Warning fellow clowns: This chapter contains mature material and lots of HA HA's. I warned you!

Song used for this chapter: Come Down - Bush

Chapter 2: Sweet Surrender

"I wouldn't scream if I were you peaches." He kept his hand over my mouth and turned the knife over in his other hand so that its blade glinted in the light as he pressed me up against my apartment door.

I nodded hearing myself scream on the inside, my heart pounding. I've never felt so completely helpless in my entire life.

He moved his lips to my ear whispering softly. "Now, open the door." He smiled so big I thought his scars were going to rip.

His lips dropped down to my neck I felt his hot breath tickle my skin as he quickly twirled me around face first into the door. My hands were trembling as I reached into my pocket to grab the key. I stuck it in the lock and turned the handle but he couldn't wait any longer he pushed me forward knocking the wind out of me as I hit the hard wood floor. The door slammed shut behind me and everything was dark. I desperately got up to my feet nearly tripping over my untied shoe laces trying to find the damn light switch. I could hear him knocking over things in front of me giggling.

I flicked on the light and ran into the kitchen grabbing a steak knife. I looked around for the psycho. He was standing with his back turned away from me in front of my living room window. I stood in the doorway paralyzed with fear as I seen the gun in his hand again.

"You wanna carve me up princess?" He turned around as his green curls fell into his eyes. He was walking towards me now with the most sinister look on his face. "Go ahead I can add it to my collection."

"N-no please wait." I screamed and dropped the knife taking baby steps back. I put my hands up a little to surrender.

"I told you not to fucking scream! Go ahead take one more step back c'mon I want ya to do it. I'll blow your fucking brains out." His voice was full of anger as he inched closer. He aimed the gun at me.

"I'm so sorry I-I forgot. Please don't kill me." My knees were shaking so bad I fell down on them. I covered my face in my hands balling my eyes out like a baby.

I felt him pull me up by my shirt and he smacked my hands away from my face dragging me over to the couch. He roughly shoved me down and hovered on top of me. I laid there stunned staring up at him. I tried pulling myself up but it was no use. He was too damn strong.

This is not happening to me, this is not happening. It's just a bad dream… I'm going to wake up.

"No please don't hurt me." I squeezed my eyes shut turning my head away.

"Is that all you can say hmm?" He said in his whiny clown voice pressing a knee in between my legs. "No, no, no please uh don't hur-t me!" He mocked me pushing his knee harder against me. "I'm not going to hurt you little Anna girl. I need uh…" He leaned his face down into my neck inhaling me. "I need to fuck you." A little giggled escaped from his mouth.

"I'll kill you." I punched him in the nose hearing it crack. It gave me a bit of pleasure when I saw the blood start to run. He didn't even flinch. There was no way in hell I was having sex with this creep. I think I was getting ready to have a panic attack or faint.

"I'd uh really love you to try, HA-HA-HA!" He teasingly rolled his hips over mine giggling.

"I'm seventeen years old you fucking psycho bastard! So don't you even think for one second you'll be fucking me or I —"

He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me up a little to meet his face. A wolfish grin spread on his lips. "Le-t me tell you something Anna banana. I'll have my way with you and I'll fu-ck you if I want to and uh you will be more than willing to hand yourself over to me sooner or later anyways."

He released his grip from me and stood up from the couch. I took a deep breath and looked up at him

"What else to you expect us to do for fun anyways?" He quickly grabbed me by the ankles and pulled me off the couch dragging me across the carpet.

"What the fuck are you doing skitzo?" I tried grabbing on to a wall and then a lamp knocking it over. "Jesus Christ! Please stop!" I screamed out as the tears started flowing down my cheeks. "Get the hell out of my apartment you sick twisted fuck!" I kicked his wrists away from my ankles. I was seeing red and I stood up and jumped right on that Jokers back trying to pull the green hair right out of his head. I squeezed my hands around his neck trying to choke him. All I heard next was his insane laughter it echoed through the room and he slammed backwards into a wall, squishing me against it. My hands dropped from his neck and everything went black from there.

When I woke up I was in my room and the first thing my eyes saw was the half naked Joker lying down in my bed. I could see a pair of purple silk boxers he was in. The clown was cuddled up next to me with his green hair tousled all around my pillow snoring lightly. His arm was wrapped around my waist. I gasped loudly and his eyes flew open, our eyes meeting. He yawned and I just about puked when he opened his mouth.

"What the hell are you doing in my bed?" I screamed at him. He looked at me like he was confused or something. I tried pulling his arm off me but it wouldn't give so I just laid there awkwardly nestled safely in the psychos arms.

"Do you ever brush your teeth sicko? It smells like something crawled in your mouth and took a shit!" I shoved my pillow into his face. I heard him giggle.

I wiggled around trying to escape from the clown. I grabbed onto the dresser trying to pull myself off the bed. I heard him groan and he grabbed my hips and pulled me back to face him.

"Damnit Anna! Lay still." He pulled me closer to him closing his eyes.

"No! Don't you fucking get it? I yelled at him. "I want you out of my bed. I don't want to lie next to you. I do not like you. I will never like you. You're a crazy ass mother fucker!" I slapped him across the face. "I hate you! I hate this. Just fucking leave! Go!"

"You hate me Anna banana?" He ripped off the sheets and was laying on top of me now. "Anna I've had enough of your little outbursts so I uh suggest you shu-t the fuck up or…" He spread my legs apart pushing his waist into me. "Or I'm going to make your fucking night." His eyes were dark and determined. "You fucking got it buttercup?"

I was too scared to move at this point. I nodded at him.

"That's what I though-t." He pulled back and lay back down.

I sat up and turned looking down at him a few minutes later. "I have to use the bathroom."

"Fucking hold it!" He grabbed the top of my shoulder pulling me down back on my pillow.

"I'll pee on you." I couldn't help but laugh at my own words.

His eyes flew open and he was looking into mine smiling at me. His smile quickly faded and he grabbed me by the elbow and escorted me into my own bathroom.

"There uh ya see, now fucking piss!" He looked at me angry like he was about to pounce.

I looked up at him and sighed. "Well… I can't pee with you in here watching me."

"For the love of all that is fucking mighty!" The clown stormed out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.

"Mr. Attitude forgot to take his Midol." I whispered quietly giggling. I quickly dropped my skirt and panties and went over to use the toilet. Just as I sat down to pee the clown came barging in.

"I need to uh tell you something Anna." He smiled really big when he noticed I was on the pot.

My cheeks burned red and I hid my face in my hands. "What? Can it wait like thirty seconds?"

He laughed. "It takes you thirty seconds to take a piss?" He swiped my skirt and underwear from my ankles and opened up the bathroom window throwing them out.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" I got off of the toilet holding my shirt down over my area.

"You're uh going to sleep completely naked for the rest of the nigh-t." He narrowed his eyes at me clicking his tongue. "You need to be taught a little lesson."

I started to panic. "No. You can't do that." I felt the tears start to build up.

"Would it make you feel better if I was naked too peaches?" He had a smile playing on his lips as he ran his hands down over his boxers.

"Noooo!" I screamed at him my cheeks were on fire. I ran out of the bathroom his gaze following me.

"Oh lookie there! It's the great white whale." He laughed holding his sides.

He was obviously talking about my bare bottom which I didn't find funny at all. I turned to open my dresser and grabbed a pair of underwear and just before I could do anything I felt two hands move slowly under my shirt touching my skin. I felt his fingertips trace down over my navel and up my side.

"What did I say Anna?" He pulled my long hair back making me whimper.

I turned around about ready to smack him when I looked at him and all his makeup was washed off his face. His skin was completely cleaned off but all that remained were the scars and I could see them a lot more clearly without the face paint and red lipstick. I said nothing I just stared at him.

"Take off your clothes Anna." He whispered in a low voice.

My heart was beating so fast I couldn't breathe. I looked down at my hands which were shaking.

"Anna! Take them off now!" I heard him yell it made me jump.

My eyes filled up again and I looked up at him scared to death. "I don't want you to…" My words trailed off but I think he was following me when my cheeks turned red again.

"I won't fu-ck you Anna." His stare was burning into me so much I had to look away.

I was trying to figure out why he wanted me to take my clothes off so badly if he wasn't going to take my virginity from me. I quickly reached down and grabbed my shirt pulling it off. I unhooked my bra and threw it down crossing my arms covering my bare breasts.

"There… happy?" I let my eyes drop wondering over his smooth chest. He wasn't too skinny or had too much muscle. He was toned and perfect. My eyes fell even lower looking at his stripped purple boxers. I turned my head and felt him wrap his arms around me. I stood there in shock.

"Mm yes I'm very happy now uh." He sighed.

He pressed his body to mine and pulled me over on the bed with him. He locked his arms around my waist and slowly kissed my lips, his kiss hungry, his tongue searching out for mine. My lips didn't respond back. He pulled me on his lap. I could feel my pulse racing through my veins and he pulled me even more tightly and now I could feel his body respond to me, his hardness against my inner thigh. I couldn't take anymore. I pushed him off and hid under the sheets like the coward I was.

"Don't worry Anna." He came under the blanket next to me wrapping his arms around me. "I'll be good. I just like this, right now. Just stay like this for a while."

He closed his eyes and held me against him like that and before I knew it I was asleep.

Was it lame?

Should I keep going with this or no?

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