I waited as I heard shuffling on his end. His voice answered, "Miss me, sweet cheeks?"

I growled, " I swear to god, Jack I am going to kill you."

His smile was wiped away from his voice, "Don't call me that."

I glared at the empty space before me in the night. I answered, "You should of thought of that before you didn't come home."

I know he rolled his eyes. I heard a light whimper on his end. I narrowed my eyes, "What are you doing?"

He answered, "Oh noth-ing! Just having a nice meeting with a bank consultant."

I rubbed my forehead. His voice was far away when he spoke next, "Oh stop. You are going to love what I plan to do with you!"

I walked to the bus stop to seek shelter from the cold wind. I spoke interrupting him with his babble with the bank consultant, "Jay. Just... just tell me where you are. I would like to just have a sense of security."

I turned my watch seeing the time is early in the morning. I whispered but I know he heard me, "I'm cold and I've been looking for you all night. Please do that for me."

He sighed heavily, "You're going to kill me one day, sweet cheeks. I'm back at home. We'll talk later."

I am pissed now. He seemed to ignore the fact that I went outside looking for his crazy ass. He just goes home and decides to call me. Call me! Who in the hell does that? Why not find the said person looking for you and take them home? That's the most reasonable option since I almost blew my gasket for him not being home. He was able to tell me when we were first married and going out together when I expect him home. I worry, yes. I have that little anxiety, yes. It developed more now that I am in the same room as him and developed a routine. Before when he first found me, there was no routine so I didn't expect anything about of him. It reminds me when we first got together, we had to figure something out to accommodate each other.

I tapped my pencil against my notebook of my psychiatry 101 notes. Jack and I just moved in together in an apartment near the university. Not much a move as I was literally down the street. However, we are both freshly moved in so we don't know each other's schedules that well. It is driving me insane. I know he isn't used to telling someone what time he would be home. I know as he forgot to tell me tonight. It's driving me insane, yes. The door opened and my tapping ceased. My head perked up seeing Jack entering with his tie loose and jacket hanging from his finger tips. I called out, "Jack... you are driving me insane."

He paused what he was doing which was hanging his coat. He turned his head to look at me, "I forgot."

I placed my pencil down, "I told you that I would need to know. It drives me insane when I don't know. Call me whatever but I did tell you that before we agreed to move in together."

Jack nodded letting go of his jacket. His leather shoes clicked against the tile as he headed towards me. The sofa cushion sunk beside me. His fingers lightly pushed the srtands of hair away from my face. His eyes watching his movements. I stared at him as he took in my looks. I spoke, "I need to know, Jack. You don't understand. I had things in a set schedule and now other schedules collide. I just would like to know that one little detail, that's it."

Jack's hand moved towards the small of my back, "I'll try to remember next time. I'm sorry."

I spoke in need, "I was going to look for you, Jack."

Jack rubbed his thumb against my cheek, "I was going to come back home."

I groaned in frustration, "That's besides the point! I was going to look for you."

Jack sighed, "You have some OCD there, sweet cheeks."

I sighed sadly, "I can't help it. It bothers me when things aren't going by the plan of the day."

His lips found my temple, "I'll work on it as you should work on that OCD of yours."

I rubbed my neck, "There's medicine or therapy."

His lips went into a firm line, "Which ever you feel up to. Pills you can get addicted to and therapy well those loons don't know what they are talking about."

I coughed on purpose. His hands went into the air, "I'm not saying you wouldn't know what you are talking about but those people wouldn't. I believe that you know how to heal a person by words."

He winked as he continued, "You already healed me."

A smile was brought to my face shaking my head, "Shut up."

This whole trip to memory lane took up the time of where I was to now which is the warehouse. I opened the door seeing Joker hovering a roped up man. The man's eyes turned to me instantly. His eyes widened as if he recognized me. I gestured to the man, "This is why you had to run off and do whatever."

Joker lolled his head to the side, "Go to the back room, sweet cheeks. I'm working."

I am still pissed at the man who I call my husband. I walked around the tied up man. I didn't see any of his men around. I grabbed Joker's tie pulling him closer. I moved my head to look into his now murderous eyes. I spoke darkly, "Do that again and see what happens."

Joker's tongue clicked. I know he has his knife in his hand. His grip on it tightened as it threatened to slice the woman infront of him. His tie wrapped around my hand as I gave one tug to it, "I'm serious."

His tongue darted across his lips. I wasn't afraid to show it to the guy who is tied up. He was going to die anyways judging by Joker's frame and look. I felt his hand which holds the knife snake around my waist. The knife pressing against my back as he pushed me forwards. My hand holding the tie is between the two of us. His free hand moved to his tie loosing it little bit. He spoke, "Choking me there, sweet cheeks."

I let go of his tie pushing away from him. His hands grabbed the front of my jacket pulling me back to him. He smirked, "I'm not done with you."

I wiggled my arms inbetween his and push his hands apart, "I'm done with you right now."

His tongue slowly licked the corner of his mouth. He breathed out, "I'll make it up to you."

I raised an eyebrow. I didn't say anything but pushed away from him. As I was walking away his laughter filled the warehouse. Some muffles from the gagged man was heard. I am going to bed. Fuck him right now.

So I don't really know anything about OCD but I do know things about anxiety as I have that. I have pretty bad anxiety. Anywho uhh I hope you guys enjoy this :) I hope you lovelies have a wonderful day and week. Have a better week than me! I'm still on a search for a new job and that ain't easy. I wish it was. Ha. Well once again I hope you guys enjoy this chapter :)