AN - This update is specially for Silentfascination, thank you for the kind words, hope you like!

So original characters I've used, Joker so far, belong to creators and rightfull owners, NOT ME. I so freaking wish haha. I just write for the joy not to make any profit.

Characters I own are Madison, Amber, Riley, Max, Leo and Adam.

WARNINGS! - Language!! and some violence maybe? I'll put this all the time, just to be safe

Enjoy, please R&R XO XO

Home Sweet Home

Darnkess....

I begin to come round, unaware what time it is, waking up from sleeping for a few hours.

"What time is it?" I ask rubbing my head, expecting to get an answer, but nothing was said.

I prop myself up from the wooden floor, where I spent most of the night crying before I finally fell asleep.

I look around the room, trying to take in my surroundings fully since this is where it looks like I'll be spending most of my time. Its too dark, the only light seems to come from a small window with cracked frosted glass, thats gaurded by steel thick bars, immeadietly I run up to the window.

I grasp the freezing cold steel and begin to pull at them, seeing if any are loose.

"Please" I cry as I pull harder on the warming metal, I slap my hand across them in frustration as I spin round and lean up against the bars.

"Trying to leave so soon?" A voice says from somewhere in the room, sending me to jump and quickly try to look hard in the dark room.

"I..." I try to come up with an excuse untill a lamp's switched on sending my eyes to shut tight to the shock of brightness from the light bulb. I open my eyes to find him sitting there casually in a unfamiliar armchair in one of the opposit corners of the room.

His hands go into his lap as he sucks on his bottom lip again, suddenly he starts patting the small stool next to him that I did'nt notice.

I stand there wondering what the hell should I do, I dissagree with my brain telling me to sit by him untill I see him take a knife from his pocket, which sends me to shoot across the room onto the small stool, sending me to fly straight off it as I try to sit down too quickly.

He goes into a fit of laughter again, patting my head hard as I try to regain my dignity and sit on the stool.

"Would you like to remove your jacket?" he asks pointing at the beads of sweat on my head, I nod to him. He relaxes more in his chair, legs seperated, leaning far back into his seat as if he's waiting for a show....oh god

I stand to take my hoodie off, my hands shakily reaching for the zipper at the near top of the black material. I look at him, hes too busy watching my hands, I swallow hard and begin to unzip my jacket, revealing my red skinny t-shirt underneath with a worn random band logo on it. All my clothes still soaking wet from the van. I flick my eyes to look at him but quickly look back down as I catch his eyes

"Like a striptease" I hear him say

I take my hoodie fully off and hold it in my hands, not knowing where to put it, I look round to see where to put it untill he stands up right infront of me and holds out his hands. I pass my jacket to him and watch as he casualy throws it behind me, sending it anywhere on the floor.

"Sit" he says, I plunge onto the stool, holding my hands together in my lap as he looks down at me, I only look up to meet his gaze as he starts to take off his coat. The dark purple, heavy looking outter coat goes within seconds, next item to go is his suit jacket. A lighter purple, that does'nt really match his trousers but still completes his outfit.

I watch him as his takes it off, he raises an eyebrow to me "Like a striptease?" he grins, I look away feeling myself go red.

oh god he's gonna hit me. My brain moans to me

I wait for him to sit back down into the armchair, concentrating on his other clothes. A slightly dark green waistcoat, with a blue violet shirt with purple honeycomb patterns all over it, finishing off with a very dark green tie with yellow marks on it.

"So.." he says as he stares at me, I don't look at him, I stare at the unusual material he's wearing.

where the hell could you get clothes like that?

Suddenly his hands grabs the stool I'm on pulling me towards him, sitting on the edge of his seat, so that each of his legs cover one of my arms. He grabs my face again making another bruise no doubt.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" he shakes my head as he growls through his gritted teeth again.

I look straight at him, into those dark eyed again nodding like some damn puppet. He closes his eyelids slightly asif he's concentrating on something. "Your eyes, their unusual" he whispers deeply.

"Same to you" I say quietly.

"Well yes you can say that. Mine are full of wisdom,danger...lost minds and lunatic ideas all the good stuff. But yours, their like, water..." he continues staring at me, making me feel more uncomfertable then I already am. He shakes his head asif he was shaking a image or memory from his mind then smiles to me.

"You would probably want to know where your room is, would'nt you?"

I look at him confused "Is'nt this my room?"

"HA! of course not, this is meerly my men's room for...stuh-ff" he says rolling his eyes round the room.

My eyes widen "But don't worry they wont touch you, I'll make sure of that" he says as he mockingly pats my face more harder then anyother person would.

"Whats the time, if you dont mind me asking" I bow my head looking in my lap trying not to make eye contact.

"Early hours in the morning" Joker asnwers as he shoots up and stretches his arms, grabbing his clothing. I stand up and go over to pick up my jacket, I fold it over my arms as he waits for me by the door.

I walk over to him with my head slightly down like a scared dog, he grabs my arm tightly and pulls me out to the hallway of my new home.

He shuts the door still holding onto my arm, I look at the left of the hallway which leads to more door and some stairs by the looks, then to the right but Joker stands in my way to see anything.

Before I could begin to walk, Joker pulls me along with him down the right direction of the hallway, sending me to stumble on my feet and fall into him.

He does'nt stop as he pulls me down the hallway, not much just a dead end of doors. As we walk past, one of the doors opens, the spanish guy standing their smoking. Joker turns his head to him as he watches us, making the spanish looking guy nod to him.

"Meet Leo" Joker says walking past him, not even stopping.

I turn my head back to Leo who just watches from the door, nods to me then turns to go back in. Without me even realising I bump into Joker again, we've stopped.

"Home sweet home!" he sings as he opens the door to a more decent room, not perfect, well far from perfect but much better from the last. This time the walls were a less dirty looking white and the floorboards seemed to be in better shape.

He pushes me into the room before him, locking the door behind him.

On one side of the room theres a double bed, shit....

But I'm guessing that's his as I notice a dingy single bed on the opposite side of the room.

"Yours" he says as he pushes me towards the single bed. "MINE!" he cheers as he jumps on the more comfy looking double.

Basterd

Another light comes flashing on, a small lamp next to his bed. I sit down on the side of my bed. I laugh to myself, making him prop himself up on his elbows to look at me, I turn to him.

"It's nothing, it's just...it's not that bad, but I've had better" I laugh as I slightly bounce on my bed.

"Really?" he says in a tone which makes me turn to him again to see his licking his lips more slowly then usual, I'm guessing thats his seductive one, I still chuckle to myself.

"Well I would'nt think you to be so...forward" he says as he sits up on his bed more, I turn to him with an annoyed look.

"I mean't the bed"

"Of corse you did" he sarcasticly says as he rolls his eyes "You must be tierd and hungry". It never came to me before but now thinking about it im the looks of this place it don't look like theres much good food here.

"Sadly it's too late to send one of my men to get us anything, now sleep" he says as he lies on his bed, back propped up the head of the bed, legs straight infront of him with his ankles crossed and hands in lap as he watches me.

I stand up to get into the bed, but then I stop. crap what am i going to wear?

My clothes are still soaking, I turn to the Joker, who's sat in the same position.

"Do..do you have anything I could wear?" I ask tugging at my wet top. He shakes his head, squeezing his lips together asif to stop himself from laughing.

For christ's sake not infront of him, not in the bed either it'll get wet...

"Have you got anywhere I can get changed?" I look at a closed door which is set at the wall next to me, opposit the door which leads to the hallway.

"Havent got the key for that one-uh" he quickly lets out making the same expression again, I roll my eyes and sigh. I hate changing infront of people of my own family let alone crazy clown men.

Fuck it! I tell myself Just do it quickly!

I quickly kick off my converse without un-tieing them, one thing I ususally do anyway, then kick them under the bed as I unbottom my jeans. I grab my t-shirt and pull it over my head as quick as I can.

I throw the shirt to the end of the bed, then go to take off my jeans. I quickly glance at him, he's sitting in the same position licking his scars again, looking at me up and down.

I take my jeans off, dropping them on the floor and climb under the covers as quickly as I can. finally sat with the covers on me, I look over to him still looking at me.

"Black underware" he says nodding, "You have curves too, my lucky day" he lets out, licking his scars again.

Even though that was probably meant as a compliment, I cover myself with the blanket and sit as he did, I want him to fall asleep before I do.

"Guess it's my turn" he smiles as he stands up from his bed.

"Oh sorry no I did'nt mean that..." he holds up his index finger to hush me, while his left hand works at the buttons on his waistcoat, he removes it quickly and throws it at the end of his bed, he loosens his tie in no time, throwing it where his waistcoat is.

I turn my eyes away as he starts with the buttons on his shirt, I concentrate on my hands, looking at the stratches at them. Where did i get that scar?. I trace a scar on my hand with my finger.

Look up at him some part of me demands, I don't hesistate to argue. With my head still down, I lift my eyes up to peek at him, all thats facing me is his back. I lift my head more, too interested in the state his back's in to give a care if he catches me watching him.

All those scars. Jesus.... some fresh, some very old, burn marks, bruises. Looks like this guy's used to pain.

I watch as he begins to fiddle with the front of his suit trousers, he turns his head to look behind his sholder, I catch his eyes again as he winks to me. Joker turns his head back forward as his trousers fall to the floor, along with my jaw falling with them.

oh my god, he's....he's naked, I quickly lie down with the covers nearly over my head, trying not to burst out laughing or make any noise possible.

Hes got scars on his ass too, where the hell isnt he scarred?, pretty toned though my brain commented. I shook my head for the image to dissapear.

I hear him climb into his bed, the springs making noises as he adjusts himself for comfort.

Wait for him to fall asleep I tell myself, but my eyes become too heavy to controll anymore. I close them to ease the pain from trying to keep them open, it's not long i drift off to sleep.

XO

So Love, Peace and Put A Smile On That Face