Hello again, here we are for another ... installment.
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STOCKHOLM SYNDROME
Chapter four - Soul
The Joker had spent the entire afternoon in her company, sitting in the same position on the other side of the room to her. No matter how hard Rachel tried her gaze always flickered back to him.
It seemed like he had the attention span of a 4 year old. He would be playing with his knife, running the pads of his fingers along the blade like it somehow comforted or deeply amused him to be so close to something so sharp, the next time she looked at him he was reaching into his pocket pulling out a deck of cards.
Rachel watched him out of the corner of her eye, he was doing some impressive card tricks and she heard him mutter a curse when he messed one up sending cards flying everywhere.
The next time she risked a peak at him he was staring at her with a sadistic grin on his face like he knew something that she didn't know. Rachel couldn't handle his gaze, it was bothering her immensely.
It was as if he was looking into her soul trying to pick out all the bad things she'd done in her life, all her sins. It was as if he was looking for the monster, the villain in her.
Rachel really didn't want to say another thing to this man sitting across from her, but nature was calling, she felt her bladder protest at the thought of holding on for too much longer.
'This is going to be an awkward conversation' she thought cringing to herself.
She cleared her throat, grabbing his attention. "I…need to go to the bathroom" she said in a quiet voice.
"Oooookay" The Joker said looking at her like she'd just sprouted a second head.
Rachel blinked unsure about what to say next.
"Well… go on then" he said gesturing to the door behind her that she guessed led to the bathroom.
"Are you going to go or not, because frankly I don't fancy cleaning Ur-ine from myyy clean floor" The Joker said pointing to the floor.
Rachel looked at the floor and cocked an eyebrow, 'he calls this a clean floor'.
The floor looked like it hadn't been cleaned in weeks, months even. In fact Rachel was starting to wonder if The Joker owned this place or was simply squatting. The place looked as though it was ready to be bull-dozed
"..You're just going to let me go to the bathroom by myself?" Rachel said surprise evident in her voice.
"..Would you like me to go with you...Raaachel, you're a big girl now; I think you can handle it! I believe in you Rachel Dawes!" he said mockingly. "Of course…. I would...Not mind … ac-company-ing you to Said bathroom".
Rachel rolled her eyes, typical that he'd make a joke out of something as simple as this.
"Is everything a joke to you?" she said frustration leaking into her voice.
A sinister giggle echoed through the room
"They do call me… The Joker… so yes, my life is full of Jokes".
Rachel scoffed.
"Aww… Why so serious Rachel? You really ought to smile more" The Joker said, grin widening.
"You know……they say smiling is good for the soul".
"Its not done you any favours" Rachel said looking into The Jokers eyes, the eyes she'd always been frightened of. The more she thought about it the more she realized his eyes scared her because she saw nothing in them, they were so empty…empty and soulless.
"They also say the eyes are like window into a person's soul, and you know what Joker when I look into your eyes……. I
don't see anything. So tell me…what killed your soul? Was it the same reason you got those scars... Did daddy beat you up as child...? Or was it mommy..." Rachel couldn't get another word out, for The Joker had jumped up, grabbing fistfuls of her matted hair pulling her to her feet.
Rachel yelled out in surprise and pain as she felt herself getting pulled to her feet from her hair.
She was faced with the Joker but what surprised her and shocked her most was the look in his eyes, those normally empty eyes suddenly brimming with hidden emotions, the main emotion radiated from him was anger an anger so deep and so consuming that Rachel felt herself shaking.
"Oh…Beautiful your shaking….are you scared?" he said, Glasgow smile widening.
Rachel was scared, so scared that she couldn't respond, she felt her breath quicken, her heart rate increase and her insides jumble.
Bringing his hand to the back of her head, he brought her head closer to his,
"What was it you said… ahh yesss…. My eyes... Do they scare you…? Or is it my scars?"
Rachel whimpered as The Joker yanked on her hair making pain radiate through her again, she could feel a sob working its way up her throat but she refused to let him know how much he was affecting her.
"You see… Rachel, I….was a handsome young man, you may not see it now but I was, and I had this brother. He was alwaaaays jealous of little ol' me. So jealous that one day after having just one to many girls turn him down…… he…. lost… his mind."
The Joker reached into his pocked pulling out his knife again, pressing it to Rachel's lips.
"Soo…that night when I came home with this girl….beautiful….. Like you... He jumped me!. Get this. .he told me… he said… you need to smile more...broth-err….with the girl watching, he shoved the blade in my mouth cutting my tongue open in the process" The Joker put the blade in Rachel's mouth so far it made her gag and taste her own blood.
"I start… choking on my own blood, the girl……she's screaming…begging him to stop…." The Joker was now almost growling out the words, twisting the knife in Rachel's mouth cutting open her gums.
Rachel felt the tears that she had been holding back run down her cheeks,
"Stop..." she managed to sob out despite the blade in her mouth.
"…Yeah… like that…. Anyway... He twists the blade a little more and I can feel him cutting my mouth open, he says….. Girls love a smile… lets put a smile on that face!" The Joker leaned in even further if it was even possible.
"And you know what the funny thing is…..Rachel…. girls won't even look at me now!"
The Joker's eyes bored into hers as he slowly removed the knife from her mouth still holding her head to his.
"...There's nothing stronger than a brothers love am I right Miss Dawes?" he nearly whispered and with that he shoved the sobbing girl into the bathroom door, turning and walking away.
Rachel opened the door and slammed it shut behind her clutching her chest and sobbing near hysterically, spluttering she walked over to the sink spitting the blood from her mouth into the basin.
She felt like her heart was going to explode from the pace it was pumping; she clutched her stomach, nausea overwhelming her. She groaned, bending over clutching the sides of the sink until her knuckles turned white.
It was only then that she realized that she still needed to use the toilet, with shaking legs that threatened to give out on her at any moment she made her way to the toilet.
After she had finished she made her way over to the sink, washing her hands she slowly raised her head to take a look at her self in the mirror and winced. She looked awful.
Her hair looked like a bird had decided to make it its home, her eyes were red and slightly puffy from crying, her mouth was dried and cracked and she still had her own blood smeared on her cheeks.
She was a mess, Rachel couldn't help but wonder what Harvey would think seeing her this way, and would he be disgusted? She looked at her mouth again, really taking in the way her blood was smeared into a smile. It was like her reflection was laughing at her, mocking her.
Looking at her laughing reflection she felt a pull in her stomach, the way her reflection was looking at her, it reminded her of the way The Joker looked her, the way he made her feel.
Rachel felt her breath quicken again, how could this man…if you could even call him that have this kind of affect on her it was as if he had crawled his way inside her, making his way under her skin. Constantly laughing at her.
Rachel couldn't stand it anymore she turned on the tap, wetting her hands; she started scrubbing at the dried blood on her cheeks, desperate to erase that mocking smile.
She could feel her fingers tremble as she nearly rubbed her skin raw, leaving red finger nail marks on her pale skin.
Once all the blood was gone, she felt her legs crumple beneath her making her collapse to the cold tiled floor of the bathroom.
The blood was gone, yet she still felt like The Joker was laughing at her, crawling his way inside her slowly but surely and burying himself within her where he'd lay forever.
Rachel shivered and wrapped her arms around herself desperate to stop herself from shaking; she was cold, and alone. She felt tears threaten to fall again, she couldn't take this anymore.
She wanted to go home.
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The Joker paced back and forth around the room, feeling his fists clench and unclench, this was getting too much. That girl... That annoying, insufferable…yet intriguing girl was going to be the death of him.
How much longer could this take, how much longer could he have this Woman around without making him crazy…..crazier.
He'd wish Batsy would hurry up and fly to his damsel's rescue already.
Plans were so frustrating, this was why he always stuck to spontaneous acts of anarchy, they never disappoint, soon as you start planning something everything goes to crap.
The Joker let out a yell of frustration punching the wall with his fist, he felt pain ripple through his knuckles, spreading through his hand and radiating up his arm. He could feel the skin of his knuckles breaking and his bones bruising. Crying out somewhere between pain and pleasure he laughed hysterically.
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