Hi, everyone. Here's a new chapter. I'm sorry I've skipped two momths and a week, I just wanted to speed the story up. I hope it's good enough for you guys. I hope you guys enjoy it. If you have any ideas on were I should take the story, then tell me. Please, review!
Two months, two long, freakin' months of therpay. Talking about the same things over and over. Replaying my life over and over. But the thing is I know, I know I'm crazy. And I don't need a therapist, to tell me that. Speaking of therapist, my physchoanalyst, did last a really long time. Well, that was a until, her husband got her pregnant and she lost the baby due to stress. Everyone thought it was my fault, I just wanted to feel her tummy. was nice enough to let me. How was I suppose to know pushing a pregnant woman's stomach in will kill the baby? Eventhough, it was kind of funny to watch her face turn into shock to pain in the matter of seconds.
"You know, I heard about what you did."I looked up into those dark eyes of his. Jokers'.
"Aren't you suppose to be with guards?"
"Oh, well their alittle pre-occupied right now. If you know what I mean?"
I looked at with confusing written on my face.
"I put them to sleep, so to speak." Joker sat down next to me.
"What are you going to do, since your out for a couple minutes?"
He turned in his seat to look at me, "What you mean for a "couple of minutes"?"
"It depends on when and how you put them to sleep."
Joker smiled and said,"You know what? I like you. You seem so...so exotic."
I gave him a slight smile," Thanks."
"If you don't mind me asking, what are doing here?" I was in the medical wing, of the asylum. I had a splitting headache.
"I have a headache."
Joker was about to say something when the guards came running towards us.
"Sorry to cut this conversation short, but I gotta go. I'll see you around later." With that said, he took off running with guards chasing after him.
I sighed and said to myself,"Only in Arkham."
It was in the middle of the night, when I heard a loud crash sound. My eyes sprung open, then I saw flashing red lights and a loud alarm going off. It signaled a red alert, meaning really bad is happening or has happened. I got up out of my bed and walked over to my big, see through window. I saw guards and doctors running to something. Shouting and screaming, with fear and curiousity.
The door of my cell opened and in stepped Joker. He was dressed in a long purple coat, hexagon shirt, and purple pants. His usual attire.
"Are you just going to stand there and look at me, or are you going to come with me? Your pick." Without of second thought I ran out of the cell and soon gone out of Arkham Asylum.
It has been a whole week since, Joker and I broke out of Arkham Asylum. I'm loving ever minute of our freedom. I never knew it could be fun terrorizing Gotham. It's like a never ending adredaline rush. I was now as we speak watching Joker, pace the floor.
"Would you stop that? Your making my eyes cross." I knew what he was thinking about. On his last "mission" (robbing a bank) the Batman came and ruined his plans. Now, here he is making up more.
"I'm not stopping until, I'm one step ahead of Batman."
I tooked my feet off the table and stood up. I walked over towards him,"I'm just going to speed this boring process up a bit. Batman caught you, because weren't careful enough with your timing, right? Well-"
"I have a wonderful, idea! And your going to help me." Joker patted me on my head and kissed my cheek, smiling.
