Authors note: Happy gobble gobble day :D Eatting like the fat ass I have XD Oh gosh, um Not much for these scene, it seems hot and spicy, but not as much. Wiggle wiggle. :D Are you as excited as I am? -Smashing face with candy yams- Bomb. Will you just get on with it. No one likes your crappy story. ,., I like my crappy story ,.,
Chapter nine
Jokers Scene two; Part two: Jokers madness
I had awoken on a warm bed. Clean, I could tell by the Gain freshness, and Tide pillows. I forgot about anything and everything nuzzling against the pillows. Lying on my stomach, I grinned happily, happy to be alone; happy to be free from any Madness. Stretching out I stuffed my face into a pillow and let out a blood-curling scream.
My leg. Per say, my thigh.
Everything came rushing back and I stared into the wall before, gazing at my life. Where I was, who was I with? My hand gently ran over the tender flesh making me whimper, and moan at the same time. Oh, pain. I lightly dug my finger against the wound tracing it, and pushing it up. I could not help it. I had begun to wiggle. David knew what it meant when I started to wiggle. It was a silent sign of me wanting it.
I missed him.
David I mean. Even though he cheated on me, I did not know how long. Even though he had TPE relationship like he wanted. I still loved him. Lightly tensing my leg, I winced and rolled on my right side. It seems the Joker had claimed me. Trailing the wound more openly now, I did not feel anyone else near me until someone moved, and got out the bed turning on the light. I groaned, and covered my eyes. Someone else ground, and wrapped his arm loosely around my waist, drooping his hand so he could slightly cup my ass. I shivered, and pushed back against him.
Crane stood with his button down shirt and boxers. I glared at him, but wanted him to embrace me in his arms. He was the reason I was now alone. Who knows? Maybe my ownership goes to the highest bidder. So the person I was pushing against must be- slightly turning my head, I notice green hair.
Joker.
"You're up. Good. Let me look at that leg."
Crane grumbled grumpily, and pulled the cotton covers away from me. I shivered when the air touched my exposed skin. I did not notice I was comfortable naked. He grabbed my ankle, and dragged me half away off the bed and turned me on my left side again. I winced with his roughness, but took a keen liking to it. Turning my nose in the air a clenched my teeth as he gently ran his fingers over the entire wound.
"Do you know what it says?"
I shook my head and looked at him with wide eyes. I felt like a child.
"No."
"JoKeRz"
The name was clear and I tilted my head to the side, looking at it. There it was from upper thigh down to my knee, not crossing over to damage it, but it looked like he was getting fancy with my skin. I shuttered, and looked away as Crane walked over to a draw, then opened another door exiting the room.
"Do you like it?"
Joker awakening sounding like a child whom made his mother a gift, he sat up and pulled me between his legs. I had to shift so I would not grind against my leg. I let him nuzzle my frazzled, un-kept, and glad I cut it shoulder length hair. Yawning I leaned back against him feeling comfortable, but said nothing about it. Crane came back, and grabbed my ankle pulling me away from him, glaring at me, then Joker.
"This may hurt a bit. Then again, what more pain could you go through this fine night?"
So it was still the same forth day? Go figure.
Yawning again, I stared at him with dull green eyes. The thought of golden eyes staring down at me as he rammed his...
"David!"
I flinched and let out a slight pant as Crane applied a green gel like liquid against my leg. The canvas was afire, and I could not paint the right picture. Crane stopped, and glared up at me. I flinched, and resumed being quiet. Oh ...gosh… I wanted David back. Tears spilled silently, I knew Joker knew, but did not care. I continued to blink as the tears spilled from the corner of my from my face. I rubbed my face from the tears, and Crane came back with gauze wrap.
I tilted my head to the side, and leaned over to stare at Joker. Would he crack a joke like normal clowns? Just then frowning at his face, he opened a pitch black eye, and grinned at me. I flinched as Crane lifted up my left leg stretching the skin, and wrapping the bandage tight as I kepted my leg there. He had me bend my knee so I was able to freely walk with a brace like cast. I looked back at him, and he growled at the plea in my eyes.
"Why do you keep staring at me like that?"
"Think of it as mid-night session."
His eye twitched, and a dark smirk appeared on his face. Jetta groaned and crossed her legs blushing while holding her face. I looked about her and she put her hand in front of my view. "Scarecrow..." turned my nose at him, and lowered my leg to adjust on the bed. As far as I know, I am single. With a-
"Where's Jake?"
Crane looked up as if a light bulb went off in his head and shrugged his shoulders.
"He ran off after getting shot by lover-boy."
"I wouldn't blame him."
I stated drily thinking about his kids, and yawning slightly. Crane took this, and walked over to turn off the light walking back and lifting me as if I weight 120"
"Bish if you don't put me down, strugglen, and ish."
It was a short embrace, but I was skeptical. Why was Jetta acting so weird? Like shy me. Me. Here I am now, telling dis boy 'er to put me down. Blinking at with way my norm inner voice sound, I scooted halfway closer to Joker, whom turned his back to me. Huffing, and glaring at his frame, Crane smacked my leg, and I punched Jokers back. He grunted, and turned around. I wiggled towards the end of the bed quickly as his elbow tried to land on my face. HA! Miss me bitch! I victory praised, until Jack grabbed my hair, and tugged me back up.
Cuffing my wrist above the bed Crane waiting until he finished while staring at my breast, and lightly poking the side. I blushed now aware of my nudist state, and glared at Joker.
"Bro…Bro… Haven't you done enough?"
"I'm pretty sure I can Rape you and you still would want uhh more."
Frowning a light blush caressed my cheeks, and I turned my head to stare at Crane whom poked my breast. I did not know how to feel about that. When he did it again, I watch it swiggle and ripple. It was awkward watching my body, and I snapped at him.
"Stop that."
"Shush it."
I growled, and averted my eyes, blushing more as his index and thump circled and toyed with my nipples. Wiggling I pressed the back of my leg against the bed to hard and cried out as I felt it tear open slightly. The thin line of blood rushed through the Gauze bandage. I nuzzled into my shoulder and begun to lightly gnaw on my skin drooling at the fourth maybe 10th degree burns upon my flesh. They wanted to be-known; practically wanted attention. I did not give into the itch though. I was good at that.
Crane took to nuzzling my breast as Jack resumed his cold shoulder, making me want to touch him. At least comfort him. Nobody could be that cold. Call it a woman's thing, but we always for the Emo. Wiggling away from Crane towards Jack, I whined.
"Let me goo."
Crane cupped my kitty, and Jetta squealed forcing herself to main mind. She has never been so aggressive to get out before. I wailed, and thrashed my head as she took over turning her body attention towards Crane.
"Scarecrow."
He grinned, and shook his head taking a tentive lick at my nipple. I shuttered, and blinking as she moved our body towards him growling and pulling at the cuffs.
"Take these off."
"Hrm.. There wouldn't be any fun would there?"
"Darling, when I get through with you tonight. You'll have peters great sex night face."
He looked at her me… wait. Jetta... Gosh, stop this. "I cannot you have to suffer this. This is Phustion Haaa!"I just do not want watch you. No, ew, MY TEACHER REMEMBER?!
Jettas pov.
I knew she was going to be upset however, my lustful taste for this bastard took over. He smirked, and I could not really understand the glint in his eyes. I leaned away and blushed lowering my lids and glowering at him with anticipation, Hey remember David? "Hush child." I bit my lip I groaned tilting my legs towards him. He pushed my legs to the side having me huff as he pushed my thighs into my stomach.
"Gentle, now…"
I paid no mind to the fiend behind me biting my lip, and trying to nuzzle Crane who was obviously going nuts on my nip. I panting, and growled when he continued to tease without biting me. Of course, I was not going to get nasty with the predicament I was in.
"Daddy…"
I purred as he pulled away to leave bite marks around the lighter area. Jumping when he flicked my innie-circle, and then biting my nip making me cry out and arch my back. I squirm my insides stirring and I was left mewling. Green eyes clouding over with grey dust, I whined more and tilted towards him.
"You're trying to bring out the heat in me Scrow, Come out and play."
Do not tempt me Doll.
"I love tampering with dark things."
He growled, and I knew I was poking at him. Crane lashed out, and reminded me of my leg laying his arm directly on the piece of Art. I found it rather creative, in a way.
Whelp, can't do much right now. You are injured.
"Technically she's injured. Sedate me. Now!"
Moving his head towards my neck and wrapping his arms around my waist leaving me to hold back tears and a hungry cunny.
"Well starve me why don't you? That's why Jayzmyin fawks with clown boy."
He smacked my ass and Joker just about had it with our silent mind fucks. I looked back at him and glared as the opened the door fully clothed and slammed it. Crane gave a relieved sigh and reached across the bed to grab the key. Listening to the chaotic laughter as he walked down the hall,
"I'll uhh… be back before Dawn."
With another whooping laughter, he slammed the last door shut. Crane looked towards the door, in darkness.
"Bastard took the key."
"Does this mean you can fawk me now?"
KABLUEWEAH !
The warehouse began to explode. Or shake, rubble tumbled over us, and Crane leaned over me, shielding the rubble and sawdust. I whined slightly shielding my face in his chest as he breathed over me. The mood clearly lost in the moment. I shook my head, and looked up at him whom steadies his breath. I could almost feel his heart beat against my breast. Still he moved over once everything settles. I tilted my head up and looked at the bent, broken metal and wood. The cuff easily slide from them, and I moved my arms in front of me still cuffed.
"what now?"
"We leave."
"What about the clown?"
He got up and grabbed his slacks pulling his own jacket over him and looking at my nakedness. I blushed and covered my breast with my arms, and my elbows covering my cunny, as I sat up and crossed my ankles.
"Do you honestly care about that clown?"
Shaking my head I looking around and saw a large shirt. The pain in my leg didn't do much, but I could feel the skin, pull and tug apart from itself. More thin red lines pierced the pure dainty white cloth. I felt that dark shadow in my heart leached at the sight. Rolling on my side and preventing my leg from stretching out to much. I was on my stomach with a bent leg and a stretching on displaying my assets towards Crane. I didn't feel him behind me, till he grabbed my bent and pulled it from under me, the tear in my leg felt and I screamed pushing my face into the pillow of the bed.
"You can't baby your wound. Stretch it out and pervert it from healing the wrong way."
His voice cold as he through the shirt over my back covering my ass and sobbing shoulders. I gathered as much sense as I could, before pushing myself up on my hands, and leaning back to sit up properly. He was right. Brushing the tears from my face, I groaned as he turned and grabbed the jelly and gauze wrap.
"Let's change your bandages before we leave."
Pushing my forehead back without care, I landing on my back with a huff as he unwrapping my thigh. I tilted my head to properly get a good look at it. My eyebrow twitched and I got a good look at what the bastard had done to me. Dammit, He branded me.
"What did the SonOfABitch do to me?"
Crane kneeled and looked closely at it, his face paling, but him keeping his jaw set tightly make reading his thoughts impossible.
"Well, he branded, and cut you."
It was simple, but thinking back to the moment, the flash back of my crying face, nose running and my pleas for him to let me go or just kill me. I shuttered and the entire wound throbbed. Taking a calming breath as Crane applied the Jelly Gel, and smoothed it over the tears. I grunted as the burning sensation upon the ripped parts took over my left leg. I squeezed my hands together and watched Crane whom, stared contently at my leg as he wrapped it. Now it was just my upper thigh, and he lugged me up, by the chain of the cuffs. I winced at the surge around my wrist.
"Can you be a little gentler?"
His hand lightly caressed my cheek, before giving sweet aggressive pats. I huffed as he wrapped the shirt tighter around me. Me using my girl knowledge to move the arms, have him loop them, so it was like a strapless dress. I grinned as he button up the shirt and tugged me forwards. We walked out the room, down the hall and back into the living room. So we were still in my Hut. I mentally victory praised and crane walked over to the dress pulling the duffle back from its hiding place. Moving over by him seemingly harmless, I grabbed a baton and whacked him across the shoulders, hitting the pressure point on his neck as he crumpled to the floor.
It was smooth and quick, I knew he would be upset, but I was not here to stay nor, play. I had to get these cuffs off and find Jake. Rolling Crane over and kissing his cheek, I left him a sweet little note.
Off to play, do not wait up.
Moving towards the door, in a hobble like way holding the slightly empty duffle bag and looking outside. Freedom. I walked outside towards the car, forgetting the keys and setting the bag down to walk back inside, avoiding the rocks, and wincing at the pebbles in my feet. Dusting my feet off Mavoricks side, I threw the keys into the car clumsily and started up. I heard Crane roar and pulled off.
Looking at him from my review mirror, he pulled out a gun and shot at the back of my window, bursting the glass causing glass to shuffle over my head. I swerved slightly. The thrill of Mavoricks drift caused me to dampen the shirt under me. I was shot at! I crackled wildly as I pulled unto the main streets driving like a mad woman. The early morning, told me it was Thanksgiving. Oh, yes. I guess I had to check on my babies. Maybe eat a little something. I pulling in front of Mrs. Bicker and notice something was off. It seemed more hallow.
Knocking on the door, Mrs. Bicker answered quietly, looking out her door through a slight crack.
"What you want girl?"
"Can I see my babies."
I must have looked at mess, staring at myself through the shallow window of her door. She huffed and unlocked her door fully, moving to the side and letting me. The TV was off, and I found that odd. Then it hit me. Mr. Bicker.
"Is he…?"
"Three days ago. It was short cremation."
I felt so sad and sorry for her. Then I remember what happened to me and shifted as my hands were cuffed in front of me.
"Need some help?"
"Gran-Gran."
"Mrs. Bicker to you child; Aint no Satan worshiper gone call me family."
I felt the lump in my throat and bowed my head as grief washed over me. I clawed at my hands biting my bottom lip and keeping the tears back.
"Lord, child. Yo Mumma shoulda took better care of you other then money problems Steered you wrong with the young David boy, and now look at you. Who you done been with now?"
"Now, Mrs. Bicker you know I Aint into non that sleepin stuff."
"Yea yea, Gimmie dem hands of yours."
She had a small needle like metal rod and a half flat screw driver. Kneeling she picked and prodding the lock on one of the cuff then the other. Soon I was rubbing my wrist as she struggle to get up. I tried to help her, but she swatted my hands away.
"You hungry."
"Yes Ma'am."
We sat in silence and she was able to give me one of her old dresses. It looks so old and baggy on me, I knew I had to go home. Looking up from my plate of Mac and cheese, ham, turkey, dressing, Cranberry sauce, ribs, greens, biscuits, and the three sides of pumpkin pie, sweet potato pie, and Pecan pie. I ate half the plate and stared on dessert while she got up to clear the and put away the food. She asked nothing of the bandage on my leg, only making sure I had a safety kit she prepares.
"Now, you gon tell me what you been up to or not?"
"What you mean Ma'am"
"Don't act no foo with me little girl. You been missing for some days now. Ya baws came and looked for you worried as heel. Aint no one seen yo Ex around his work place. Whats going girl?"
I knew I couldn't tell her anything, but her soft brown eyes harden and bored into me. I turned my head and shrugged my shoulders.
"I don't know I was with my friend Jake."
"You lying in mah house as well. Get on now. Get out."
I felt heartbroken. She was putting me out for a good reason, but I needed someone till I found Jake. Getting up I walked into the room, were Sammy and Timber laid. Waking them up and grabbing Sammys leash.
"Now what you doing that for? Nahh leave them kids here 'til you get yo life together girl."
I looked down at her huffing in angry and turning my head. Sammy whined as I walked off towards the door.
"I'll be back"
I growled and slammed the door behind me getting my car and pulling off towards my house. New clothes check in and pull out. I could not stay in Gotham. I had to leave.
The day was short. Dr. Arkham thought Joker or Crane had got to me and praised that I wanted to resign and pull out when I gave him the sappy speech of me not feeling safe after I came to found out both Crane and Joker had escape.
"Good thing too, who knows what they would've did to you if either or had go to you."
I smiled meekly. If only he knew. Waving I pulled off thinking about how he said Joker scrambled Harleens mind to the point where she fell in love with him and broke him out after the ending of her wedding. What had happen with that? Why was he? I rubbed my face slamming on the breaks as a bitch cut me off and pulled off faster. I did not like that. Pulling off towards her speeding past her 'till I got on the in front of her. Them slamming on the breaks. She panicked and slammed on her flipping her car face first. I let a small crackle ripple over my chest as I speed off from the scene.
