It stung horribly as she wrapped the towel about her thigh. He had ruined it, though it had not been her favorite, Eva felt this piece had signified her taking her life into her hands and making her way outside of traditional expectations. In that moment Eva found herself crying, she was losing everything that made her life hers.

The blood welled up under the kitchen towel, turning a significant amount of it a horrid red. Pulling it away, she stared at the J, it ran the length of the tattoo. It hurt like a mother, and with all the struggling, he had probably damaged the muscles. Joker continued to observe her, the prideful smirk never leaving his face.

Slowly he got up and crossed the room to her. Eyes widening, Eva pushed her back against the island, causing her leg to bend at the knee. The cut screamed but she kept the pain from her face as she glared up at him. The anger burned in her stomach, like a surgeon had sliced open it and the acid splashed out and devoured her internal organs. Taking a knee, he took hold of her chin "You seem to have a problem with authority…."

The pain inspired tears wetted his fingers, he shrugged, smirk blooming into his trademark smile "Now, normally, I like that in my women, but in your case…."

His fingers dug in for a second "It's become tiresome when you throw your cute little tantrums."

He was treating her violent bid for freedom like it was the fit of three year old "Especially when they are directed at me… or cost me men!"

Joker wrench her chin up and then forced it back "I didn't do shit to your goon…"

The words came out in a hiss "I'm sorry what was that sweetie?"

He put a hand to his ear. Sneering, Eva forced herself by putting the majority of her weight on the counter. She hobbled around the island, putting a barrier between herself and him. Her leg seared with pain but she didn't want him to know how badly it hurt "He touched me…"

She'd need to play nice now. Turning, she fixed him with a perverse smile "I told him not to, so I defended myself."

Blood was starting to snake down her leg, it had soaked the rolled up hem of her sweatpants "He said he wasn't supposed to apply discipline, he broke your rules."

Joker chuckled as he walked around the island "Mmm, you're lucky that Micky was sniveling piece of shit."

Eva quirked an eyebrow "So that was his name…"

He eyed her "Hmm, and what did you call him?"

She put weight on her leg, and winced "I called him Carl, he sort of rolled with it."

He cracked a smiled and started to laugh, and then it turned into a roar of amusement. Eva had a pause in her thinking, why was this conversation so fucking normal all of a sudden? A minute ago, she and Joker had been rolling around on the floor trying to maim the other. Eva glanced at the paper weight in the wall. Joker was talking again, but she had long tuned him out. Was this normal for him, trying to kill the object of obsession, and then making small talk. She jumped when he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers. When she tried to pull away, he pushed her up against the counter. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he lifted her up. His fingers brushed along the J cut, Eva tensed as the pain doubled at the touch. Smirking, Joker pulled away. His fingertips were dappled in her blood, smiling he stuck out his tongue and licked at the gore. Eva's upper lip twitched, indicating her disgust at the action.

Chuckling, Joker inclined his head and eyed her wound "Get yourself cleaned up sweet cheeks."

He walked around the counter, making his way to the door. Pausing, he looked over his shoulder "Give your little friend a call, you know how she…. Worries…."

With that, he forced the door open and slammed it behind him. Eva grit her teeth, she swallowed the lump in her throat as she slowly descended from the countertop. Her injured leg screamed at the weight as she hobbled into the bathroom with the kitchen towel pressed awkwardly against it. Making it to the bathroom, Eva got into the tub and ran the water. So he knew about Marni, she was on his radar now and would use her if he had to. Allowing her head to hang off to the side, Eva watched as her blood took to the bath water. She'd need to do something about Marni, she had to keep her safe.