ARKHAM HIGH CHAPTER 2 PAGE 23

Jake's Point of View

Thank god I'm not dead, it's just that 'Roko' guy knocked me out.

"Get me out of here!" I yelled then I heard laughter, my dad's laughter.

"Hmm so much determination." my dad said while Roko came with a little cart behind him, it had knives, saws, needles. A surgeon's dream supplies. I was tied up in a chair, scared out of my own mind.

"What do we do boss?" Roko asked, like he didn't know the answer, heaven knows I don't want to know the answer. My dad just smiled and came at me with a knife.

"Sh it's only a lil prick." he said with evil in his eyes, then he took his knife and cut two big curves in to sides of my mouth. "Oops, I lied." he laughed. It was like he cut a smile in my face, why would he do this to his own son? Then he took the needle and stitched the 'smiley scars' up. "All done son!" he said chuckling, he put a mirror in front of my face so I could look it. It was horrible. Roko untied me and I fell to the ground, then I heard my mother gasp.

"P-puddin?" she said with tears in her eyes.

"Harley!?" my father yelled as my mom ran and hugged me.

"How could you do this?" she asked looking up at him.

"He just, I just, it's just. I'll be in my room." dad said walking away. Mom was cradling me in her arms crying. I was scared that when she left me alone my dad would come.

"I need to go" she said walking away then my father walked in with a grin.

"W-what are you gonna do to me?" I asked full of fear.

"You're not aloud to set foot in this house Jakey." he said with a grin while pulling me by the collar and then threw me out the back door.

I was walking home, I almost got mugged, but they mistaked me of my father and walked away. I shouldn't even call him my father, I am just gonna call him Joker. I got home, I hung up my coat, and walked upstairs to my room. I walked in and saw Bailey crying on the bed. I got in the bed and rapped my arms around her, she turned around and looked into my eyes, I had a smile on my face and kissed her forehead.

"Y-you're alive?" she said with tears in her eyes.

"I'm even more alive to know you're alright." I said with a smile, but she ran her fingers over my scars. I looked away and that smile got up walked away.

"Who done this?"

"It's nothing don't worry, I promise it's nothing."

"Y-your dad did this, didn't he?" she asked, jumping to conclusions aren't we?

"Yes" I said ashamed. "I'm ok I promise."

"No, you're gonna go insane like he did. You'll loose your mind, you'll loose me." she said as tears started to form in her eyes, she was scared that she'll lose me.

"No the thought of you isn't in my mind..." my voice trailed off. "You're in my heart." she hugged me tightly, a tear came from my eye just by her knowing I loved her. A tear of joy.