Jonathan Crane- Chapter Five.
Scarecrow Makes An Appearance.

"Boss you don't know how thankfu-"

"Shut your trap Devon before I shut it for you." I growl as I walk towards the exit.

"Sorry Boss, where's that Crane guy?" He asks.

My mind flickers to the kiss me and Jon shared just minutes before. "I uh, I don't know."

Just then Jonathan walks through one of the nearby doors and stands next to me.

"We ready to go?" I ask, glancing over to Jonathan.

I don't give them time to answer and just walk out of the building. I get into the car, not long after, Jonathan gets in the car aswell. I waste no time and take off.

"You forgot Devon." Jonathan states.

"I didn't forget him. He's lucky I decided to break him outta there. He can find his own way home."

And that was the end of the conversation until we got home. "How long do you plan on staying here for?"

"I can be gone by tomorrow if that's what you want." Jonathan says while sitting on the couch.

"Well, you don't have to. Stay as long as you want. It doesn't bother me."

Jonathan smiles slightly before turning on the TV. I take a seat next to him and curl up on the opposite side of the couch. It's silent for a while, I look over to Jonathan to see him spaced out before turning back to the TV.

Scarecrow is talking to him.

I look back over to Jonathan and see him... fighting something?

"Ya know, Jonny boy is too scared to admit to himself that he feels something for you."

I jump back in fright. "Scarecrow?"

He chuckles and scoots closer to me. "That would be correct. That was quite the kiss you two shared back there huh?"

"You uh, you were watching?" I question.

He chuckles darkly once again. "Watching? I'm always watching. I'm apart of Jonathan. Everything he sees, I see."

"Does...Does that mean that when you...Take control, he sees everything that goes on?" I question as Scarecrow moves even closer to me, our legs are touching by now.

"Uh no. Unfortunately for Johnny, he tends to black out everything that happens when I'm in control. Anything at all could happen, and he wouldn't even know." Scarecrow growls as he climbs onto me.

I struggle under him but his weight holds me there. "W-what do you mean?"

"I played nice with you, made sure that nothing ruined our chances of getting out of Arkham. But now we ARE out, and uh, well I can do anything. Anything. I. Want."
He says lightly before pressing his lips to mine forcefully.

I press my hands against his chest, trying to pry him off of me, but that just makes him angrier. Scarecrow roughly rips my top open and throws it to the ground.

"STOP IT!" I scream as I struggle beneath him.

"Why don't you try and stop me? Oh yeah, that's right, you don't wanna hurt poor old Jonathan... Pathetic." He sneers, steering his hands around my body until they reach the zipper of my pants.

"Now, you're not going to make a sound. You're not going to scream unless I say, got it?" Scarecrow growls as he pulls my pants down.

"Jonathan! I know you're in there just please! Come back!" I yell angrily.

I feel a burning sensation against my cheek where Scarecrow slapped me. "He's not going to save you sweetheart." Scarecrow coos mockingly.

"JONATHAN!" I scream.

Soon, everything stops and Scarecrow's face softens and soon turns into a worried look.

"Jonathan?" I whisper.

He doesn't answer but looks round the room until his eyes land on me. "W-what happened?"

"Let's just say that uh, Scarecrow isn't as nice to me as we thought." I mumble.

"What do you mean?" Jonathan asks me before climbing off me and walking off, coming with a shirt in hand.

I take the shirt gratefully and put it on. "Don't worry."

"WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU?" Jonathan yells with the same possessiveness he showed back in Arkham.

"He uh, tried to rape me." I mumble.