Chapter 19

For hours, I watched the Joker torture Rick before we finally returned to our room. As I laid next to the clown-faced man I remembered everything that happened.

The Joker smiled at me and took my hand in his. He looked at his men that was holding Rick and motioned to the door and pointed down. If possible, Rick paled further and the other men seemed to understand what he meant since they were pushing their captive through the doorway.

Joker started leading me in the same way and to a now open door. I looked at him in confusion since this was not on our previous tour of the house.

"You'll see Princess," he said letting go of my hand and started down the steps. "Are you coming?"

"Yeah, just give me a moment." I said as he shrugged. I hesitated a moment before I finally went down the steps.

As I reached the bottom of the steps, I heard the first of many screams that night. I followed the sound and my mouth dropped when I walked into a makeshift torture cell. I looked down at the man that I thought I once loved on the floor with blood dripping down his face. His eyes met mine and they seemed to plead with me.

"Mia, please," He pleaded.

I looked away.

"No, and that's not my name." I said quietly.

I didn't realize it but a purple-clad figure walked towards me. I looked up when I felt two familiar hands on my shoulders and I looked into his dark brown eyes. He looked at me with a curious look and I nodded. I heard him let out a shuddering breath and he lead me to a random chair in the corner.

"You can stay here for as long as you wish," He said before he pushed me on the chair and gave me a lingering, intense kiss.

I watched as the Joker went back over to his newest victim and hit his heel on the ground. I cocked my head in confusion until I happened to see a glint of silver flash and I knew it was a blade that was hidden in the toe of his shoe. I winced in sympathy when I saw the kick to the prone man's figure and the scream that followed.

The Joker jumped on Rick and started hitting him until he was a bloody mess. Once he felt Rick had enough, he grabbed his knife and flicked it open before holding it to the prone, still man's face.

"Don't worry my friend, I am nowhere near finished with you. This is just a taste of what I can and will do to you if you even think of looking at that beauty in the corner. Do you understand?" the Joker asked only too calmly.

Rick spit blood at the Joker's face in defiance. Joker wiped the blood off his face and sighed.

"Have it your way," Joker said as he carved another long line on Rick's face, deep.

This torture went on for hours in between the Joker using his fists and his knife, until Rick was just a bloody mess. Some of the marks I knew was going to be nasty scars. The Joker went and grabbed Rick by the hair, Rick didn't even make a sound that's how bad the pain was for him in general.

"Now, you piece of scum since you have some, uh issues you're going to call Fox's secretary and tell her that your mother is in the hospital and you'll not be in for work for a while. And if you thought this little torture session was bad, you even think of looking at what is MINE this will be pale in comparison." Joker all but spit in his face. All he got back was a small groan of pain.

Joker nodded to his men and they dragged the now still form of Rick away into a small hallway. He then walked back over to me and held out his gloved hand, I immediately took it and he pulled me up. He took the back of my neck and pulled me close to him, resting his cheek on the top of my head. Just a loving embrace.

I felt him pull my chin up with his finger to make me look into his eyes. He searched my eyes for something, which he must have found because he let out a small smile. He kissed my forehead before grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs.

I looked at the man that I was sharing a bed with. I rolled over and examined him as he slept, noticing that he never took off his makeup, he never has in front of me. He let out a small sigh.

"Princess, I can literally hear your brain working from here. Now, what's wrong, not regretful of the whole torture thing?" He asked with his eyes still closed.

"No, I was just thinking about your makeup." I said honestly. "I Know who you are Joker, and it isn't like I can really escape. You'll just find me again."

"It's a barrier, and it has been my mask for so long. Maybe someday but, not now." He said as he rolled over and grabbed me, I let out a surprised squeak. "Now, go to bed I have a big day tomorrow and I need sleep." He said snuggling me close to him.

"Oh, okay, night Joker," I said as I tried to get comfortable in the new position.

"It's Jack." He whispered quietly in my ear.

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