Welcome Back to the Asylum

Ch 10

Work Hard or Else...

Joker set foot into the old classroom and saw his son, still tied down to the bed and looking miserably uncomfortable.

Gabe's attention fell on his father, "What do you want?" he growled and pulled against his cuffs.

"The access code to your fortune. What is it?"

Gabe burst out laughing, "Ha! Oh wow! You haven't figured it out yet? What? Your skanky girlfriend downstairs couldn't even break it?"

Angry, Joker stomped over to the side of the bed and struck his son hard across the face with his fist, "Shut the fuck up! I admit my associate can be a dunce but I'm not turning away from this plan until I get back what is rightfully mine! The longer you hold out my son, the longer your family is exposed to me!"

"They'll figure you out!" Gabe shouted.

"Joker cracked a smile, "They haven't yet. Must be dim! Like you..."

Gabe groaned as his father sat down on the edge of the bed. He wanted to say something, but he figured he didn't want to cause his father to do anything rash towards Willow or the kids. He was dying to know how his family was and if they were safe. "Did you hurt them?"

"Course not! In fact, they love me! It's hilarious how well I'm filling in your shoes...and your wife," Joker added for good measure.

Gabe frowned, "Why am I not surprised?"

Joker's smile widened, "Gotta tell ya son, Willow's gotten a lot better since our first time together, heh heh!" He expected Gabe to be angry, but his son appeared relieved. Joker's brow furrowed, "Looking far too pleased for someone who's wife has been fucked by a criminal."

Gabe turned to look at his father, "It's not the worst thing you could put her through."

"Right...I haven't killed her yet." The clown smiled and started ruffling his son's hair. "But I'm not going to do that. I kinda like having a willing partner who practically begs me for it."
Gabe shook his head, trying to get his father's fingers out from his hair. However Joker tugged hard, forcing Gabe's neck to arch back. "Guh!" Gabe groaned as he was now nose to nose with Joker.

Joker was trying out a new tactic, "I think your family likes the new 'Gabriel'. Maybe I should keep you locked away where nobody can find you and I'll be living the happy life. Lots of money, kids that love me, and all the sex I can get! Hmm...like a dream..." Joker let go of Gabe's hair.

Gabe shook his head in disbelief, "You are so full of shit!" he shouted and then cried out as his head turned to the left sharply, having been smacked across the face by his father's calloused palm.

"Always the little bastard..." Joker said and straightened out his shirt. He grinned at his son and looked him over, "So, how is my associate treating you?"

"You picked some twisted individuals...she's as bad as you are!" Gabe growled. Another strike to the face temporarily disoriented him.

"Don't compare that skanky bitch to me!" Joker shouted and he was about to hit his son again.

"She's exactly like you! Perverted, twisted, a sick freak!" Gabe's eyes bore into his father's and finally Joker lowered his hand and a wide grin replaced his grimace.

"I see, I see. Looks like I'll be having a little chat with my dear Lily. It was a lovely visit my son!"

"Stay away from my wife!" Gabe yelled as his father headed back towards the door, but the clown ignored him.

Joker slammed the door closed, still hearing his son shouting at him and laughed heartily. He was getting to the boy and loving it. Joker skipped down the stairwell and back into the room where he left Lily to her own devices. He pushed open the door forcefully, scaring the hell out of her and she cowered in her seat.

She prayed he wouldn't come near.

He laughed and approached her very slowly, raising his hand towards her, causing her to flinch and squeeze her eyes shut. He didn't strike her, only reached for her chin and gently lifted her jaw to make her look at him. "Open your eyes," he demanded.

Scared if she didn't, Lily cracked open her swollen lids and peered up at her boss. The whites of her eyes were red and her cheeks were tear-streaked. She was sitting very awkwardly, still hurting from the rape. Tears were slowly welling up in her eyes again.

"Sweetheart," Joker began and he happily watched as tears poured over her cheek bones. He slowly brought his palm down towards her throat and once again grasped it tightly before raising his voice to shout at her. "Who the hell gave you permission to fuck my son? What the fuck were you thinking?" he screamed in her ear.

Lily's eyes squeezed shut and she pressed her palms against his chest to keep some distance. She could feel his hot breath on her face and his fingers tightened, nearly cutting off her air once again. She tried to mouth her apologies, but Joker only laughed in her face and suddenly she found herself on the floor holding her now throbbing cheek. Joker had hit her very hard across the face with a fist and blood trickled out of the corner of her lips. Then she curled up into a ball as his foot slammed into her stomach. "Please...stop..." she begged, holding her ailing belly and praying he wouldn't strike her again. "I'm sorry..." she sobbed. She cringed when the clown knelt down next to her and he shoved her onto her back. Then he crawled onto her, pressing his 192 pound frame against her already bruising stomach. He was facing towards her legs and her hands were wildly grabbing handfuls of his shirt and pulling.

"I guess I'll just have to teach you one more lesson in making decisions without consulting me first. You made a deal with me when we first started working together. I'd give you what you wanted and I'd happily pay you handsomely. You couldn't wait and went against our deal. I don't like it when my subordinates break promises!" Joker shouted and he quickly wrenched one of her legs underneath his in a very uncomfortable position. If she tried to move it, she'd bust her knee. Her other leg was outstretched and his heel dug into her ankle. Joker lifted Lily's skirt and peered down at her blood-stained nether region. "That doesn't look very good sweetheart. Why don't I..."

Lily screamed loudly when she felt a pair of fingers penetrate her folds and she began pounding her fists on Joker's back. He wasn't stopping. In fact he was pumping his fingers in and out of her body, causing her to bleed out even more.

"Awe, hurts doesn't it?" Joker said blissfully and he ripped his fingers from her core to study them. Blood seeped down his white digits and he grinned from ear to ear. "Makes my fingers resemble candy canes." He shoved them back into her folds and stroked harshly along the roof of her vagina; digging his nails into the soft contours until she screamed bloody murder.


Gabe rolled onto his side as best as he could, pulling against his cuffs. It had been several hours since he'd seen his father and Lily didn't show up to let him use the bathroom nor brush his teeth. He desperately needed to pee and would likely have an accident soon if she didn't come. He peered around the room to see if he could spot anything that may help him escape. Unfortunately he couldn't reach for anything and that last few hours he had contemplated his escape. Since Lily was so obsessed with him, he decided to use this infatuation to his advantage and attempt to seduce her enough to where she would remove his cuffs or even loosen them.

He didn't have a chance to really plan anything and his attention turned to the creaking door. It slowly opened and Gabe saw the disheveled figure of Lily limping through. She was moving in such a way that she resembled a hunchback with a gimpy leg. Her makeup was smudged terribly and her hair was a disaster. Gabe then noticed a massive splattering of blood on her legs, most of it saturating her skirt and staining her inner thighs. Every step was obviously painful for her and she attempted to sit down on the nearby chair. She grimaced when her rear connected with the wood and tears leaked down her face.

"What happened to you?" Gabe asked, but he received no response. Before he had the chance to ask again, his father burst through the door looking far too happy.

"Hello my son!" Joker greeted cheerfully and he sat down on the edge of the bed once again.

"What the hell happened to her?" Gabe quickly asked again and he shifted his position on the bed to try and move away from Joker.

Joker grinned at Gabe and then he briefly looked at Lily. "Oh well, you see my boy, I don't like it when my underlings break contracts with me and go behind my back to seek gratification for themselves and without my permission. You sign a contract with me, even a verbal one, you keep your word...or be punished."

"What did you do to her?" Gabe barked and he looked at the seriously injured Lily, almost feeling sorry for her.

"Oh...just had a little fun. She wanted to be fucked by a legend...and fuck her I did." Joker laughed at the girl's misfortune. "Was it legendary my dear? Exactly what you wanted?" Joker spat out at her.

From the other side of the room, Lily did not turn her head but slowly nodded and kept her face hidden behind her messy hair. Gabe could see her shoulders occasionally twitch and her stomach contract from sobbing. Now he truly felt for her because he used to endure some of Joker's brutal beatings but he could never experience what she must have been put through.

"You shredded her..." Gabe accused and frowned at his father.

"Indeed I did. But worry not my son. She'll heal and I guarantee she won't ever think to take advantage of you again." Joker reached for Gabe's cuffed wrist and began undoing it. "I'll be your escort for tonight." The clown then pulled a revolver from his waistband and pointed it at Gabe as he removed the last of his son's cuffs. Gabe silently made his way to the locker room and did his business for the night while his father kept throwing hints of what he planned to do to his wife the next time they made love. Gabe wanted to lash out at him but held his tongue and his fists in order to protect his family. He would have to remain calm until he could make his move and escape unbeknownst to Joker. The trip back to his room was slow and Gabe dealt with in depth descriptions of how his father pleasured his wife. It sickened him and he could only hope that Willow would figure it out. Then again, the sooner she figured it out, the quicker Joker may attempt to hurt her or the kids.

Joker strapped Gabe back down to the mattress and he slipped the gun back into his waistband. "So kiddo, I'll be heading back now. Just as soon as I put on my face. You be good and if Lily gives you any trouble again...be sure to tell me..." Joker grinned and he turned his attention to Lily, "No funny business sweetheart."

Afterwards, Joker left the room and returned downstairs to reapply his makeup and contacts. He also decided to touch up his roots since his hair was growing a bit fast for his liking.

Gabe's attention fell on Lily and he suddenly felt a surge of guilt. She looked so sad and pathetic sitting in her chair, barely moving and tacking away at her keyboard. Every sudden movement Gabe made caused her to flinch and shudder with agony. He finally felt the need to say something to her, "I'm sorry this happened to you; that you got involved..."

Lily didn't respond to him and continued her work while trying to ignore the shooting pain in her groin.

He tried again, "If you let me, I can help you. I have connections with a hospital and a wife who's a nurse. If you-"

"I know..." Lily groaned, trying to show that she was tougher than she looked but failing miserably.

"If you help me get out of this, I can guarantee you treatment. I can get you police protection."

"By putting me in jail, right?" Lily growled. "I can't go to the police for help. They'll throw me in prison for decades after all the embezzlement and fraud I've committed. Thanks but no thanks! I'm fine..."

"I doubt it. You're bleeding profusely. Lily, let me help you..."

"Shut up! I don't want your help!" she shouted and pounded her fists down on the table.
Gabe stopped badgering her for a moment and suddenly realized that Tank was not there to hit him or make him stop, "Where's your brother?" he questioned.

Lily hiccuped and continued working.

"You don't know, do you?"

"Will you stop asking me? I don't know where he is!" she shouted and slammed shut her laptop, intending to leave the room. With a great deal of effort, Lily pulled herself to her feet and gathered up her computer and cables. She limped towards the door, but was stopped when she heard Gabe say...

"He's dead."

Lily shut her eyes and refused to believe him, "You're lying. Tank is strong and-"

"But not smart. I know my father Lily. If your brother didn't come to your aid when my father was raping you, then he's-"

"Shut up!"

But Gabe continued, "It's the truth. Joker had no real use for him and only kept him around for your sake."

With extreme anger Lily ignored her pain to march over to Gabe's bed and slap him hard across the face. The action took its toll on her and she dropped her computer to the floor while her body slumped over Gabe's torso.

His cheek stung for a moment and he finally had a closeup view of her. Her arms were bruised and he could see marks around her throat. A glimpse of her legs told him that the damage was incredibly severe. Her blood dried to her skin and her skirt was permanently stained. He could tell by her breathing that she was passed out and started looking amongst her clothes for anything he could use to escape. He adjusted his position a little and it resulted in Lily rolling slightly closer to his head. Now her hair was sprawled out over his chest and he peeked at the strands, seeing she had bobby pins.


Joker hummed and tapped on the steering wheel as he drove home. Now that his business concluded for the night, he would need to continue his facade and dedicate the remainder of the night figuring out how to reconnect with his daughter. He had something in mind, but it would require a lot of phone calls and probably a ton of money. It was pretty late when he returned, due to having to reapply makeup. His eyes were stinging from the contact lenses but he would have to make do with them.

Not a single light was on in the house by the time he arrived and parked the van. He quietly entered the house and wandered through the darkness until he arrived in the kitchen. A glass of orange juice was in order and he gulped it down quickly before putting the empty glass in the sink and heading for Gabe's office. It was a room he rarely used the past few weeks, but figured it would be the quietest room to begin his search.

Hours later...

Willow awakened to the sound of Elijah's cries and she rolled out of bed to turn off the monitor and sleepily walk down the hall to the nursery. Elijah was fussing and kicking his feet, mouth open wide and little hands finding their way inside. He was sucking on his fist. Willow scooped up the infant and took a seat in the nearby rocking chair. She parted her robe and immediately Elijah latched onto her, suckling greedily. She stroked the infant's head as he nursed and cooed at him until he fell asleep at the nipple. Finally it was safe to put him back into the crib and Willow was ready to go back to bed herself. However, a small glimmer of light coming from the downstairs caught her attention and she sought out the source of the light, figuring it was her husband. She tiptoed down the stairs and into the kitchen, seeing the light coming from the office. The door creaked open as she gently pushed it ajar. Willow smiled when she saw Gabe hunched over his desk, asleep.

"Gabe," she whispered but figured he wouldn't wake unless she touched him. She smiled and wandered over to him, placing her hand on his shoulder and gently squeezing. "Sweetheart, come to bed."

Gabriel stirred and eventually opened his eyes to see who was touching him, but he found that his eyes were stinging terribly. "Ah! Shit..." he groaned and started rubbing them.

"Honey, your eyes are swollen!" Willow cried and she tried to get him to stop rubbing so she could look at them.

Joker quickly squished his eyes shut and shooed away her hands blindly, "I'm fine, really. It's just a little sore."

"A little? I'd say you've got a full blown eye infection in both eyes! You need to go to a doctor and get them looked at." Willow attempted to touch her husband's cheek and inspect the puffy skin above, but he stopped her.

"Stop. I'm fine."

"You're not. You can't even open your eyes! If you won't go to a doctor, then let me at least treat them." She grasped onto his arm and tugged him to his feet.

Joker couldn't really argue with her but panicked. She would discover the contacts if he wasn't careful. Still, he wanted the pain in his eyes to disperse and let her guide him upstairs and into the master bathroom. She sat him down at the vanity and quickly turned on the faucet to soak a washcloth.

"Put this over your eyes for a minute while I find the eye drops." Willow tilted his head back and draped the cold cloth over his eyes. She immediately went for the medicine cabinet and shuffled through the assorted medicines until she found a chloramphenicol gel. "You're gonna have to open your eyes as best you can so I can get this stuff inside."

Joker lowered the cloth and cracked open one eye while she carefully ran her fingers along his swelling lids and gently pulled back the skin.

"Wow. Your eyes are insanely red. Good thing we caught this early before you began looking like your father."

Joker chuckled and dropped his hands to her hips to hold himself steady, "It'll heal." She didn't suspect anything and that's exactly how he preferred it. He couldn't help but blink rapidly as she layered a coat of gel along his lower lids. It smeared along his contacts but enough of the medicine spread to the rims of his eyes where the pain was most prominent. After she applied the gel, Joker closed his eyes to ease the stinging and she dropped the medicine on the sink.

"Come to bed. You look awful," she said and wrapped her arms around his neck, intending to place a kiss on his forehead.

"I should really go to work tomorrow," Joker replied, attempting to throw her off again.

"Not with your eyes like that. Call out or extend your leave of absence." She pulled him up and kept hold of his hand to guide him into the bedroom while he slowly undressed himself and discarded his clothing on the floor, not caring about making a mess. Once he was stripped down to his boxers, Willow also undressed and pulled back the bedcovers. She climbed in and waited for him to join her.

"At this point I can't open my eyes," Joker said and brought his hands up to attempt to rub again.

"Don't touch. Try to resist the urge okay?" She patted the mattress so he could hear and finally he climbed into the bed next to her. She reached for her lamp and darkened the room to pitch black while his arms wrapped around her and they cuddled until they both fell asleep.