Joker's Point of View

The Asylum agreed to give me a notepad and pen as long as I let my doctor to look at it every session. Not like my wife would do anything. I think she is more excited to finally get rid of my bastard of a brother. Each time I 'have' to show her the notepad, a big smile is on her face. It makes me excited to see her excited to just kill someone. It arouses me to see her like that more than ever. My tongue ran across my ruby red lips. My chicken scratch is scrawled across the notepad. I mumbled to myself, "She would love to hit him. I have to give her some time for that but he is mine. No one touches my girl and gets away with it."

I wrote some plans to my brother's last moment. I could feed him to the dogs. Wait I need to think this through. I raked my brain if my brother has an illegitimate child somewhere. Someone he holds dear. I snorted at the thought. No one would be dumb enough to have a child with that bastard. If he even had a child, I am sure he had the woman killed for his mistakes. That's how it was when we were younger. He would get pops' men to deal with the women he foolishly knocked up or she did something not to his liking. My ears picked up the unlocking of the cell. I closed my notepad shoving it under my pillow. I laid down on my bed staring at the ceiling. A rough voice called towards me, "Oi Joker! Here's your food."

I raised my head up looking at the male nurse. I looked at the food then at him, "Not hungry."

The male nurse who I learned was called Jeffery walked over to my cot. He grabbed a fist full of my shirt pulling me closer to him. I held up my head glaring at the man. The nurse saw something glint in the light. He eyed it reaching with his other hand. I looked where he was going and I pushed him but it was too late. My chain came out of my prisoner shirt. No one touches my necklace unless it is her. No one other than close people know I am married and carry around the ring. Jeffery stared at the ring then pulled a disgusted face, "Who would want to marry you? You're a disgusting piece of crazy shit."

My teeth gritted. My fists clenched. The nurse continued, "Am I angering you? Oh I am scared. Wait you don't have anything. I can anger you all. I. Want."

My knuckles are turning white. My voice came out low and threatening, "You don't know who you are uh dealing with."

Jeffery rolled his eyes waving his hand around, "Oh right. I forgot you are the clown prince of crime. The one who killed just to play around with the Batman."

My tongue went over my lips. Jeffery dared to reach for my ring which I grabbed his wrist tightly. I growled, "Don't you dare."

Jeffery looked at my hand, "You know assaulting a faculty member would end with a punishment."

Words from my wife echoed in my head, ' Don't misbehave or you'll get a straitjacket and I don't want that. Also no more sessions like we have been having.'

Jeffery brought his knee up knocking into my stomach. I grunted. One month left. I felt a laugh started to bubble up my throat, "Oh you really shouldn't of done that."

Jeffery nodded, "Oh I think I should."

He kneed me again in the stomach. While I was bent towards the floor, my tongue tick came. Jeffery bent down to my bent form, "I just got to ask. Is your so called wife as ugly as you or is she non-existent?"

I grit my teeth hard. I giggled out, "She's beautiful especially when that killer intent shows up."

Jeffery scrunched up his nose and hit my side with his fist. I started to laugh, "She's better than any woman who stupidly been with you."

I let the man take out his anger into my body. I won't waste my energy on this useless baboon. Or I could cut his hands off for touching the one thing I keep close. I like the second idea better. Jeffery finished taking his anger out on me and grabbed my tray, "You're not going to get anything."

I waited till he left to spit in the sink. Blood decorated the steel sink. I ran my tongue across my teeth then spit again. I turned on the sink to wash down the blood before she comes. I looked into the mirror seeing the white grease paint smudged. I snarled, "Baboon."

My eyes caught a glisten. I stared at my ring. I lifted it up studying the golden plain ring.

I fiddled with my tux. A strong hand was placed on my shoulder. I glanced behind me at the owner. Keith reassured me, "You are fine, man. Stop being so nervous. Mads is over heels in love with you."

Remembering the happy tears falling from her cheeks when I popped the question. I smiled, "Uh yeah."

Keith nudged me in the shoulder, "Here she comes."

When he said that I looked down the aisle and here comes my bride with her father. Her hair was tousled in a half up-do with baby breath tangled in it. No veil is hiding her face. Her dress was cream colored hugging to her body. The sleeves are made out of lace. A green and purple ribbon was tied at her waist. I felt my breath taken away at her beauty. Her eyes met mine when she entered the room. We never broke contact feeling as we are the only two in the church. I smiled at her which she in turn ducked her head a little to try and hide the blush coming on her cheeks. I licked my lips. George, her father, stopped her right before me. He gave her a kiss to the cheek, "I love you baby."

She replied, "I love you too daddy."

George held out her hand for me to take. I took her hand with a bigger smile on my face. George looked over at me, "Take care of her, Jack."

I answered him without taking my eyes off of her, "Of course."

George walked down the steps to his seat. She handed her bouquet to her maid-of-honor, Vanessa her sister. Madeline turned back around with a smile on her face. A loose hair came into her face. I reached up putting the strand behind her ear. I whispered, "You look beautiful, Madeline."

Her blush deepened. I know she is embarrassed for having her family and somewhat my family having all eyes on us. They should. She is beautiful and I want the world to know that this woman will be my wife. Madeline whispered, "Well you... You look handsome, Jack."

I couldn't stop smiling. My heart was beating hard against my chest. I am nervous but who wouldn't be at their wedding. I didn't listen to what the priest had to say. Madeline gave my hands a squeeze whispering, "Jack, the vows."

I blinked, "Oh, uh sorry. I couldn't help but stare."

There it is again. Her blush... It gives me the so-called butterflies. Well everything about her does.

I dropped the ring and it hit against my chest. The door to my cell unlocked and the beautiful noise of heels clicked against the cement floor. She called out, "Joker? Everything alright? We are due for a walk outside."

A smile was plastered on my face. I turned around holding my arms out, "It is always great to see my favorite doctor."

She shook her head, "I'm your only doctor, Joker."

I wagged my finger at her, "I wouldn't have any other."

She rolled her eyes as she stepped out of the cell to wait for me. In her arms hold her clipboard. I was about to walk out but she placed a hand on my chest, "Don't forget your notepad. I have to check it."

I rolled my eyes at her as I turned around grabbing the notepad underneath my pillow. She held out her hand and I placed it in her hand. Her eyes glanced at my chest. We walked outside. I was finally able to go without handcuffs. She piped up, "Your ring is out. Why?"

I forgot to put that back in my shirt. I grabbed the ring and chain putting it underneath my shirt. I answered, "Remembering some memories."

Well it isn't a lie per say. It's half the truth. She narrowed her eyes stopping by a tree that is shedding its leaves. It is around fall. I stopped with her since I can't leave without her. She didn't take her eyes off of me, "You're lying. You don't remember memories."

I rolled my eyes, "I am human. I do remember some, Sweet cheeks."

She pointed to my chest where my ring resides, "You hate remembering things about Jack. You even hate it when I call you Jack."

I sneered, "It happens. Now shut up about it."

She shook her head as she hugged her clipboard and my notepad, "Sometimes it is hard to get through to you at times."

I clicked my tongue deciding to change subject, "How's the uh shooting range?"

Her eyes lit up then narrowed, "Don't change the subject."

I looked around the compound seeing the guards are far away from us. Cameras unfortunately was creating a problem. I held up my hands in defense, "I was curious on the shooting range."

She huffed, "If you really want to know, it's going well. Keith showed me some weaponry and so far I like the semi-automatics. If I have to I would use what is given to me. I already started a collection at home."

I growled, "With what money?"

She pointed to herself, "With mine. I do have a job which I am a doctor to you. I do get paid, Jay."

I thought she touched our account that now holds all of the money that I gathered over the years. She asked, "How many days is it now?"

I answered, "30. What can't wait for me to come home?"

She scoffed looking away, "Shut up."

I smirked leaning towards her, "Or you want me to give your full blown punishment and we could do anything we want."

Her cheeks went red as she moved her clipboard to look at it. I want to tease her. I want to touch her. The aching pain is reminding me I shouldn't. I am sure she would get a call from her boss from the earlier altercation between Jeffery and I. She started to walk and I had to follow her. Sometimes it is easy to tease her especially after a couple weeks ago when her tattoo finally healed. I was able to have some fun with her in her office. I bounced on my feet giggling. Madeline glanced behind me mumbling, "I don't know if I wanna know."

I smiled wide, "If I remember correctly, you are the rough one."

She stuck out her tongue when we were in the blind spot of the cameras. She replied, "If I recall you are the rough one now."

My eyes fluttered to her neck and there was bruising in its glory. Her co-workers think it is some guy she is seeing and she goes along with it. I overheard them congratulate her for 'getting over' me when really I am the one who is giving her those hickeys and bruises on her wrists. She isn't wrong on who is rough now. I am more rough than her now but she loves it. She brought a belt like I asked and I made sure her moans and gasps was muffled by the belt. I licked my lips. I cannot wait to get out of here but I still need to plan it out precisely.

I hope you guys have a wonderful weekend and day. I am popping out these chapters like they are nothing. Your reviews really do mean much to me and I hope you guys like where I am going with this. Anywho I thought to change it up for this chapter and make it into Joker's POV and possibly do it for a couple more chapters to have a different intake. Anyways tell me whatcha think of it so far! I love hearing from you guys.