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Chapter 11: The Joker's Girlfriend
When Scarlett woke she almost forgot the night before as she peered around the room, that most definitely not hers. She smiled as the memories of last night passed through her head. She turned over but she was alone in the bed, she peered around but Joker was nowhere to be seen, or should she say, Jack. The name felt alien to her but yet seemed to fit him perfectly.
"J?" she called out loud enough but there was no sound, she peered around her discarded clothes were still laying on the floor. She stood and stretched her back before she walked quickly to the adjoining bathroom. She peered into the mirror, she had pandas eyes and her hair was a little dishevelled but the most startling part of her reflection was her right eye. The bottom of her right eyelid was completely split in two, she touched a hand to the wound to feel the damage.
She hissed at the pain slightly, before she pulled open the medicine cabinet and looked inside, she pulled out a first aid box that looked as though it had never been opened before. Inside she found a cleaning wipe, and some butterfly strips, she cleaned the wound before applying the strips to hold the two parts of her eyelid together it would definitely scar, but she would still need to stitch it at some point.
She washed the rest of her face and combed her hair out with her fingers before she crept back to the bedroom. Still naked she wrapped a thin sheet around herself, not fancying putting her dress back on. She crept to the door, pulled it open and peered out. The warehouse was filled with light and look a lot bigger than it had last night.
A goon noticed her and came over quickly.
"Can you get The Joker for me?" she asked kindly and the hulking looking guy only grunted and nodded before he hurried off.
"Boss" she heard his voice a little way down the hall.
"WHAT!" The Joker's voice roared at the intrusion.
"That girl is up," said the goon simply though his voice was much quieter than before.
"Ahh, brilliant," said The Joker and his voice became lighter and happier than before.
"But if you call her 'that girl' again, I promise I will gut you," said The Joker before he laughed manically.
Scarlett shut the door and went to sit on the bed to wait for him. It wasn't long before he arrived, a bag in his hand. He grinned at her before he shut the door behind him.
"Did you sleep well gorgeous?" he asked and she simply nodded a grin on her face.
"Here, I went to your house and picked you up some stuff," he said handing her the bag, she took it and peered inside. Inside was the bag she kept her Jester outfit in including her boots. She pulled the bag out and made sure all her outfit was there, but there in the bottom of the bag he had handed her were a bunch of slightly smashed flowers. She pulled them out and looked them over before she looked up at him, but he wasn't looking at her anymore.
"Thank you Jack, they are beautiful" she said softly and he turned to her and grinned like a child a Christmas.
"Get dressed I have a job for you" he said suddenly before he turned and walked out. She picked up her flowers again and sniffed them deeply. Though many of the heads had fallen off or were drooping, the gesture was sweet. She dressed in her Jester outfit and applied make-up he had left in the bathroom, though it stuck uncomfortably to her butterfly stitches. Luckily she had kept all her outfit together including her lipstick otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find them. She hoped her cat would be okay for a while since she wasn't sure when she would be home. She tied up her hair messily and left the room. She walked quietly along the hallway he had taken her along last night before she came across, an open door. He sat inside behind an enormous leather-topped desk, on the wall were newspaper cuttings and other articles of paper.
"Hello Jester!" he cheered and she smiled happily to him.
"Melvin get in here!" he shouted and she tried not to jump at the sudden sound.
A man in his mid-thirties came running into the room looking rather panicked.
"Yes boss," he said his eyes wide with fear, he was clearly slightly unhinged.
"Melvin meet Jester. Jester this is Melvin. Melvin is an escaped Arkham inhabitant, he is going to help us kill Harvey Dent" said the Joker before he handed Jester a file from the desk. She opened it, inside was a list of names taken from the phone book, circled in pen were the names Patrick Harvey and Richard Dent.
"Harvey Dent," she said slowly and The Joker laughed.
"I felt like we need to give the real Harvey a warning, besides I need somewhere the police will find this" he held up a newspaper that had tomorrows date on it and at the top, it read 'Obituaries. Mayor Anthony Garcia aged 40'
"You're going to kill the mayor" she stated and The Joker simply nodded his grin wider than ever.
"I'll explain more later, for now, you and Mr White here are going to see Harvey and Dent. But Jester, don't touch the bodies with your bare hands and leave the hard work to Melvin. You are going to be more of a supervisor," he said and Jester nodded to him.
"I got you these," he said after Melvin had left to ready himself and Jester looked over, The Joker held out a pair of dark purple leather gloves.
"Oh more presents," she said and Joker cackled.
"So we don't get any of your fingerprints on anything I can't afford to have you caught just yet," he said and she smiled as she pulled off her fingerless gloves and pulled on the ones he had given her, they were much like his own.
"Take these and place them on one of the bodies. Harvey and Dent live next door to each other so you're going to have to do a little arranging" he said and Scarlett nodded before Melvin arrived in the doorway again.
Soon after that Melvin and Jester left. Melvin, like Joker had said, was a previous patient at Arkham but since then had been working for Maroni which is why he now worked for The Joker.
They arrived at the apartment building across the road from the apartment Patrick Harvey lived in, the shot was clear and Melvin set up his rifle. Jester stood back and allowed him to take the shot, only once Patrick was dead did they move across to the other building. Jester laughed at the simplicity of the job and she had to admit Melvin was an impressive shot.
However, Richard Dent would not be so easy there were no buildings that overlooked his windows and so no way for Melvin to use his rifle. A little hand on action would be needed to take Dent out. They arrived at the door next to Patrick Harvey's and Jester knocked.
"Hello" she called in the most convincing damsel in distress voice she could muster.
"Who is it?" came the gruff voice from the other side of the door.
"My name is Claire and I just moved in down the hall. I wondered if you would help me move some furniture as its far too heavy for me" Jester called pathetically and then she heard movement behind the door before the door was pulled open and a man stood there at first he smiled broadly, but then it soon faded.
"Why are you dressed like that?" he said looking at Jester strangely but she simply grinned as Melvin stepped out from behind her, gun raised. Richard Dent held his hands up. Melvin and Jester moved him back into the apartment, before shutting the door softly behind them.
"What do you want! You want money, I'll give you money" said Richard Dent his hand held up as he began to sweat.
"No we don't want your money!" said Jester and she laughed loudly. Richard continued to move further into the room, and Jester watched him closely before he ducked behind the sofa and pulled out a handgun pointing it straight at Jester's head.
"Go on Richard, Pull the trigger!" she dared him
"How do you know my name?" he stuttered, Richard was too busy watching Jester that he didn't notice as Melvin came up behind him and pressed his gun into the back of Richard's head.
The sound of the bullet was silenced into a small 'pew' noise but the damage was not reduced. The bullet tore through Richards skull and out the front of his head, passing inches from Jester's face and into the wall by the window, in-bedding itself there. Richard did not fall as quickly as Jester had expected and she had managed to wipe the bloody spray from her face before his corpse had hit the ground.
"Go and get Patrick from next door and I'll set up something nice for the police," said Jester to Melvin who simply nodded before he disappeared out the door and down the hall.
She pulled Richard's heavy corpse off the floor and onto a chair before she pushed the chair to the table, making a horrible scraping noise along the wooden floor. She pushed him under the table and lay his floppy body along the table, he still wore a name badge from wherever he worked and she positioned it so the police could easy see it.
Melvin arrive dragging Patrick's body as Jester placed a set of Joker cards in Richard's hand. She helped Melvin sit Patrick opposite, before she painted both there faces like The Joker had Brian's. Lastly, she placed the newspaper The Joker had given her in clear view. It was dark out by the time they left the apartment building.
They headed back to the van and once inside Jester handed Melvin a mobile phone.
"Call 911, tell them where to find Harvey Dent," she said holding the phone out to him
He took it slowly and he stared at her for a second, before he dialled the number and held it up to his ear.
"Police" he answered into the phone.
She heard the operator ask Melvin a question but he did not answer, simply stating.
"Eight and Orchard, You'll find Harvey Dent there" he said clearly before he pulled the phone away and hung up.
Jester laughed wildly as she took the phone from him and threw it out the window. before she started the engine on the van and drove off.
They arrived at the warehouse just as the sky was going black, and walked in together and Jester greeted the rest of the goons.
"You did good today," said Melvin and she turned to him and smiled her thanks.
"I never thought that clowns were sexy before, but damn," he groaned and she turned to him again frowning a little.
He raised his eyebrows at her and she scoffed.
"Don't play hard to get, you know we had a connection back there!" he laughed as she turned her back on him and began to head towards the stairs. The impact on her arse cheek stopped her in her tracks and she turned back to him. He was smirking at her like an idiot, he had definitely slapped her on the arse.
"I really wouldn't do that if I was you" she warned and he laughed.
"You think you're intimidating? You're not like him, you're just a slut in a clown get up" he spat. She could see that her rejection was not going down well.
The laugh filled the air like a siren, and Melvin went pale. The Joker leaped at him knocking Melvin to the ground before he stood and began to kick Melvin over and over in the chest.
"I think you owe the lady an apology," said The Joker snarling and Scarlett's heart swelled he was protecting her and her honour.
"I'm sorry" Melvin chocked out but The Joker did not stop his abuse. Instead, he grabbed Melvin by the collar and held him to the ground his knife was now drawn and pressing into Melvin's neck hard.
"I don't think she heard you, you piece of human filth. You dare call her that, but worse of all you dared to touch her. .MINE." said the Joker his voice dark as he held Melvin in place. The Joker let out a manic laugh before the blade sliced along Melvin's throat like it were softer than butter. The Joker stood and looked down at the pathetic creature at his feet, choking on its own blood, before he turned to Jester and his eyes inspected here.
"Are you okay?" he said quietly and she nodded a smile on her face. To her delusionally twisted mind, there was nothing in the world more romantic than what she had just witnessed.
She turned on her heel and wandered off up the stairs and The Joker followed quickly. She led him into the bedroom and shut the door behind him.
"How did it go today?" he asked as she flopped onto the bed.
"Urr what? Oh yeah fine, I did everything you asked," she said dreamily as she stared up at the canopy of the bed above her.
He only nodded as he fished for something in his pockets.
"That was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me" she sighed and he looked over at her.
"What was?" he asked his voice almost angry.
"You, what you did just now, protecting my honour like that," she said leaping up from the bed quickly, Joker simply shrugged and she grinned at him.
"People shouldn't touch my things," he said looking at her and she frowned.
"You don't think of me as an object do you?" she asked a little worry seeping into her voice.
"No, you're not an object, but you are mine. You're my girl" he said and she grinned like a lunatic and ran towards him.
"As in girlfriend?" she asked and The Joker shrugged again.
"If you want" he muttered.
"I love you, Jack. What do you think?" she said laughing and he suddenly cackled widely at her.
"My girlfriend. Good, I LIKE it. MINE!" he cried excitably his voice higher than usual. She closed the gap between them and kissed him on the cheek, he turned his head and captured her lips before he pulled her closer his arms around her waist tightly. With a loud thud, he pushed her against the wall and pulled her legs up around his waist. She giggled as he began chewing on her collarbone.
Hi voice raw, muttering the whole time "I like it, I like it".
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