Hey guys, I'm running out of song ideas, so PLEEEEASE send me some! Also theme ideas or whatever. I don't wanna just stop at five! I'm shooting for ten. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I am told that i have a good taste in music. Yay!! :D :D :D
Also, this was origionaly meant to be a RachelxJoker, but since I've already written 2 of those, I figured people might be getting bored with it. So it's now a JokerxOC. But you can interperate it as JokerxRachel if you really want to. Your choice!
Chapter 5: Don't Worry about Me
Accompanying Track: Harvey Two-Face (from the Dark Knight soundtrack) composed by Hans Zimmer
"Do you have any idea what you're doing?" she spat. "Oh, I guess that's a dumb question. You never do."
She had meant to be funny, or maybe for him to come back with some automated, sarcastic retort. But there was a very long silence while he stared down at the city, at least eighty feet below. He could see horrible pockmarks from uptown to downtown (damage sites). Places he himself had blown up or set fire to. People who he drowned, burned, or just plain destroyed. From her top floor apartment, he could even make out the faint glimmer of a star above.
"You're wrong, for once in your life, beautiful." The Joker replied. "I've actually got a plan."
She stared stared at him openmouthed, unsure of what to say.
"I've left you speechless for once in my life. That's good, right?" he said, without looking at her. She spat out a singsong laugh, and he leaped away from her window, looking her full in the face. She turned bright red and shyed away from his gaze.
"Look at me." he said, taking her hair roughly and yanking it so that her face would be in line with his. She yelped helplessly, but still refused to meet those black, black eyes.
"I said LOOK AT ME!" Joker shouted, grabbing her jaw with his other hand and forcing their eyes to meet. He saw then that there were tears forming on the girl's eyelids.
"Are you crying for me, beautiful? You shouldn't; I'm not the sentimental type and neither are you." he growled. Tears began to stream down her face, and she looked away.
"Sh-sh-shh..." he said cooly, patting her cheek. She took a deep, shaking breath and wiped her eyes with her palm.
"I'm going to leave. And I'm probably not going to come back. I just wanted to tell you before I went-"
"But-"
"Shh!" he said, more harshly than he meant to. She chewed her lip and fought back tears. He let out an annoyed, animalistic growl and pulled her hair again, making her scream and choke a little, but he put a finger to her lips and continued.
"Okay, listen to me. I wanted to thank you for all you've done. No one has ever been anything like friend to me, and I've had all the reason in the world to hate people. But you...you..."
He stared into her uncomprehending eyes and sighed.
"You're the only one that I know I can trust in this town. I mean, with guys like Murroni and Lao walking around unchecked, you really can't talk to anyone around here without getting killed, or kidnapped or...scarred..."
She choked down a frantic giggle and allowed the Joker to continue.
"You've got to get out of Gotham while you can. Someone else like me will come around, but they won't be as...pleasant as I am. They'll hurt you. Kill you, if you're lucky." he said, more to himself than to her.
"But what about you?" she said, her voice coming out in a high-pitched squeal. He looked at her for a moment, considering. Then, after a moment of absolute silence, he pressed his mouth roughly to her own, and raced back to the window.
"What about you?!" she screeched. He turned and smirked.
"You don't need to worry about me."