To understand what is going on in this and the next chapter it's good to have read the first chapter, the last act :) Happy reading!
The Joker sat on the bed with his back against the headboard and his legs crossed, feeling very confused. Lilie was sleeping peacefully on the other side of the bed and he had more or less without interruption spent the last hour looking at her.
After their last kiss he had fulfilled his promise and retied her ropes, her hands were now in front of her. Before he had tied them he had found a big, yellow hoodie in the closet and given it to her. She had thanked him by hugging him tightly, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She had been warm and her hair had tickled him on the chin. Why had she done that?
His lips and the scar on his left side were still tingling and he touched them every now and then without thinking about it. After he had tied her hands up again she had told him that she was tired and kindly asked him to let her rest. He had agreed to that and laid down next to her, fascinated by how relaxed she was so close to him. She had even let him stroke her hair when she was falling asleep.
She had fallen asleep, while he was touching her. He couldn't remember something like that ever happening before, with anybody. The many new experiences in the short amount of time almost made him dizzy, he shook his head as he wondered for the 100th time what was wrong with her. He wanted to know so many things. He knew what he wanted to do, but wasn't sure if it was a good idea. Finally he decided he couldn't wait any longer. He went into the empty bedroom and closed the door, he dialed a number on his phone and let it ring.
"Hello?"
"It's J."
"Password, please."
"Sycophantic cats, rebellious mice."
"Correct, what can I do for you J?"
".. I need you to look up two people for me."
"Okay."
"I am broke at the moment, I.. ah, I'll have to owe you." The Joker said and the man on the other side of the phone got quiet. "Hellooo?" The Joker said and the man sighed.
"You know that I don't like that."
"Aaand you know that I always pay up-ah."
"I guess.. Who and what kind of information?"
"I don't have much on either of them. The first one is a man named Mark Tyler. He's a little snob, he's supposed to live on the top floor in the highest, high-rise building in Robbinsville."
"Is that all you know?"
"Yep."
"..Okay, what kind of information do you need?"
"The basics, and stuff that helps me break into his apartment."
"Mhm, okay, and the other one?"
"A woman, Lilie Maddison. L-i-l-i-e Maddison."
"Unusual name, good."
"Yes. She's somewhere between.. 24-30 years, insanely beautiful. Scars on her back."
"Is that all you have?"
"..Yeah."
"Okay.. it's a good thing her name is unusual."
"I want everything you can find on her, e-ve-ry-thing."
"Right.. You know that might get expensive for you."
"I'll get the money, don't worry about it." The Joker said annoyedly.
"Fine. When do you need the information?"
"Right now."
"..I'll work as fast as I can, my schedule is actually wide open."
"Good, start with Mark Tyler, I want to break into his apartment today." The Joker said and hung up the phone.
He excitedly snapped his fingers and licked his lips before he got up from the bed and walked over to the closet to find some clothes. He grabbed a t-shirt, jeans, a grey hoodie and a black bomber jacket and walked to the bathroom.
He dropped the clothes on the floor and turned to look at himself in the mirror. He critically studied his face and saw that a lot of the makeup had disappeared. He looked away and started looking through every drawer and the cupboard. He was surprised to find quite a lot of beauty products and he figured they must belong to her. He studied some of the makeup closer and smiled to himself as he envisioned what it looked like when she applied it.
His own makeup caused his skin to itch very much and it was time to wash it off for now. He jumped into the shower and struggled to get it off, but after a heavy amount of soap he managed to do it. He was about to get out but Lilies snarky comments about how he would benefit from a shower echoed in his head, he sighed and grabbed the soap he had used on his face and washed his body as well with it. He felt both annoyed and kind of amused by the fact that she was able to get to him.
A big part of him wanted to stay in the shower and take his time in there, as the last couple of days around her had built up a frustration in his mind, but also in his body. Some release would feel so fucking good, and maybe it would get his head to function again. However, he knew it wouldn't feel nearly as good as actually fucking her brains out. Just the thought of her either begging him to stop or begging him for more was enough to make him hard as a rock. He wondered what she felt like to fuck and grunted quietly as the heat burning in the depth of his stomach turned to fire.
He sighed as the frustration became unbearable. His constant restlessness and scattered mind prevented him from doing anything about it though. Instead he buried those feelings deep inside of him like he usually did, he finished the shower at the coldest setting and got dressed. He grimaced as his scars stung from the dryness that comes after using water and soap. It wasn't painful as much as it was very uncomfortable. He looked at himself and as usual when he saw himself without makeup he wanted to smash the mirror into a thousand pieces. He left the bathroom and walked right up to Evan and repeatedly slapped him in the face.
"Get up, we need to go."
"Where to, boss?"
"I'll explain later." he said and Evan nodded. The Jokers phone rang and he answered it.
"Hello."
"Hello, password?"
"Really, again? You called me."
"We have been through this, I need the password J." the man insisted and the Joker sighed.
"Sycophantic cats, rebellious mice."
"Good.. good. Alright, so i have some information for you about the man. He wasn't hard to find."
"Okay, spill."
"He's a bad boy. He owns his own company, Tyler's Pharma, ever heard of it?"
"..no."
"It figures, they make and sell prescription drugs but not so much in the US. He inherited the company and a fortune from his father who died under suspicious circumstances. Mark was under investigation for murder but wasn't convicted. He's been charged with embezzlement, tax evasion, numerous rapes and countless sexual harrasments. For some reason every charge he's ever had against him has been mysteriously dropped."
"A rich man in Gotham? Not very mysterious."
"I know right? Anyways, he does indeed own the penthouse apartment in Robbin tower, the tallest building in Robbinsville, but he doesn't live there. He seems to sleep there every now and then, the rest of the time he lives in his big house by the beach with his wife and two kids."
"What about protection and connections? I want to get into his apartment, like I told you."
"Actually, you are in luck. Robbins tower is a very secure building and difficult to get into as an outsider. BUT! They have a security manager, and I found him on my perv-list."
".. Perv-list?"
"Yeah, I keep collecting traffic from the darkest places on the internet, our security man here has taken part in some real nasty shit. Trust me, it's enough to make him our puppet." the hacker said and the Joker smiled.
"Terrific."
"So if you want, I can contact him and get him to let you in when Mark isn't there. Obviously, I want a hefty sum for this. I'm talking about 40k. But who knows, you could definitely find valuable stuff in his apartment."
"Yeah, let's do it. I want an hour in the apartment."
"When do you want it?"
"Today, as soon as possible."
"Okay. Anything else you need?"
"I need a distraction to get into Gotham city, Falcones goddamn pigs have been guarding the bridges."
"Really? What are they after?"
"Me."
"Alright, I'll take care of that."
"Get it done and call me back."
"Will do." the hacker said and the Joker hung up the phone. He walked out into the kitchen/living room with springy steps. He roughly explained the plan to Evan and it didn't take long until the hacker rang and let the Joker know that the coast was clear.
Him and Evan got outside and Bob's face lit up as he saw them.
"Is it my time to sleep, boss?"
"No. Me and Evan are going to do some, ah, breaking and entering." The Joker said joyously and Bob looked upset.
"What? Where are you going? Can't I come?"
"No, I need you to guard the woman."
"But why Evan? Why won't you bring me?" Bob said, sounding very hurt.
"Don't be jealous darling, we'll be right back." The Joker said jokingly.
"B-but.. Boss.." Bob whined and the Joker looked at him with a stern expression.
"Don't let me down Bobby-boy, guard her with your life. You have a very important mission." he said and Bob suddenly looked a couple of inches taller.
"I won't boss." he said. Evan had already prepared the car in the garage and they immediately drove to Gotham City. They were quiet the whole ride, the Joker was preoccupied with his thoughts and Evan felt too intimidated by him to open his mouth. The Joker parked the car and they approached the impressive building. Before they got inside the Joker picked up his phone and made a call.
"Hey boss, how's it going?"
"Bob listen, you need to check on her every now and then. She has given me a reason to believe that she might be kind of, uh.. suicidal." the Joker said and licked his lips.
"Alright I'm going in to check on her now."
"Mhm."
"It looks like she's sleeping, boss."
"Good.. good. I think it's best if you stay outside of her door so you can hear if anything happens. And check on her often."
"Will do, boss." Bob said and the Joker hung up the phone. In the garage they met the security manager, he looked like a sweaty, middle aged man who was having the worst day of his life. He showed them the way to the elevator without a word and as they got in The Joker grinned smugly at him.
"So.. Having a good day, are ya?" he mocked, the man didn't answer, he looked as if he didn't want to speak again for the rest of his life. "Hmm? Perv-boy?" The Joker continued and the man grimly kept staring ahead. "You knooow.. I am glad we caught ya, a guy like me just doesn't feel safe knowing there are sexual deviants like you walking around on the streets. Let's just hope that uh, your family doesn't find out. That you are a nasty, perverted freak. What would theeeeyyy saaaayyyy?" The Joker finished in a sing-song voice.
They stepped out into Mark's giant apartment, the security manager stayed behind and threw up in the elevator before following them into the apartment. Evan began to search for valuable items and the Joker looked for clues that would tell him what Lilie had been doing there. He looked up at the ceiling and grinned as he saw a camera, disguised as a smoke detector.
"Ah, looks like you're not the only pervert in this building, hmm?" the Joker said joyously to the security manager, he didn't answer. The Joker searched through the rest of the apartment for more cameras but only found one more in the bedroom.
"Evan!" He yelled and Evan ran over to him.
"Yes, boss?"
"Focus on finding computers and phones now, okay?"
"Sure. Hey, I have found a lot of really expensive stuff!" Evan exclaimed excitedly before he turned around to keep looking.
They found one laptop and then left the apartment and the security manager, the Joker thought about killing him but trusted that the information they had on him was enough to keep him in line. They packed everything inside the car and drove off. They drove almost all the way to the bridge, but to Evan's surprise the Joker pulled over in front of a gag store and parked the car. He turned to look at Evan.
"You're going to go in there and buy grease paint for me." he said and Evan furrowed his brows.
"Now? Isn't it better to just get the hell out of here?"
"I don't have any left since we escaped."
"You don't need it…" Evan said but the Joker sent him a deadly stare.
"It's not as if I can just waltz in there with these right now." he snapped and pointed at his scars.
"Okay, no problem boss." Evan said with a sigh and the Joker explained to him what brand it was that he wanted. Evan got out and then returned about ten minutes later with the stuff. The Joker examined it and found that Evan had bought what he had asked for, he started the car and drove the rest of the way to the cabin. He parked in front of it and Evan immediately began to carry the loot inside. Bob got out and greeted them with a relieved look on his face.
"Is everything alright, boss?"
"Yeah. Is she awake?"
"Yes, she woke up about 30 minutes ago." Bob said and the Joker clicked his tongue.
"Is she still in the bedroom?"
"Yes."
"Okay, go in and make sure she stays there."
"Sure thing, boss." Bob said and went inside the cabin. The Joker went in after him and walked straight into the bathroom. He opened the package of makeup and began to cover every inch of his face with the white paint. Once he had covered every last part of his scars in red paint he smiled sarcastically at his own reflection. He angrily threw the makeup down into a drawer and left the room.
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