A/N: Heyy, sorry for such a long tme between updates! I just kinda started obsessing over my second favorite movie. AGAIN! lol. So this week i have been all like WOO HOO Pirates of the Caribbean lol so Sorry.
Hope this chapter comes out well, im like half asleep so it may not be the bestt.
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If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

- Herman Hesse

The Joker sauntered towards me eerily, his knife in hand. And he had a sadistic grin pasted onto his face.

I had no idea what to do, so I backed myself as far from him as possible. Ready to pounce at any moment, even though it was no use. The Joker was much stronger than me. But that didn't mean I couldn't try.

We were only feet apart now, and I had one step left between me and the wall. As the Joker advanced, I took my final step back, leaving me pressed against the smooth coldness of the wall. Now I was trapped, with nowhere left to turn. There wasn't enough space between the Joker and I for me to make it to the door, and there were no other exits in sight.

" What's wrong princess? Got nowhere else to turn ah?" he said, leering at me. His snake like tongue darting out to his lips, as he inched closer, his knife mere inches from my bare skin. The only thing I could think of doing was fight back, even if it was a useless attempt. I couldn't just stand there and let him do what he wanted with me. I wouldn't let myself become a damsel in distress, not if I could help it.

Pushing myself off the wall, I flew into the Joker, causing him to stumble backwards. But he was holding my arms tightly in his grip. As he steadied himself, I thrashed around in his arms, hitting him numerous times, but that only made his smile grow, and his cackle to intensify.

" This, this fire you got in ya my sweet, I like it. I like it a lot." He said between snickers, as he threw me over his shoulder. I was still kicking and punching him fiercely as we neared the blood stained bed. The smell of metallic salt flooding my brain, making me dizzy. The scent intoxicated me, making my head swim, as if it just appeared. But I knew very well it had been there this whole time. Odd. I seemed to be getting used to the smell.

As we neared the bed, my attempts at escaping increased. I pounded his back so hard im sure I left bruises, and my hands began to ache. But this didn't seem to bother him very much, other then him giving an exaggerated sigh. Joker soon plopped onto the bed softly, and roughly pulled me off of his shoulder, onto his lap. My eyes were frozen to his, awaiting his next move. And for once I had no idea what to expect. Not even the slightest clue. I had never heard him say anything about punishment before.

" Now. What to do, what to do." he mumbled to himself. Letting his gaze wander around both myself and the room. He had a faraway look in his eyes, and I knew he wasn't all there.

The silence seemed deafening, and I needed someone to break it. But it wouldn't be me. No. he had to break it, he had to snap out of it.

As if reading my thoughts, his eyes wandered back to mine, and they lost the glazed look they had previously held. A spine tingling smile spread across his face.

" Hm. It seems that there are two solutions to this problem. And I am torn between the two. Hey! Maybe you could ah help me out. Hm?" he said to me, amusement glinting in his dark eyes, even though they were as cold as ice. And equally unnerving. I fidgeted slightly in his lap, and his hands sliped down my arms, grabbing tightly to my wrists.

" Let Go!" I hissed at him, trying to pull myself out of his grip, but this only angered him, and his grip tightened on my already bruising wrists.

" Not so fast ah, beautiful. I asked you a question and I expect an answer. So answer me!" he growled, his lips at my ear. His tone alone was enough to make me shudder. And I shut myself up, waiting for him to cool down.

" Now," he said, breathing deeply, and running his tongue over his lips noisily, " Which do you prefer for your little uh punishment?" His giggle interrupted his thought before he continued. " I was thinking that maybe you and my little friend here," he said motioning to his knife that was still in his hand, " could have some fun ah together. He he. Or," he said dramatically, dropping my wrists and pulling me closer. " I could teach you some manners the old fashioned way… a good old fashioned spanking!" he said cheerfully, and I looked at him in disgust.

There was no way he was cutting me up with that little knife of his, but at the same time I wasn't gong to let him degrate me like that. No matter how much I knew I would like it…

Curse me and my masochistic ways.

He was smiling devilishly at me, awaiting my response. And I reluctantly gave it to him, not wanting him to get angry again. An angry Joker was never a good Joker.

" I- I think I need some time Joker." I said as steady as I could, not making eye contact, which I knew he did not like.

" Hey, look at me! And call me Mister J. Please, I insist." He said cheerfully, avoiding my request. He still held that sadistic grin on his face and I hated it there. Our chests were now touching, and I could see his eyes, filled with that same amusement from earlier. Whichever punishment that would be chosen, he would enjoy. A lot.

I nodded a reply to his question and waited for him to answer mine. Only, he never did. Instead, he traced shapes over my shoulders and back, all the while getting closer to the clasp of my bra.

" Mister J? Are we sure ether of those options are really necessary, I mean come on you cant be serious." My voice rose with panic, and his cracked white face seemed to be mocking me as a loud laugh escaped his butchered lips. I took that as a no, even though he began to speak.

" Of course it is my little snow white. How else would my little princess learn? You need to understand how this all works, on a grander scale. You're with me now, and uh, we cant burn this city to ashes if your always trying to runaway. There's already a desire in you to wreak havoc on this unforgiving city, but until I show it to you, your just gonna have to ah obey me. You got that sweets?" he sad, his tone serious. The amusement that was previously glinting in his eyes was replaced by a fire. A burning fire ready to be let loose.

If only that fire wasn't about to be let loose on me.

" So." Mister J. said, sitting me more comfortable on his lap, " Which will it be? Hm? You don't have much time doll, or else ill just pick it myself, and im sure you have a pretty good idea on which one ill choose." He wagged his eyebrows suggestively, and I looked down, in deep thought.

I didn't know which to choose. Of course the first one was more detrimental, but it didn't show weakness. I wasn't loosing my dignity. The seoncd option, however, would leave me vulnerable, helpless. And my dignity would be washed away as fast as footsteps left on the edge of the beach, swallowed by the massive ocean.

But before I could voice my answer, he began humming to himself, slowly pulling off his purple glove. That was not good. My hand flew to his at lightning speed, keeping his glove on his hand. My eyes met his and I gulped involuntarily. I had made my decision.

" Mr. J, I know which one I want." I said, sure to accentuate each word to make sure he would understand. Which, he did.

He put the glove back onto his hand fully, and placed his hands on my shoulders, ready to hear what I had chosen, even though im sure he already knew. He seemed to know everything, and always had a trick up his sleeve.

" I think, well yes, I choose the first option." I said, and shut my eyes tightly, avoiding his smirking face.

The smirk that haunted me, even in my dreams. I would never fully be able to escape it, and maybe that was his point. Even if I was physically apart from him, I never would be, at least not in my mind. I would see him everywhere. The face of an angel who had fallen from grace, never fully regaining his sense, or finally finding it. Either way, I knew I would never forget. Maybe not even wanting to.

" Wonderful!" he said cheerfully, and I opened my eyes to see him placing the cool blade to my neck. The metal blade still had the red blood from Joe dried onto to it, and I couldn't help but pull away. Not succeeding very much seeing as his other hand held the back of my neck in a vice grip.

He put pressure on the blade, little by little, until there was a steady stream of blood flowing from it. I winced slightly but otherwise kept my composure. He wanted me to scream, I knew it, but I wouldn't. not if it would give him the satisfaction of a job well done.

I felt the warm liquid run down my body, leaving a crimson stain down to my stomach, and I waited for him to make his next move. It wouldn't be as simple as it was right now. No, not in the slightest.

The blade left my neck, and I looked up to him expectantly, waiting for the next place he would put the blade. My stomach? My chest? My lips?

But to my surprise, he picked me up off of his lap and pushed me onto the bed, with me on my back. I could feel the blood that was still pooled on the bed from earlier seep into my hair, and I shrieked in disgust. Thus, causing the Joker to laugh maniacally. By now he was straddling my waist and I had no control over my lover body, just what he wanted.

" Now, Time for the real punishment darling," he said darkly, and I screamed as the blade pressed through my abdomen. He had just stabbed me! But I knew my anatomy. Where he had stabbed, meant he had left all the major arteries unharmed, I just hoped I wouldn't bleed to death.

As the knife was stuck within my abdomen, the Joker twisted it around, causing an excruciatingly large amount of pain to shoot through my entire body. No matter how hard I tried to bite my tongue and keep the cry from escaping, I couldn't, and my shriek could be heard throughout the entire house.

Snickering to himself, the Joker pulled the knife out and licked the blood off of the cool blade. He smiled down at me and finished licking off the crimson liquid as if it were the most delectable thing in the world. As if it were the worlds finest rum, and he was the drunken alcoholic. His eyes were still full of that fire, and a cold chill went through me. I was terrified.

" Hmm. I bet your rethinking that decision right about now aren't ya darling?" He said to me, bringing the knife back down to my chest, letting it trace circles over them. But those didn't hurt much, they were slight pricks, nothing more.

For a moment I thought he had finished, but the Joker was never one for being predictable.

The knife had trailed down lower, towards my waist, and I felt it go deeper into my skin, making me yelp in pain. He liked that, oh, of course he did.

Every here and there he would give me deep gashes, and cuts all over my stomach, and I could no longer stand the pain. Tears began streaming down my face, but the cuts only got more painful. I was at the point of fainting from the pain when the cool touch of the blade was removed from my burning, bloodied skin.

" Now, isn't that just.. Beautiful," he whispered, looking down at my bloodied stomach, but all I could do was cry. How long had that lasted? Minutes, Hours? i didnt know for sure but the pain seemed to be getting worse. And he leaned down to whisper in my ear.

" Now, you know your mine." The Joker said huskily, planting a wet kiss against my dry lips before sliding himself off of me, and out the door.

There was a loud slam as the door shut, and a click as the lock was put in place. But that was the last thing entering my mind at that moment. I wanted, needed to get out of here. I had let myself think the Joker had any type of feeling, any type of emotion that wasn't anger or happiness at chaos. But I was wrong. Oh so wrong.

Where was Batman when you needed him?

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Im tired, so any mistakes made, i am apoligizng for in advance. I know, many of you were wishing for her to choose the other option, but that cant happen, Not just yet :p

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