Danielle POV
"No I'm not talking to you" I shake my head and walk towards riddle boy.
Behind me I can hear a low growl and fast steps before a hand not so gently grasps my arm and pulls me into a hard chest.
"Don't walk away from me" Joker snarls out and dragging me back to our little table on the far right of this sad excuse for a prison yard. I rip my arm out of his grasp and hiss at him that I can walk on my own.
About halfway towards our destination I turn towards him and grasps his hand tightly to make sure that he can't pull away. When I feel him pulling at our entwined hands I give him a threatening glare saying "Don't you dare pull away that hand". Smiling sweetly at him I begin dragging him because he walks slowly and I hate walking slowly.
As we sit down he hastily pulls away his hand glaring at me before giving me a harsh slap on the hand. "Kitty kitty kitty, don't forget who's in charge here" I'd gladly let him be in charge, I mean just look at him. Besides he just screams dominance and I dig it. "Of course not... daddy" I giggle at him before turning back to our game of tic-tac-toe on the table. I'm losing.
1 hour earlier
After several days of therapy and no signs of progress my doctor decided to not do our session today. He didn't even say it face to face, he sent bad hairdo guard. A shiver runs through me as I think of his hair. I can fix it for him if he wanted me too, I would be quick. I promise I would. He even gave me a pat on the head before he walked away as if I was a pet. Do I look furry to you?
Suddenly there's a slam in front of me as the guards have dropped of the lunch. And guess what?
There
Are
No
Potatoes
I specifically asked for potatoes and there are none on my plate. What I wouldn't do to get some potatoes man.
"This is bullshit, where is my potatoes?!" I growl out to the guards as the walk away.
"You know uh little girl, life's not fair" I hear a voice tell me but I can barely hear it over the voices in my head screaming for potatoes. I either have to get some potatoes or snuggle up to J because he's the only thing that can silence those demons.
It was eddy boy in the cell in front of me who dared utter such words in my time for grief.
"Tell me, have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight" I say as I walk up to my bars and lean on them. "I wish I could, J you wanna dance?" I ask him as I try to climb up my bars to get to the top. Once I got there I hang myself upside down and swing back and forth.
"Get of the bars hotness" One of the passing guards tell me before poking me with a long stick to make me fall down. I whimper as I fall hard on my back with the air knocked out of me. I can feel hot tears well up in my eyes and I slowly turn myself on my stomach. They unlock my door and struts inside with their batons ready as they smirk.
"Don't touch her, don't touch her, don't touch her" My bestie frantically mutters as he paces up and down the bars separating us.
"Shut up freak" The meanest looking one answers him before they start hitting me with the batons. Hit after hit falls down on my bruised body and my smile can't seem to stop growing with each one.
"Finally some fun" I cackle out as I force myself on my legs as steadily as I can while avoiding the beating sticks. Kicking one in the legs I bend down to grab his baton before swinging it around to hit the guard behind him in true Kol Mikaelson fashion. With only one guard still standing I take a few threatening steps towards him before he turn on his tail and run away. Only now can I hear the maniacal laughter in the cell to my right and hooting from my ward mates. Turning back towards my new playmate I swing my baton around before swinging it down on one guards face as he begs me for mercy with fear in his eyes. Feeling the blood splatter on my face as I savagely bring the baton down on him only makes my laughter higher. After deciding that the whimpering guard had enough I turned away from him and my laughter instantly stop and I sigh as my face grows somber.
"It's over so soon, oh well" I say as I begin dragging the body out of my cell and push his body through the bars into my playmate's cell on my left. After I'm done with him I quickly do the same with the other knocked out one before going back inside my cell and closing the door behind me.
At the stunned looks around me I only mumble out a "What, I don't want to lose my yard privileges" before sitting down on my bed playing the part of a distressed little girl as guards rush into the ward. As the third guard begin to point me out as the bad guy here he instantly changes his mind after seeing the look on J's face. Instead he redirect his accusing finger to my playmate and he does after all have the bodies in his cell.
After removing the bodies and the strawberry blond man the guards spread out and prepares to take out us to the yard. Finally some fresh air, I can't wait to properly breathe again. Being put into a straight jacket again is not something I was looking forward to but if it's the prize of fresh air then who am I to complain.
After putting everyone who they believe has to have a straight jacket in one they line us up, the joker at the front and me behind him and so on and so forth. Before the guards start pulling on us to make us start walking he and with him I mean our favorite green haired crime boss turned his head to look at me before following the guard out.
The prison or rather the asylum yard is a big yard surrounded by high fence and barb wire on the top to make sure no one escapes. Obviously it doesn't help because everyone knows that Arkham can't stop J or other criminals from escaping. There are some benches scattered around the palace of fresh air and I have my eyes on a very special one. It looks to be newly built and there are a lot of what looks like colour stains on it.
Me being me grabbed Eddy the riddle by the arm after we were released and began to drag him over to the bench while he sputters questions at me. The bench squeak as we sit down and I immediately turn to him and demands a riddle.
"A doctor and a bus driver are both in love with the same woman, an attractive girl named Sarah. The bus driver had to go on a long bus trip that would last a week. Before he left, he gave Sarah seven apples. Why?" I can tell he enjoys his riddles. It doesn't take long before I know the answer and I give him a playful grin as I answer.
"Because an apple a day keeps the doctor away" I give a small laugh and I shift and sit cross legged instead. "You my friend might be one of the only ones in this place I do not currently want to stab with a pencil."
"Aww that's so kind of you" He says to me. "You are one of the only ones here who appreciates my riddles" I give him a short aww and suddenly I feel a heavy hand fall on my shoulder and I'm being lifted into someone's lap. I turn around ready to slap this person into the next century before relaxing and melting into my besties arms.
"She is very kind isn't she, my little kitten" He grins at poor little Eddy sitting in front of me and faster than I can register his goons in waiting plop down on the benches around us and I can just see my poor riddle friend shaking and sweating.
I swat a hand at J's chest as I lean forward to comfort my new friend. I put a hand on his shoulder and invite him to play tic-tac-toe on the table using a rock I found on the ground. He gladly accept my invitation and not before long I have lost 3 games in a row and I grumble angrily at him and turn to the person who's lap I'm occupying. "You wanna play a game, sugar?" The question shifts his attention from the goon he was in a deep discussion with and he gives me a curt nod before taking the stone from my hand and making a X in the middle.
"Why don't you skiddaddle riddle boy and leave me and my girl alone" I hear Mr J's raspy voice tell my newest friend. Frighten he stands up too fast as he stumble and almost fall to the ground and I can hear the chuckles spilling from my self proclaimed daddy at his clumsiness. I angrily stand up from his lap and stomps away on my way to my friend as I hear him calling out to me.
I cast a fast glimpse behind me and I can see him glaring at my back and harshly dismisses his goons from the tables.
"No I'm not talking to you" I shake my head and walk towards riddle boy.
Behind me I can hear a low growl and fast steps before a hand not so gently grasps my arm and pulls me into a hard chest.
"Don't walk away from me" Joker snarls out and dragging me back to our little table on the far right of this sad excuse for a prison yard. I rip my arm out of his grasp and hiss at him that I can walk on my own.
About halfway towards our destination I turn towards him and grasps his hand tightly to make sure that he can't pull away. When I feel him pulling at our entwined hands I give him a threatening glare saying "Don't you dare pull away that hand". Smiling sweetly at him I begin dragging him because he walks slowly and I hate walking slowly.
As we sit down he hastily pulls away his hand glaring at me before giving me a harsh slap on the hand. "Kitty kitty kitty, don't forget who's in charge here" I'd gladly let him be in charge, I mean just look at him. Besides he just screams dominance and I dig it. "Of course not... daddy" I giggle at him before turning back to our game of tic-tac-toe on the table. I'm losing.
Present time
I want to see where Eddy went but everytime I try to look away from our game or the Joker himself he pulls my head back growls at me to focus. You're losing , a voice tells me. "Well no shit sherlock, you idiot" I mutter at the voice and it whimpers before my head quiet downs again.
"I'm sorry, It's the voices" I tell J as he looks at me weirdly before his face lights up at the mention of hearing voices.
"Don't worry, pumpkin I have them too" I sigh heavily and lean back onto his muscular chest and close my eyes as I enjoy the fresh air and sun shining down on me.
That's the fourth chapter, hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to vote and comment to let me know what you think!
