Joker a girl on the verge of tears

Joker a burl of created fears

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It was all my fault. Maybe if I had just let her lean against me…Maybe if I had kept her…..So many if's, and's, buts…..

Katy was lying on the sleeping bag in the corner of the safe house, sleeping after the horrific events that took place after we arrived. Coach had seen these kinds of breaks before, and he said he had to pop the bone back in place to make sure it healed correctly. Katy's scream still echoed through my mind.

I sat in the opposite corner with my face buried in my knees. My gun was shoved off to the side of me. I hated it now. I HATE YOU LORETTA! I screamed childishly in my mind.

"Is she ok?" I heard Rochelle whisper.

"How should I know?" Nick muttered back. Were they talking about Katy?

"She's been sitting in that corner ever since we got in here," Rochelle murmured. Oh, so they were talking about me…..

"Yeah, I noticed," Nick's usual sarcasm made me want to laugh, but I felt like I couldn't smile.

"You should go talk to her."

"What the hell? Why should I do it?"

"You seem to have a better connection with her then the rest of us," Rochelle whispered.

"What about Rhianne or something?" He argued.

"Keep your voice down! You'll wake the others!" she whispered harshly. "The only other friend that hasn't gotten hurt probably isn't the best person to make her feel better. Besides, Rhi's already asleep." I heard Nick grumble something, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. I heard the shuffling of feet, and felt him sit next to me.

Poke.

"Go away." I muttered.

Poke.

"What the hell?" I demanded.

Poke.

"Seriously?" I lifted my head, and snarled at the smirk plastered across his face.

"Seriously." He said. I saw his eyes dart over to Rochelle, but then returned to me.

"What's up?"

"Are we really playing this game?" I sighed.

"Game?" he mused.

"Oi….." I rubbed my temples.

"The only games I play are the ones with cards and hearts," Nick smirked.

"Aren't they the same thing?" I asked. He gave me a puzzled look.

"You only use them to win whatever game you're playing, then you throw them down and your done with them. Put them back in the deck, and shuffle. You'll probably never see it again." I explained.

"That…..was extremely cheesy, and not to mention pretty morbid for a thirteen year old," He said after a short pause.

"Morbid," I mused darkly, "Morbid only begins to cover what I've been through."

"Care to share?"

"Not at all."

"Fine, be that way," he crossed his arms stubbornly. What the fuck?

"Don't be such a prissy bitch," I muttered.

"Oooo, someone's got their panties in a bunch," He smirked.

"Shut up that's my line," I grumbled. He didn't say anything back. I watched as he pulled a deck of cards out of his pocket, and began shuffling them. It seemed like it was almost an obsession with him.

"really Kid, what's wrong?"

"….you really wanna know….?" He didn't respond, he just kept shuffling his cards and stared at me with his emerald green eyes. God damn it.

"I'll tell you what; if you can beat me at a game of poker, I'll tell you. If I win, you let it go," I said.

"Deal, but I don't lose," Nick said.

Two minutes later…..

"Straight flush," he said, showing me his cards.

"How the fuck…..?" I looked at his cards, then back at mine. Then I noticed something in my card deck and smiled.

"Royal Flush," I said, throwing down my cards.

"Liar, you have the joker," he argued. I picked up the card and twirled it in my fingers.

"The Joker: It can win the game for you or fuck it up, depends on how you use it…..just like me," I mused.

"…..You're the joker card?" he asked.

"Of course. If you play my heart correctly, I can win the game. If you play it incorrectly…..you lose. Besides, life is but a poker game~" I smiled. I was wondering where all of this was coming from.

"What about Rhianne? Or Katy?" He asked. Was he really interested, or just trying to distract me while he switched out his cards?

"Rhianne is the ace. The ninja card that will save the day, the all powerful one. Katy….Katy is the queen. Strong, but weak. Of small value, but isn't afraid to crush you."

"What about me?" I stopped for a second. I looked up at him, and all I saw was genuine curiosity in his eyes.

"The king," I decided.

"And why is that?"

"You are powerful, but fall at the hands of the joker," I smirked. He chuckled, and looked at me for a minute.

"I like the way you think Kid," he said.

"Ya know? Me too," I laughed. It was quiet for a few moments.

"So…..I say we go with the idea that I won and you tell me what's wrong," he said.

"Nope. I won."

"I know you want to tell me," he said. His gaze intensified, and one word came to my mind: PEDOPHILE. i laughed at the thought, but wasn't going to say it out loud.

"Fine….I'll tell you," I muttered.

"Ok. Go ahead. I'm all ears," he smirked. I sighed.

"I think its my fault Katy got hurt," I said. He laughed: I glared.

"Just as I thought…." He mused.

"Listen, if you aren't going to take it seriously then I really don't want to talk to you," I snarled.

"Jesus, you don't have to be so snappy," he fought back.

"I don't? My best friend's leg is broken because of my brilliant idea! Don't you get it? My card was played wrong, and now Katy is paying for it." I hissed.

"It's not your fault," he said softly.

"Don't. Please just…..let me hold on to this one thing," I murmured.

"What do you mean….?"

"Without something to hold onto…..the joker card will be ripped to pieces."

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Hell yeah! Two chapters in one night! Sorry this one is kind of short, but I wanted to get through it. XD as you can see, the character relationships are starting to develop. ^-^ and poor Katy :( its not fun breaking bones…*shudders* anyway…..review for the depressed child that is going insane? :D *cough* Bri *cough*