KELLY

I was kept in hospital for just over a week. I was still having nightmares and needed to take medication just to get to sleep at night. When I stopped waking up screaming the doctors allowed me to go home. They assured me I'd only have to take medication for a month or so…after that the nightmares should stop. I had smiled at them, nodded and left with my parents willingly. As I passed an open drain I threw the bottle of medication down secretly. It was wrong…I know…but I actually liked the dreams. Not because of the killing – heck no – it was because I got to see Mister.J. Sure he was terrifying but no matter how afraid that smile made me I still woke up wanting more. He was more like a drug then I ever could have guessed. It's bad for you and you know it is – but you still keep going back for more. Waking up in the middle of the night wasn't doing me any good, but I was happy to put up with it just to see my Mister.J. He hadn't been back to visit after that first time, but he sent me letters and roses almost daily wishing me well and promising we'd see each other soon. He somehow heard when I would be let out and suggested we have our dinner four days later, the Saturday exactly two weeks since my 'accident'. He would pick me up at 7.30…whether my answer was yes or no. I had laughed at that… the power behind his words.

"I won't take no for an answer."

Something, deep down, told me I should be taking in the signs…really thinking about what Mister.J did and said but it didn't worry me. He was such a gentlemen…he'd never do anything wrong. I was more worried about my feelings for him…I was practically obsessed! He was on my mind twenty-four seven…non-stop...constantly! I wanted to make him happy and I knew I would do anything for him; I cared about him so much.

If he told me to jump – 'I'd say how high. I rolled over on my bed, staring up at my canopied ceiling. I wondered if he felt the same about me.


JOKER

I was SO bored! With Kelly in hospital I had nothing to do, no entertainment, no-one to manipulate. I had tried talking to a group of girls on the street – just to see if I could convince one of them to 'join the cause.' They'd all run away screaming. Another news report brought up the topic of my murders so I went out and added a few more people to more 'killed' list. Just to keep the people of Gotham happy. I'd even spent some time trying to piss off the bat…he didn't show up and now I was left, lying in mine and Kelly's park, whistling to try and amuse myself. I was growing restless and our date wasn't until tomorrow. I rolled onto my stomach in the grass, resting my head on my hand. I hadn't seen her in months! … Or had it only been two weeks? I lost track of time…it had been ages. I wondered how she was doing, if she was healing from my drug. What if her condition had gotten worse?! I sat up suddenly. What if she was extremely sick… I frowned.

What did I care if she was? I lay back down. And if I did care…IF…I knew she was alright. The hospital wouldn't have let her out otherwise. I let out a relieved sigh. She was getting better and tomorrow I'd get to see her again. I'd be able to tell her who I really was and start the second part of my experiment…start attaching the strings so to say. She had to be obsessed with me by now. If not, the date would seal the deal. I stood up, brushed myself off and headed to the restaurant. I wanted to book the place out completely for the two of us. As I walked I thought of Kelly. The way her eyes crinkled with her smile. The way she smiled when she saw me. The innocence on her face…the way her aura screamed kindness and purity. The intelligent way she spoke…compared to the immature way she acted. I laughed. Her small, doll like hands… her doll like face. I pulled the stolen photo from my jacket pocket. She had looked so cute in that costume. Part clown – part doll. Thinking off her dressed like a clown made me shiver with desire. Perhaps when she was mine I would convince her to wear that costume again. Wait. What was I talking about!? Convince? NO! I'd CONTROL her. I'd TELL her to wear it.
I shoved the photo back in my pocket and let out an angry roar. I stepped onto the road in front of an on coming car. The driver honked loudly but I didn't move. I clenched my teeth together furiously. At the last minute they swerved, only just missing me. They crashed into a pole on the side of the road and I threw the door open, shoving my knife in the guy's face.

"GET OUT!" I yelled cutting his belt and pulling him from the seat. I stuck my blade between his ribs and pulled it out again, wiping it off on his shirt. He grunted in pain, collapsing on the ground and holding his wound with blurring eyes whilst he was down I took his seat and drove off, trying to find someone else I could hit or kill. I screamed again, completely furious with myself. Why hadn't I stopped this sooner?! Now it was too late…I'd. I'd.
I'd fallen for her! I cared about the girl!

"ARGH!" I cried out, driving the car threw a shop window. I laughed loudly as people scrambled out the way, a lot of them injured under the debris. I forced my-self out of the broken wind shield and pulled out my gun, shooting at the roof and then at the people that ran for their lives. I laughed louder, the euphoria of killing clouding my mind of anything else. But the anger was still there. How could I have fallen for her? HOW?!

BANG! Another person dead.

I was stupid.

BANG – there goes another.

"HAHAHAHA!"

BANG!

It was past quitting point now. I'd have to see this all the way through – I couldn't give up on my experiment – I wouldn't. I wasn't a quitter. But things would have to change. This date would be the end of Mister.J Kelly's charming …what did she think I was? Business man!

"HA!"

No, after this date she'd find out who I really was. And I would be cruel to her…oh yes I'd be cruel! I'd show her who was in charge and those so called 'feeling's –

BANG

I had for her. Would disappear. Her pain would make them disappear.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Authors note:

I know this is another kind of short chapter but it's mainly just to show what Kelly and the Joker are 'feeling' at the moment and how their feelings for each other have evolved and grown etcetera… etcetera. Review please? : ) tell me what you think. And again a big thank you to my reviewers so far… you guys make me want to keep this story rolling!