Hellion Masquerade [7]

I don’t think I’ve moved in the past hour; it’s been a week now since the Joker and I were… ‘reunited’ – as some might put it – I’ve noticed that he leaves every morning now and then returns in the night once Diana’s asleep.

It’s been two hours since the Joker left for to do ‘business’ – his words – and he had Jackie Tails, or Lovett but I now call her Jackie because it pisses her off. And some Harley Quinn woman – the one with the red and black – here with me and Diana, I think it’s just to keep me here and make sure I don’t run away.

I hear the door to my room being flung open and I slowly lift my head seeing Jackie. “Get dressed we’re going to the store.”

“All of us?” I question before she turns; I certainly don’t think we’re going to really blend in with Harley walking around with us.

“No.” She told me flatly and I could hear he thick British accent. “Just you and me, we need to get food.”

I nod my head as she leaves and get up going to the bathroom to get dressed.

(Grocery Store)

I hear a woman’s heels click clacking down the aisle behind me and jump slightly when she taps me on the shoulder.

“Do you need any help miss?” She looks she looks from me to Jackie and then back at me with pity and concern in her green eyes. I must look like Hell with my black eye that the Joker gave me last night for not looking at him when he spoke, and the bags under my eyes from the two sleepless nights I’ve had, I damn myself for not owning any cover up of foundation to cover everything up with.

“No, but thank you.” I murmur and she gives me another look before nodding her head and walking off.

“Shit… you know if you keep jumping like that you’re just going to draw more attention to yourself. Do you want it to look like you’re a criminal or something?” Jackie hissed under her breath.

“Bitch.” I breathe in French and she sends me another cold look.

“Look Frenchy you’re going to have to speak English with me, I’m not the Joker so I don’t understand what you say.” I turn away back to the shelves of water bottle packs.

I stare at the bottles for a second before bending down and attempting to grab a twelve pack but right after I pull manage to pull it off the shelf my arms turn into noodles and I’m brought down to the floor.

“Ugh.” I look up hearing Jackie let out a frustrated groan. “You’re extremely weak you know that? No strength at all, physical or emotional.”

I send her a glare, yeah well I well doubt you’d have any emotion strength either if you went through the Hell I have! And as for the physical thing, I was never that strong so I don’t really mind.

“Fuck Frenchy.” She said bending over and grabbed the pack or twelve water bottles lifting them with no probably at all. “You know I can’t help but wonder how you managed to stay alive so long… or how the Joker could put up with you.” Yep, she had no tolerance at all for me, but it didn’t bug me really. Amazingly I don’t seem to mind too terribly much, fighting with her allows me to take my mind off of all my other problems.

“Callie?” A male’s voice fills my ears.

“Fuck.” I mutter in French and Jackie sends me a look before looking behind me and seeing Josh.

I’m still sitting on the floor when Josh reaches me and I put on a fake smile. “Hey Jackie.”

I get up smoothing the purple dress I was wearing, sadly I wasn’t able to find tights, the sleeves only go to my elbows and the neck is kind of a swoop – not really low though – so as you can imagine I was freezing walking around snowy Gotham with Jackie… and wait how does Josh know her? Oh… that’s right she’s dating Mark.

“Callie!” He exclaimed looking at me wide eyed. “What happened?!” He points to my black eye and I can see he’s worried. I stare for a moment uncomfortable seeing as the last time I saw him was when he kissed me and he still didn’t know that the Joker was back and I now remembered everything that happened. And I really didn’t plan on telling him remembering the way he reacted when I told him that I had pregnant and married – the Joker drugged me in order for me to marry him – at the age of sixteen and he kicked me out of his house extremely pissed. So I quickly started thinking of an excuse.

“I… uh… I ran into a door.” I said glancing at Jackie who was trying not to laugh at my pathetic excuse.

“You… ran into a door?” He cocked his head to the side and stared at me.

“Oui.” I nodded me head.

“A-alright.” Okay, so maybe it wasn’t the best excuse ever but it was better than telling him the truth knowing he’d flip out.

“Yeah… well I’ll see you later.” I said about to walk away when I felt arms lock around my tiny waist and pulling me into a hug. Slowly and awkwardly I lifted my arms wrapping them around Josh and hugging him back.

I looked up to Jackie and gave her a pleading look but she shook her head mouthing: “No way in Hell.”

Sighing I pull back and flinch slightly as he kisses my check. “Bye.” And then he walks away living me shocked, my mouth hanging open as he turned the corner.

Suddenly laughter filled the air and I snapped my head around to Jackie. “Oh you should have seen the look on your face! You know the Joker isn’t going to like that you have a boyfriend, not one bit.”

“He’s not my boyfriend.” I murmur. Did Josh think we were dating? No… I was sure that he didn’t, he was probably trying to get me to like him.

I let out a gasp as Jackie’s last words sunk in. “No….” I whisper. “No… no, no, no, please you can’t tell him. You don’t know what he’ll do! He’d murder Josh! No… he’d slaughter him! Please!” I beg feeling tears, Josh was my friend and if anything happened to him I know that it would probably be my own fault.

“Hmm… can’t granite that. And anyways he might be watching you right now so there would really be no need to tell him.” She shrugged grabbing the cart and starting off to the freezer section.

“Great… you do realize that I’m going to freeze right!” I really don’t want to be around her anymore.

“Yeah, exactly way I’m going to the freezer section.” I let out a huff of air hugging myself as we walk past frozen pizza. Maybe Josh wouldn’t be so bad to have around right now… I wonder where he went.

Shivers run down my spine as Jackie grabs a container of vanilla ice cream. Then we’re off again this time to check out. Standing in line Jackie is silent, and I bet you a million dollars she was thinking of ways to kill someone. And I just stood behind her also silent waiting in the long line.

Suddenly arms are thrown around me and I’m spun around letting out a small yelp in surprise.

“Oh sweetie! I’m so sorry!” A woman who looks about forty maybe thirty nine grabs my face in her hands. “You don’t have to put up with abuse there are places you can go to get help.”

My eyes widen, did I really look that bad? Heads turn our way and I shake slightly not knowing what to say.

“Uh….” I start to say something and try to whole back a punch at Jackie when I hear laugh slightly.

“You don’t have to be abused!” I glance around, um lady if you knew my situation you’d understand that I do.

“I’m… not abused.” I tell her glancing around. “I… ran into a door.” Yes… the pathetic door excuse returns.

“Oh… um….” I feel bad now for making her uncomfortable. “Well, I hope you get well soon sweetie.” Maybe she wasn’t uncomfortable about being wrong but the fact that I fact that I got a black eye from ‘running into a door’ well in my opinion it doesn’t seem that strange.

Finally after about five more minutes we reached the front. “Wow you guys must be throwing a party.” He laughed grabbing the food but the lady packing the bags was trying not to laugh obviously imagining it was all for two people.

No, is what I wanted to say. I was just hosting the most feared criminal in Gotham and his goons at my home so I’m apparently expected to provide them with food.

I sigh pulling my credit card from my bag and handing it over. Once we left – me holding one bag and Jackie holding four – we made our way to the bus stop.

(That Night)

I sit on the couch watching Diana sit on the floor; she was staring up and the television watching some movie that I wasn’t really paying attention to. Suddenly the door burst open and the Joker is standing there grinning madly with his gang behind me.

“Daddy’s home!” He exclaims arms in the air, I look back towards Diana she had turned around and was now facing the door and I watched as her face lit up.

“Daddy!” She squealed running towards him. I felt my face fall, frowning I him bend down lifting her off the ground cackling. I stand up stepping forward, the scene would probably be cute, but she was hugging the Joker and calling him ‘Daddy’. And he was her… father but hearing her say that just didn’t sound right.

But after I take a few more steps towards them a knife is in his hand and he’s pointing it towards my bedroom. I nod my head quickly before scurrying off and I can hear Diana’s giggle as she starts to talk to him.

Sitting on the bed I being to fidget with the hem of my dress. I couldn’t stand leaving him alone with Diana, what kind of stuff was he filling her sweet mind with?

The door opens and then shuts and I look up making eye contact with the Joker though I quickly look away. I fill his hands grab my arms and I’m yanked off the bed, spun around and then rammed into the wall. I let out a groan as the Joker stares at me.

“Let’s talk angel.” I shake biting my lip trying to search his face for a hint of what he’s thinking but it’s no good.

“A-about wh-what?” I stammer trying to squirm out of his grasp but his grip his firm holding me against the wall.

“Hmm… well I was thinking we could have a word or two about your little… boyfriend… I think his name’s Josh… something like that.” My eyes widen in horror.

“Josh isn’t my b-boyfriend….” I stammer shaking harder.

“Really? Then I guess you’re going to tell me that Joshy boy was just a bit… confused at the grocery store huh?” His tongue darted out of his mouth sliding along his lips. I nod my head which is a really bad decision.

“Wrong answer.” I hear him growl leaning closer to me and before I can speak he head butts me. I gasp – not wanting to scream because Diana would hear – and I’m dropped to the floor in a trembling heap.

“Well, I’d prefer that we… I set him straight.” I could hear the smile in his voice.

“What are you going to do to him?” I whimper as he lifts me off the ground.

“Can’t tell angel, it’s for me to know… and you to find out.” Great, more games just what I need.

Suddenly and unexpectedly I feel his lips collide with mine and my eyes grow wide. I feel myself being moved backwards as his tongue tickles my bottom lip but I refuse to let him in. I feel the kiss grow more forceful and he bits down hard on my bottom lip drawing blood and I open my mouth to let out a scream but I can’t because as soon as my lips part it’s like he’s devouring me face.

I hear a down open as he continues moving me backwards and into the bathroom kicking the door shut with his foot. I’m rammed up into the wall again and his lips leave my now bruised lips and moved down my neck eating me alive. He bits, licks, and sucks and it’s scary that I actually let him.

Finding a tender stop on my neck he bits down hard and I let off a moan arching my back and breathing heavily.

He pulls away looking down at me a grin playing his lips. My eyes don’t meet his; instead I look around the bathroom noticing the tub is filled with water. Well now I know why Jackie was in here earlier.

“Now.” He paused licking his lips and playing with my hair. “Daddy wants his favorite girl to do him a favor.”

My eyes dart back to him confused. “A… f-favor?” I question.

“Yes, Daddy would like it very much if you were to get him some in-for-mat-ion on mister Harvey Dent.”

“N-no.” I refuse shakily not wanting to be part of his plans.

“Oh really?” Suddenly I’m flung across the bathroom and landed on the ground, soon the Joker his towering over my trembling figure. He grabs me hair yanking me up and spinning me around so that my back is to him and I’m standing over the tub.

“I thought you might say that.” He whispers darkly into my ear. He forces me onto my knees and I don’t get a chance to take a breath before he shoves my face into the cold water. My arms and legs flail as I try to get out but his hand keeps me down. I him add his other hand placing it on the small of my back so I’m now fully in the tube.

I shake, it feels as though I’m back in the lake four years ago and I’m drowning all over again not being able to swim because I have no clue how.

I begin to feel light headed and I’m yanked up from the freezing water. “Change your mind?” The Joker’s dark voice fills my ears. I quickly nod my head feeling tears well up in my eyes and I tremble sitting on the bathroom floor with the Joker next to me.

Tears stream down me face and I feel his strong protective arms wrap around me. He’s so strange, one minute he’ll be putting me through pain that words fail to describe and then the next he’ll be holding me and humming that tune that calms me instantly. Though he isn’t humming now I think he wants to see me cry.

He removes an arm from me and grabs the locket that he gave me when I was in the Waterfront Asylum on my seventeenth birthday. Slowly he lifts it over my head and then somehow he opens it.

How the Hell? I’ve tried getting that thing open a million times and now it’s just so easy for him? I guess this just proves how weak I really am.

I watch as he places the opened locket into my shaking hands and my mouth drops as my eyes widened looking at the photo.

It’s me, and him. I think it’s… it’s our wedding photo? I don’t know, in the picture I don’t look completely there and I’m where the wedding dress so that’s just what I’m going to guess right now.

I feel him get up leaving me alone and crying on the bathroom floor holding the necklace close to me.

Then I hear footsteps, slowly I lift me eyes seeing Harley Quinn looking down at me sympathy in her eyes. I’ve never really talked to her but I do know from watching her that she’s in love with the Joker and always trying to get his attention. She seems like a sweet person, and Diana seems to like her referring to her as ‘Aunty Harley’.

She plops down next to me and pulls me over allowing me to lay my head in her lap. I’m crying hysterically unable to form words.

“Shh… it’s alright sweetie… it’s alright.” She strokes my hair. Why doesn’t the Joker just give her the attention she yearns for? From what I’ve seen she deserves it, she seems to pour her heart into working for him and I can tell that she’d do anything for him. Why me?

I shake my head back and forth clinging to her as if she were life. I needed to be held and she felt so kind and gentle I didn’t mind the fact that I hadn’t spoken to her.

“Don’t cha worry.” She said running her fingers through my soaking wet hair as I sobbed harder and harder eventually falling to sleep.



You know what! Fuck the Joker/Callie relationship! Vote Alfred/Callie! Yes I realize that they haven't even met wait! So what? Alfred needs love too don't cha know!



Alright, no Alfred/Callie, sorry I got you guys all excited I love Joker/Callie too much. :]




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