AN - 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 small violence?

Enjoy, please R&R XO XO

Even Bad Guys Have Nightmares

"No you can't leave, EVER, your here untill you rot, rot in my hands!" His face close to mine, his hand around my throat going tighter. Can't breath...., vison going,....can't breath.. the last thing I hear is his manic laughing echooing in my ears.

Suddenly I shoot up from my bed, panting for air.

"Oh... just a dream" I whisper as I feel my heart beat rapidly in my chest, It felt so real.

The feeling of being strangled came rushing back to me, I swing my legs out of the bed for some fresh, cold air, hoping it would cool my body down. I lean my arms behind me as I prop myself on my new bed, looking at the wall infront of me.

My head spins to the bed on the opposit side of the room, the slight light from another barded window shines on the figure sleeping, The Joker. He actually looks normal, even with the makeup on, I turn my body fully on my bed, crossing my legs as i watch him.

Wonder if that story was true...

I watch him breath in and out calmly, his face looking calm for once too. Suddenly the calm expression from him goes, his brows crease together as his mouth opens showing his teeth grind each other. Jokers body begins to roll about in his bed, arms flying about.

"No, don't...." I jump as I hear him speak, thinking that he's awake.

"They'll....get out quick" he continues to mumble as he rolls uncontrollably in his bed, I uncross my legs as I stand from my bed.

I take small, quiet steps over to him as he continues to talk and roll about, his face becomming more angry in his sleep. I reach to the side of his bed, looking down at him.

Run, run now!! I scream to myself, I go to turn to the door, shit he locked it! I remembered.

My head faces Joker again, still struggling in his sleep, even bad guys have nightmares.

I move my hand over his head and lightly placed it on his forehead, something my Mother told me she did to calm me down when I used to have nightmares, the thought of her brought sting of tears to my eyes again, will I ever see her again? I shook my head to make the questions stop, my eyes were too sore to begin crying so soon

I placed my hand heavier on his forehead, he stops talking as his expression becomes calmer. Least it worked I cheer.

Suddenly his eyes fly open, sending my hand to shoot back to me, without any warning hes out of the bed on his feet and has me upagainst the wall, hand tight around my throat.

"Trying to leave were we?" he growls. "No..." I barely let out.

"It's wrong to touch something that does'nt belong to you" he whispers at me.

I grip his hand thats holding my throat, pulling at it for air, he loosens his grip slightly letting me take in as much air as I can to stutter out my excuse.

"I...I was trying to calm you down, your were having a nightmare" I say looking into his eyes.

He raises one eyebrow to me "Or it looks like you don't want to sleep alone" he says as he comes closer to me, pinning my body up against the wall by his. I feel his hot skin on mine, reminding me that he's naked.

He frees my throat and puts his hands on my hips, he bows his head looking at his hands, I look to whats infront of me, just his wet looking hair hanging as he looks down. I watch as his eyes trace back up my body, his eyes stay on my throat, looking at the bare skin on my chest then my bra, I feel myself burn more.

I grip his hands on my hips as he starts squeezing his nails into them, "fuck.." I groan at the pain as I feel the nails peirce the skin.

"Hmm, I like how you say it" he says squeezing harder, leanning his head into mine, his cheek begin brushing against me, the bumpy scarred skin of his scars making my face tingle as his makeup smudges on me.

fuck sake! im dirty as it is!

"Top or bottom" he asks deeply in my ear. My eyes watch the head next to mine, looking at the ear, the makeup coverd cheek, the green hair thats taking all my concertration in.

Before I could even asnwer or protest, knocks begin battering at the door. One of the Jokers hand grips my shoulder as he screams at the door "WHAT?".

"Boss, we know where he's gonna be tonight" the voice speaks behind the door. His eyes turn to me, something that wasnt there before, pure happiness?

"Looks like we shall finish this off, when i get back-uh" He smiles as he lets me go to get dressed.

I stand still up against the wall, my hands rubbing the nails marks he's left. "Who's gonna be there tonight?" I ask purely curious who could bring Joker to react this way.

Joker laughing, already mostly dressed, as he buttons up his waistcoat. "Another one of us, another outsider" he walks over to the door thats next to me unlocking it. Holding his outter coat on one of his arms, he cocks his head to me "The Batman" he grins before he leaves the room, locking the door behind him again.

I stand still upagainst the wall still, "What the hell just happend?" I ask myself as I walk to his bed, fumbling for the lamp.

As the light comes on, I look round the room once more, the unknown door catches my eye again. I decide to walk over to see if it is locked, I grasp the old looking door knob and turn it slowly, without any fuss the door opens.

My eyes go wide as my jaw drops, "It was unlocked the whole fucking time!" I scream hitting the door with my fists, I stop suddenly when I hear the door unlocking again, panicing I shut the door and run over to my bed and get under the covers.

I watch the door open, waiting for the vibrent colours to cover the dullness of the room, but it wasn't the Joker, it was Leo. With a mask in his hand, holding a plastic triangle carton with the other.

"Hey" he lets out as he enters the room walking over to my bed, I flinch and pull the covers tighter to me, making Leo pull a face.

"Boss told me to bring you something to eat, its a ham sandwhich, is that okay?" he asks as he pushes the plastic carton towards me "Yes, thank you" I smile as I take the sandwhich from him, I watch Leo as he turns and walks out the room locking the door behind him.

Without even waiting I rip the carton open and grab one of the slices of the sancwhich, it was suprisingly fresh.

I shuv the soft bread in my mouth and devour it, chewing more faster then ever.

Barely touching the sides of my mouth as I eat it, within seconds the first slice is gone.

I pick up the second slice and eat it just as fast as the first, I put the carton at the bottom of the bed where my shirt still lies. I lie down and try to drift off asleep. Hoping this time i would wake up from this nightmare.

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So Love, Peace and Put A Smile On That Face