs down them, her bare feet thudding loudly with every step. She reaches an area that seems to be used as a living area. She doesn't study her surroundings much, her only mission is to get out and run for her life.
She bolts to the front door. For once her legs are allowing her to move at a pace she needs them to go. She can make it. She's fast. Just a few more steps and she would be free. She would be safe... She felt a thrill run through her as her hand connects with the silver door handle…
And then she suddenly cries out in fear and pain as her body is roughly shoved with a terribly heavy force against the still closed door, her entire body aching from the impact.
She gets roughly turned around and a large hand wraps around her throat tightly. She locks eyes with her attacker.
"What do we have here..." Joker growls through clenched teeth, his jaw set tight in rage.