AN: I really like your guys ideas and guesses. The Cullen's have popped up since I introduced them in Bella's story to Joker and Charlie's death. I'm not sure how I would incorporate them, but the idea is being thought about. If they do show up, it won't be now.
-Disclaimer: All characters belong to their perspective writers.
Chapter 8: Joker's Girl….HEHE HA!
Bella looked at Renee, and then Oswald. "That's a risk I'm willing to take," Bella aimed for Oswald before turning, and aiming for one of Oswald's men that had Renee at gunpoint. She hit him in the chest, and one of her men flanked her side as she made her way to Oswald.
"Get my mother out of here," She snapped and ducked down to cover herself. Oswald was trying to make a hasty getaway, but Bella shot him in the foot, causing him to falter in stride. With him being so small and his deformity, he waddled like that of a Penguin. All she had to do was grab him by the foot and subdue him.
His eyes were wide as she stepped on his neck. "You and I are nowhere near finished," She murmured. A pain in her arm reminded her where she was, and she looked down at her arm, realizing someone shot her.
She looked up, and without blinking, shot the first person she saw. She then turned the gun to Oswald. "Call them off," She jerked him up off the floor, holding her gun to his head. Oswald lifted his hand, putting a whistle in his mouth. The shrill sound made everyone stop and wince.
"It's over," Oswald's men surrendered, and Bella waited as the threat diminished. She kept a hold on him, bringing him to the middle of the room. She let him drop to the floor and used her foot to turn him over.
She cocked her gun.
"You know how they say, 'An eye for an eye'?" Oswald shied away as best as he could. "Please, don't. I can work for you, give you anything you want," Bella tilted her head. "What I want is dead," Oswald held his hands up. "I have the antidote! I swear. I'll get it for you," Bella pushed her foot down, adding pressure. "No, send one of them to get it,"
Oswald nodded, pointing to one of his men. "Go, one of mine goes with yours," Bella sent one man to shadow him. "It's Hydroxocobalamin. It needs to be inserted into his veins before 24 hours," Bella pursed her lips, watching him closely. "Why kill him?" She asked, tilting her head.
"Isn't it obvious? He's the most deranged man in Gotham. With him gone, someone else can have free reign. Do you know how hard it is to hire a dirty cop? Can't. Joker already has them. Joker ran this place. Don't tell me you actually cared about him,"
Bella wrinkled her nose, glaring down at him. "No. I loved him," They stared at each other for a moment.
"Got it," One of the henchmen stated, and Bella held her hand out, looking at the brown liquid.
"Are you sure?" She asked, looking Oswald in the eyes. "Positive,"
Bella nodded. "Thank you," She pulled the trigger. She wrinkled her nose at the blood that sprayed on her hand and shoes and took a deep breath. "I want to go home now," She mumbled, stepping away from his body. She walked out the doors she burst through, heading toward the main entrance.
"What do you want us to do?" One of her men asked. "What do you think?" She snapped over her shoulder. She ignored the sound of guns going off, and ignored the women that had escaped, running around her and as far as they could away from the mansion.
She got into the car, meeting Santiago face to face. "Where is he?" She asked. "Helicopter and on the way home. Joker didn't have a plan for this," Bella looked down at the syringe. "I did. Get one of the boys to set up an IV machine, drip, and all, including an EKG. I killed Oswald," She looked to the floor, biting her lip.
Santiago laid a hand on her leg. "You did what you had to do," Bella took in a deep breath. "I didn't blink. I didn't hesitate. I didn't kill him because I was in danger. I killed him because he killed Joker, and I didn't flinch, I barely felt regret. If this doesn't work…" She sighed, running a hand through her hair.
"It will. Joker has faith in you," Bella licked her dry lips, looking over at Renee who had fallen asleep. "How is she?" Bella asked. Santiago shrugged. "Not sure," Bella leaned over, wiping the blood from her forehead. "That's weird," She then wiped at the bruise under her eye, pulling her hand back. "This is makeup,"
Bella then glanced down, her eyes widening. She raised her gun, just in time to see Renee raising hers. "This is for Phil!" Renee cried. Bella shot first, and this time she did close her eyes, nausea rolling in her stomach. She looked away, her hand shaking. Santiago took the gun from her hand, and opened the door, kicking Renee's body out of the car. Santiago made the call, ordering exactly what Bella requested, and a clean-up crew to take care of Renee's body.
The rest of the ride was spent in silence, and Bella was short of losing her mind. Her brain was trying to process different emotions at once, unable to keep up. The grief and anger swelled and molded into a numbness, mixing with the realization that she killed her mother, and killed a man, remorse too far down the hole for her to care.
It was a numbing pain; one she didn't know if she could handle. Her grip on morality was slipping.
Determination was the only thing in Bella's heart as they arrived home. "Santiago, I want you to administer the Hydroxocobalamin and I'll start chest compressions,"
Santiago followed behind Bella, and they walked into their base of operations, heading straight for Joker's room. Bella handed Santiago the Hydroxocobalamin, and he started the prep. Bella looked down at Joker, tears in her eyes. She got onto the bed, straddling him to gain leverage.
She started chest compressions, counting. She did the process for a few times, before looking to Santiago. "Do it," Santiago inserted the Hydroxocobalamin, and Bella continued. "Come on, you stubborn bastard," She snapped. "Bella," Santiago started. "No! I will not stop until that machine starts to beep," Santiago grabbed her hand, stopping her. Bella looked up, following his hand as he reached into Joker's pocket. "It was sticking out, look what's taped on it," He turned it over for her to see.
Inject into heart
Bella snatched it away, biting the cap off before stabbing it into his heart, pushing down until the green liquid disappeared.
Bella sat still, staring at his face.
Nothing.
"Dammit!" She growled, hitting him in the chest. She did it again, her fist hitting his chest. "You can't LEAVE ME!"
Beep…beep…
Bella stopped, looking over at the EKG. "He has a pulse," She whispered, looking back down at Joker. "Joker? Can you hear me?" She pursed her lips, swallowing. "Give him a few hours," Santiago advised, helping her off the bed. "I'll be in my sunroom. Call me if anything changes," Santiago nodded. "Will do,"
Bella grabbed her laptop and headed into her sunroom. It was still dark in the early morning, so she hit on the soft lamp, illuminating the room in a soft glow. She sat in the rocking chair, opening the laptop. She started her search for Phil Dwyer. Around the same time Charlie went missing, Florida had a series of killing sprees. Victims were drained of blood and had bite marks on their necks. Local police thought it was some freak with a vampire fetish. One of the bodies was Phil.
Bella spent the rest of the early morning digging into what she could find. The only thing Bella was missing was how Renee got to Oswald and if she knew about vampires. She just didn't know why Renee would connect her to them. She closed the computer down, rubbing her eyes.
She left everything where it was, turning off the lamp before she left. Before she headed into Joker's room, she grabbed the first aid kit, the adrenaline from yesterday's events was wearing off. One of the boys went about digging the bullet out and wrapping her arm. Once finished, she headed back to Joker's room, closing the door behind her. She leaned against the door, sighing heavily. Joker was still out, and Bella checked his vitals as best she could. As long as she heard a steady heartbeat, that would suffice.
She crawled into bed next to him, laying her head on his shoulder. "I think you're slowly rubbing off on me," She whispered, closing her eyes.
A few hours had passed when she was woken up being shaken. She snapped her eyes open to see Joker hovering over her, her gun to her forehead.
She grabbed his wrists, talking slowly and quietly. "Joker…it's me. You need to calm down and relax. You're a little delirious right now because of the Hydroxocobalamin, but everything is okay. It's me…just me," She cooed, staring him in the eyes. "Hit the light so you can see," She advised.
She made a little grunt as he nudged the gun a bit more firmly. He leaned over, turning on the lamp, seeing him clearly. She held her hands palm up, swallowing.
Joker stared down at her, his brain slowly kicking into drive.
"And the shoe fits,"
I just want to corrupt every inch of her.
"My main priority is to keep you satisfied"
"You learn not to care"
"My naughty girl,"
"All…yours…"
"I…care about you…"
"Joker?" Bella asked, sitting up slowly. Joker snatched the gun away, gripping Bella's face. He kissed her slowly, a satisfied hum leaving his lips as he pulled away. Bella ran her hands over his exposed arms, unbuttoning his shirt. She laid her palm over his heart, feeling the heat from his body.
She took two fingers to his neck, getting a feel for his pulse. "How do you feel?" She asked, checking his face. "I feel fine, now will you stop it?" He grabbed her hand, holding it in his own. "I just want to make sure…" Joker covered her mouth with his own again, pushing her back onto the bed.
"Will you shut up?" He murmured against her lips, slipping his hands in between them. He gripped her tank top, tearing it up the middle. "Okay," She sighed into his mouth, a shiver running down her spine as he ran his hands across her stomach.
"I really hate clothes," He growled into her ear, and Bella helped wiggle herself out of her pants, and Joker wasted no more time with foreplay or touches. He wanted what he wanted, and she was always ready for him.
Bella helped him with his pants, and Joker didn't bother slipping out of them before he drove himself home, both of them groaning at the contact. Bella wrapped her arms around his neck, her little moans and groans spurring him on.
"Drench it," He gritted out, his hands gripping her hips, leaving bruises in his wake. Bella rocked her hips, and Joker lowered his head, covering her neck in hickeys. He pushed her bra up, sucking a nipple into his mouth. Bella groaned, arching into him.
Bella shuddered as she came, she kissed up and down his neck as he finished, unwilling to let go of him. He plopped down beside her, and Bella rolled over, laying her head on his chest.
Joker ran his hand up her arm, turning his head to look at her bandage. "Just a flesh wound. I uh, I killed Oswald,"
Joker looked down at her. "You got the job done," Bella snuggled closer to him, sighing softly. "I didn't feel anything. You were gone and…I didn't care. It's…" She sighed, closing her eyes.
"What happened?" He asked, slightly bummed he couldn't kill Oswald himself. "I made him surrender. Once he got me what I wanted, I killed him. He had my mother. He's was going to use her to get me to stay. The thing about my mother…we were never really close. You're all that matters to me now, it was a risk I was willing to take. Then to make matters worse, I had to kill her,"
Joker tilted his head. "Interesting development. Why?"
"It was either me or her," She whispered. Joker shifted, making Bella look toward him. "In this line of work, it's either you, or them. I've given you everything you need to make sure it's always you. There is no thinking about others. You think about yourself and only yourself. If you don't, you'll have a weakness, and then you're dead. He got the jump on me by switching my cologne, but I always have a plan. You've got to be three steps ahead Cinderella. Make them think you have shown all your hands, and when they think it's all said and done…boom.." He kissed her hair, running by a hand alongside her thigh.
"Things are going to get kind of testy sweetheart. I'm sure some of his men made it out before ours did the job,"
Bella turned her head, brows furrowing. "So people will be looking for you or test you?" Joker nodded. "It's all a big game, and sooner or later…Batman will be the mouse trying to catch the cheese,"
Joker tilted her head up. "You know what you need? A reputation of your own," Bella hummed, rolling over on top of him.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there. Right now, you need to rest, and I…want to play doctor…so, what hurts?"
Joker smirked. "Now where did this come from? I knew you were a Vixen…"
A few days after Joker recovered, a criminal he used to run with back in the day, had to see if the rumors were true.
His name was Vinny. Vinny always had women flocking around him and that's the first thing Bella noticed.
Her psychology knowledge was slowly kicking in as she watched Vinny walk into the room, two blondes wrapped around him.
Joker had a seat arranged for him. Bella had decided to be nice and make finger sandwiches. As she came from the kitchen, she stopped for a moment, raising a brow as the ugly blonde of the two sat in Joker's lap.
Bella could see the irritation on Joker's face the moment the girl sat down, but he didn't push her off either.
Bella grumbled under her breath and sat the tray in front of Vinny. She gave Joker a heated look as he caught her eyes, a small smile on his face.
Her cheeks reddened and she crossed her arms over her chest. The blonde just giggled, and patted Joker's leg. Bella wasn't really dressed like usual, but she was presentable, in a black flowing skirt, and a short-sleeved shirt. Bella assumed the girl was one of the dumb ones.
"Move," She snapped, her irritation getting the best of her. The blonde stopped giggling, looking up at Bella surprised. Joker just watched, wanting to see what Bella would do.
"Fine," Joker narrowed his eyes as Bella flicked her hair over her shoulder, turning to Vinny. She sauntered over, sitting down in his lap. "Woah there. Didn't know your help was so friendly," Vinny states.
Bella bit her cheek to keep herself from laughing and/or pissing herself. She mentally shrugged at the possible consequence of her action, and stared Joker in the face.
If he wanted to play, then play she would.
Joker barely lasted for two seconds before he pushed the blonde off him. "You're really pissing me off," Joker snapped angrily. Bella snorted. "Oh? Didn't notice with the blonde bimbo on your lap," She retorted. "Hey!" Bella waved the blonde off, standing from Vinny's lap.
"I mean she was practically all over you, running her French Manicure all over your leg," Bella spat. "I mean if this some sort of foreplay…." Vinny started. "It's not, so calm your dick. Get the fuck out while you're at it," Bella responded, her eyes still on Joker.
"Hey now listen here bitch…" Vinny snapped, coming to a stand. "Step, and I'll blow your brains out," Bella stated, turning around to face Vinny. She missed the excited look in Joker's eyes, and he stepped up behind her, reaching in her pants to pull out her gun.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. "Sit," Joker demanded, waving the gun in a sitting motion. Vinny raised his hands, sitting back down in the chair. "First of all, don't call me a bitch. Second, I'm not the help, I'm his lover,"
Joker's arm tightened around her waist, and he kissed behind her ear. "Seriously? You make out with a man dressed up as a clown?" The nasal voice of the other blonde almost made Bella's ears bleed, and Joker handed Bella her gun, watching her bloom right before his eyes.
"What's your name?" Bella asked instead, stepping out of Joker's arms. "Mikayla," She responded. Bella hummed, looking Mikayla up and down, eyeing her cheetah print dress. "Come here," Mikayla furrowed her brows but stood anyway. "Come on, I don't bite," Bella murmured, smiling a small, vindictive smile.
Makayla walked forward, standing a few feet away from Bella. Bella walked forward, circling around Mikayla a few times before stopping next to her. "You're right, I don't make out with him," She ran the edge of the gun along Mikayla's arms, looking back at Joker. "I fuck him,"
She pushed Mikayla to the side as Joker made a beeline for her, moaning as he pulled her by the shirt, kissing her lips with vigor. "Is this how we play now?" He murmured, making his way to his chair, letting Bella push him into it. "You started it," Bella responded, letting him pull her into his lap.
"You know you're the only one for me," Joker soothed, running his hands up her legs. He pushed her skirt up, making sure he hid her ass from view, taking Bella's gun and holding it towards his now hostages. Bella leaned up on her knees, pulling him free from his pants, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I better be," She responded, lowering herself down, closing her eyes.
Joker moved his hips, bouncing Bella up and down, causing her legs to slap against his pants. Even though his three unwilling guests were scared shitless, the way Joker and Bella moved had them mesmerized.
For Joker, it was like a show. His girl was doing what he loved most, and he had witnesses/hostages watching him put his dick to use. He didn't care about anything in that moment except getting off and maybe shooting someone.
He watched Bella bounce, taking in her flushed face, and open mouth.
She's beautiful Jack…
Cutting his eyes back to Vinny, he whispered in Bella's ear, and Bella complied. As she got off him, his purple pants were stained with her essence, and Joker could only laugh at their expressions. "I think our guests are aroused sweetheart,"
Bella sat back down, this time facing forward, and Joker leaned forward, gripping her waist. He started slow at first, lifting her up and slowly bringing her back down.
As Bella wiggled, a clear sign she wanted something different, Joker kissed the back of her neck. "Makayla dear, that's how she fucks me…now let me show you just how this clown fucks her,"
Joker could feel Bella get wetter by that statement alone, and as he snapped his hips, he could hear the gushing liquid that was dripping from her pussy.
He continued with that motion for a while before he started pounding into her. Bella gripped his legs for leverage, her whole body thrusting forward with every thrust of his hips. "Don't…stop," Bella panted, her eyes closing, ignoring everything around her except the feel of him.
Joker gripped her hips, coming to a stand, and bent her over a bit more, pulling her hair, gently jerking her head up.
"See that face? Doesn't she look happy?!" Joker really wasn't expecting a response, but was surprised when all three nodded, their eyes swinging back and forth.
Joker smiled a delirious smile, pounding into Bella with a force he didn't know he possessed, feeling her contract around his cock, a mix between a cry and a moan leaving her lips. "Mmm oh! Yes..I'm about to…" Bella gasped, unable to keep up with Joker's movements.
Joker laughed as she shook underneath him, her hands clenching around his knees. "That's right sweetheart, give me all you got," He growled, reaching around him to rub at her swollen clit. Bella grunted out a squeal as she came a third time, Joker's hand keeping her supported as her knees went slack.
Bella shuddered, her eyes still closed as Joker sat back down, pulling her in his lap. She shuddered again as he didn't pull out, but held her still. "I tired my girl out. Look at that pretty little face…you two, get the fuck out and if I see your faces, I'll shoot you alone on principle," The two blondes scurried away, following one of Joker's men. Most of them had left when they started the first time, and only one remained to block the exit.
"Vinny…my man…I want something from you," Vinny snapped his eyes back to Joker, blinking rapidly. "I am alive and doing quite well, but when my boys are done with you and trust me, you'll be in a lot of pain, when they ask you 'what happened, I want you to tell them Cinderella did it," Joker snapped his fingers and out of nowhere, 5 of his henchman came to 'escort' him out. One placed tape over his mouth, while the others dragged him along and out of sight.
Joker looked down at Bella who was dozing off, her body lax against his. He wasn't completely done with her but knew he had all the time in the world.
He pulled out of her, lifting her into his arms. He didn't bother with fixing his pants, walked back into his room, laying her down on the bed.
He ran his eyes over her body, running his hand up her legs, slipping a finger up her slit. "Always so wet for me," He murmured. He laid down beside her, closing his eyes as he wrapped his hand around his cock, imagining it was her.
That's how his mind worked nowadays. Everything he thought about, her face would pop into his brain and at times like this, she was all he thought about.
He closed his eyes, his hand slick with her cum all over it. He felt the bed shift and then a warm mouth replacing his hand. Joker opened his eyes, his eyes zeroing in on Bella as she sucked him clean.
He tapped on her legs and she let him do what he wanted. He pulled her lower half to him, making her straddle his face. He spread her legs, moving her skirt out of the way. He ran a hand along her ass, spreading her pussy lips apart.
He flicked his tongue, making Bella jerk before she settled, moaning around his cock as licked her juices. "Keep going…" Joker demanded, inserting a finger. Bella rocked her hips, and swirled her tongue along the head of his cock, using her hands to rub up and down.
She bobbed her head up and down, her moans being swallowed as sucked him off. She rocked her hips, riding Joker's face, being careful not to bite. Joker thrust into her mouth, fully enjoying himself.
He and Bella came around the same time, and Bella released him with a lick, laying where she was. Joker caressed her legs. "How do you do it?" She whispered, turning her head back to look at him.
He raised a brow. "A match made in hell. I know exactly what gets you off, and you're much more enjoyable when your mouth is occupied," Bella hit at his leg, laying her head down.
"You like it when I talk to you," She murmured sleepily. "Come here," He patted towards the top of the bed, and Bella rolled over, crawling up the bed, lying next to him.
He grabbed her face, looking into her eyes. "What's changed?" He could see the difference in her eyes, a look he's seen in his own since the beginning.
"I don't know if you want to hear it," She mumbled, closing her eyes. He narrowed his eyes, tapping her cheek. She blinked her eyes open, a different emotion in them this time.
He knew something within her changed weeks ago, but it was more prominent now. He knew his 'dying' had some effect on her, but he noticed how different she was. She was his reflection in a sense. More so now than ever. The old Bella would've never let him have sex with her so publicly.
She matched him perfectly and it didn't happen in a matter of weeks. He knew the start was the death of Charlie, and from there she was grieving and he was slowly rubbing off on her as time went on.
She's seen a lot being with him and the first person she physically killed was Frank. It changed her slowly, molding her.
But the display today, it's almost like she accepted something, and he wanted to know what it was. Joker had already made up his mind since day one. She was his the moment he snatched her off the street.
So, when exactly did he become hers?
"I've got all day…" He murmured. Bella tried to turn away from him, but Joker held her still. "I don't want it to change things,"
"I don't plan on letting you go anywhere…so I don't think anything will be changing," He ran a finger down her cheek.
She sighed heavily, refusing to meet his eyes. "I realized that after Oswald…and I think I've known for a while but never admitted it out loud until the other night. I realized I…" She drew in a breath.
Joker tilted her head up, waiting. "Please…" He shook his head, swiping his finger across her lips. She let out a breath, staring into his dark green eyes.
"I realized I love you. I wasn't saying I was your lover for nothing. I've fallen in love with you, and don't ask me how, because I don't know how. I may not know what you really look like without the makeup, but I know how you feel. Under me, on top of me, next to me. You're steady. Are you happy now?" She griped, jerking her chin from his hold.
Joker didn't say anything at first, running a hand along her cheek. She knocked his hand away, turning away, pursing her lips. "I thought so. Don't pout Cinderella,"
Bella softly huffed, "I'm not pouting. I just know it isn't the same for you. Not on my level anyway," Joker kissed along her neck and Bella looked at him out of the corner of her eye. "Sucking up won't help you," She turned back to him, rolling on top of him.
"Just say it, you don't love me," She laid her arms across his chest, laying her chin on her hands. "Love will get you killed sweetheart. Now, why would you want to do so such a thing?"
"I can't help myself," She whispered, meeting his eyes. He took a finger, swiping it across her cheek, feeling her warm skin.
"Let me tell you a little story. My mother loved me. She loved me so much that she'd let my father beat on her instead of me. She would always say, with a black eye and busted lip, 'I love you Jack,' and tuck me into bed for the night. One night, she tucked me in, and her face was more fucked up than usual. She caressed my face, blood leaking from the corners of her mouth. I told her that she should leave and take me with her. She just laughed…and laughed. She laughed so much she started crying. She told me, 'I'll always love you Jack,'. The next morning, she was gone. I waited for her all day to show up. As my father was tucking me in, he just stared at me, before pulling out one of his pocket knives. He waved the blade in front of my face, and I knew it was my mother's blood. He just laughed and asked, 'Why…so….serious?' She loved me so much it got her killed, and she went away,"
Bella laid her head on his chest, looking towards the wall. "I won't leave you," She whispered. Joker watched her face, running a hand down her back. "I'm safer with you than any cop or vigilante in this city. Whether you feel the same or not, I love you, and there's nothing you can do or say to make me change my mind. This is where I belong, right here,"
AN: That concludes this chapter. I know I asked before, but now that we've gotten in a few more chapters, should Joker actually fall in love? Now that you can see how I am writing and molding him to fit my image.
I've had a question in regard to Bella and Joker's unprotected sex and wondering if it would lead to pregnancy. I can't really imagine Joker as a father figure, and it will be addressed sometime in the story.
How are you liking Bella's progression? Too fast? Too much?
Until next time.