CHAPTER 6
JOKERS POV
The voices are fighting to come back. I can't do this to her. She is smart, beautiful, has everything going for her. If I ensnare her it will be the end of her career, the end of her happiness, and more than likely, the end of her life. In a matter of days she has awoken something inside of me I thought to be long gone. It's disturb me. The voices encourage me to take her here and now. To turn her into my puppet. To have her in every single way. To possess her.
I want to more than anything but I can't. I'm arguing in my head and find the strength to pull away from her. It's harder to fight and I'm arguing with myself outloud. I hear myself repeating the voices in my head that she means nothing.
"I'm so sorry" Her voice is quiet and her words unexpected and I pull out of a trance. She runs out of the room and the guards run in. I want to call for her but I wouldn't know what to say. I just want to be near again. Next thing I know, I'm tranquilized by the guards.
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She isn't coming back. I'm angry and I'm relieved. I feel more jumble and twisted than ever; a dark place of rage and confusion. A few days pass and I have no sessions with any doctor. Just the mundane routine of being in an Asylum. I'm ready to get out of here and hoping Johnny is close to forming an escape. It's been too long. He should have been bailed out of Blackgate by now.
I have nothing to do but to think about her. Her fresh scent is lodged in my memory. She always smells like she's been in the woods all day, which was always a mystery to me since Gotham is a polluted concrete jungle surrounded by murky river water probably packed full of toxic chemicals. Her dark brown hair and how it fell in soft waves when she left it down. I remember how thick and soft it felt through my fingers.
I yell and bang both my fists on the wall. Where is she? Why hasn't she come to see me? I need to know. I call over a guard and start getting on his nerves on purpose, looking for a fight. It's never hard to get on Murphys nerves. He has a quick temper and looks for reasons to hurt me. I end up on the ground knowing I at least have a couple of broken ribs. After a few hours, a medical team comes and escorts me to the med ward.
O'Connell is there just like I hoped. The nurse goes through her routine and walks away, pulling the curtain around my bed since there are a couple of other patients here: Pamela and Jonathan Crane. Plant girl looks like she has a black eye and busted lip, her face is smug though so she must have gotten the upper hand. The guards are often inappropriate with her because of her looks, she puts up a mean fight though. Crane is unconscious which is strange because he is typically a well behaved prisoner.
The nurse is flirting with the doctor and I'm only slightly surprised when the tool flirts back. "So I hear you are a single man again." She purrs. This surprises me and peaks my interest. This is the kind of stuff I wanted to hear.
"Hmph, yeah called the whole thing off. She got so upset and quit her job here. Must have been hard on her. I bet she even moved back home to Seattle."He says in a boasting tone but I smirk. He thinks she was hung up on him but it was me. Then suddenly, it hits me, that I may never see her again. She may have left completely. My smile and amusement gone. I could probably track her down but did I want to?
They go through their routine. I was right, a couple of broken ribs. He does a shitty job patching me up, but I was able to reach in his pocket and snag his phone. I was able to type a text, send, delete, and put the phone back without anyone noticing. Pamela tilted her head curiously at me when I was being escorted back down but didn't say anything.