Joker's Point of View

I winced sitting up with pen and notepad in hand. Some of my grease paint got onto the notepad and its pages. I scribbled down notes of getting a saw to chop off 'ole Jeffery's hands to feed to the dogs. A rusty dull but sharp enough to cut through bone. A smile played on my scarred lips. Madeline should be taking me to her office today for some uh alone time. My tongue ran over my lips and the thought of her on her desk being breathtakingly naked made my member throb. I grind my teeth against each other. I groaned. It won't be until a few hours til our session. I flipped the page to her punishment page. I scribbled down bondage to maybe just maybe adding knives to it. My eyes shot up to the cell door thinking when Keith would come in for his lunch. He should be in soon with a pb&j sandwich. That was the best Mads could do in upping my meals. My tongue ran over my lips as the door unlocked. Instead of Keith it was Jeffery. My eyes narrowed at the man. I had to ask, "Where is uh Keith?"

Jeffery sneered, "I won't answer to a man like you with illusions."

My jaw locked in irritation. He dropped my tray on the table. The loud noise echoed in my cell. I spoke in irritation, "I uh appreciate it if you don't throw my food around like that."

I have to ask Madeline where the hell Keith is. Jeffery grabbed my sandwich waving it in front of me, "You mean this? Oh by the way, that doctor of yours... She is going to be busy... She has better things to do than try to heal your ass like a date with me."

I narrowed my eyes. Punishment for me shouldn't be more than a month. If Madeline have a hand in my punishment then she could lessen it saying this fucktard provoke me. Let them pull up the recording. Jeffery did one thing that blew it for me. He grabbed my shirt and used the sandwich hand to grab my chain.I felt the chain break and I heard his nose break when my fist met his face. The ring fell from his hand and bounced on the floor. No one touches it. I licked my lips already in the motion of beating this man. I stood up on my cot sending another punch to his cheek. Jeffery's nose started to bleed. I continued to let my anger into him till I get out and actually rip him a new one. Jeffery grabbed my hands and head butted me. Stars started to cloud my vision but it made me even more angry. I snarled grabbing his hair and pushed his head into the wall. His forehead started to bleed after a couple hittings. Jeffery grabbed my shirt pulling me towards the wall. My head hit the wall. I winced at the pain. Jeffery added, "I know how you look at her. She's mine."

I snarled elbowing his stomach. Blood started to trickle from my forehead. The red color mixing in with my white grease paint. I brought my knee up hitting him in the chin. His teeth clicked against each other hard. It was the only sound in the cell. I grabbed his hair pulling his head back so he can look into my eyes. I growled, "Dr. uh Napier is mine. Only mine. Dare to touch her..."

I left my threat to his imagination. If I even mention what I have planned for him now, he would report it to Mr. Richards. And that wouldn't go well to the plan. I let go of the man hopping off of my cot. Being taller than the man gave me somewhat an advantage with some hits. I grabbed the ring and the chain slid out of it. I frowned. The only way to make sure I don't loose it is to put it on. I slid the ring on my left ring finger. Luckily my lackey is in the camera room and didn't report it to security. The only way they would know what happen in here is from the baboon in here. Jeffery dripped blood onto the floor from his mouth. I am sure some of his teeth broke and or he bit his tongue. The door unlocked revealing the topic of the conversation. Madeline's eyes darted between the two men. She could see the blood dripping from Jeffery's mouth and blood dripping down my forehead. She let out a breath, "What happened?"

I licked my lips. Jeffery groaned standing up, "You need to put him in the straitjacket in the room, Madeline."

She snapped at him, "I told you to call me Dr. Napier. Only people I hold dear can call my first name."

I smiled big feeling the excitement in my stomach. Jeffery gestured to me with his bloodied hand, "Why are you defending this freak?"

I tilted my head to the side in irritation. Madeline took a step forward grabbing the guy's shirt, "He isn't a sexist pig and actually treats me like a human being. Now get out of here. You'll hear from Mr. Richards for harming my patient."

Jeffery grabbed the fallen sandwich and tray. My stomach groaned in protest at the food leaving. Madeline waited till Jeffery left before escorting me out of my cell. I opened and closed my left hand feeling for the ring again. It is strange having it there all the sudden. Madeline waited till we were inside her office before she blew up. She went off, "What the hell was that, Jack?"

I rolled my eyes, "That bastard was treating me like shit. I do not appreciate it. Not. One. Bit."

She eyed me, "There's more to it. You wouldn't hit someone without reason especially after I warned you not to."

I waved my hand around, "Nothing."

Her eyes caught the golden ring. She whispered, "You have your band on. You don't wear it."

I felt my lip twitch into a snarl remembering what that baboon said, "He claimed you. You are mine."

I heard her sigh running a hand through her down hair. I watched her walk over to her desk pulling something out. My eyes landed on the shiny object. She walked back over towards me holding out a chain. She explained, "I had this here years ago in case a patient got too rowdy and pull at my necklace that you've given to me when you were Jack. Use it till we can get you another one."

I held out my hand and she dropped the chain in my palm. I looked at the golden chain. The reason why I chose to have my ring off is to essentially protect her and have no one know of my past. My past is staring right at me but part of the past died in her and created this present and future in her. The one that suits her well. She rummaged through her bag pulling out two tubblewares filled with food. I slipped off my ring sliding it through the chain, "What uh do you got there?"

She popped it into her microwave, "It's macaroni and cheese with chicken."

My mouth instantly watered. I asked, "Have I told you I uh miss your cooking?"

She smiled, "Whenever I cook."

I sat down on one of her plush chairs. I waved my hand around, "It's true."

She rolled her eyes taking the food out. She handed me a tubbleware with a fork, "I make sure to give props to my deceased mother."

I shoveled a forkful of food. I asked, "Where's Keith?"

She sighed sitting on her desk moving the food around. I waited for her to answer. My impatience was eating away at me. I licked my lips, "And?"

She placed her fork down, "He's doing the job you assigned him to. Ya know, protect me."

My eyes narrowed, "What happened?"

Madeline scooped up food placing it in her mouth. She swallowed before answering, "He is dealing with some unsuspected visitors. You know the whole torture thing trying to get answers about Jared."

My jaw clenched. It's always one bastard after another. I spoke low, "Listen Madeline, we are going to move the date a bit. I'm going to need your help. It's going to get messy."

She hopped off her desk with a smirk, "Bring it."

I smiled big showing my yellow teeth in response.