Our driver dragged us from the car and after a little walk we were forced to sit down on chairs, horrible rickety chairs. It was a while before the hoods came off, in the mean time I could hear people whispering directly in front of me, probably some of Jokers goons waiting for him to get here I thought, for a reporter I was incredibly wrong.
Now it comes to when the hoods came off, I heard the sound of footsteps enter the room, but I was disheartened when I heard what kind of footsteps, heels. Women's high heels. I suppose Joker could have had a sex change, or he could just be a transvestite, but I came to the conclusion that he had got himself a new hench-woman, which could be why he wasn't looking forward to seeing me, which of course made me fume.
My hood was pulled off of my head and sunlight from many windows stung my eyes, I squirmed for a second before my eyes came into focus, at first I only saw a woman's silhouette, but as my eyes focused I began to make out facial features. My god. Out of all the people in the world. Why her? Why did it have to be this snake of a woman? There are plenty of other vindictive bitches out there to last me a lifetime and yet it had to be her! "Lady Tremaine. How good to see you" I looked down at my restraints "we have to stop meeting like this"
She snarled at me, looking down her pointy nose, eying me from top to bottom "something is... Different about you"
"Revenge sex will do that" I smirked "where is my lover by the way?" I knew she knew I was referring to Ross, and I'm guessing the thought of us in the same bed must have made her stomach turn, purely by the look on her dead face. I looked around the room and noticed I was the only one tied to a chair, perhaps she was interrogating us separately.
"Oh darling don't fret, he won't be joining you this evening" this woman was clever, so clever she seemed to know my next question 'where's Joker?' And it seemed she already had an answer prepared, but that's for a little bit later. She bent down slightly so she could look right into my eyes "do you know what I'm going to do to you Josie?" Fricken Jo woman get it right! "I'm going to tear you apart piece by piece, until you're sane"
"Wait what?" Confused to say the least "after all that digging..." I code to say 'I' because I didn't want her knowing I had another half just yet "... I did, all that hard work, you're telling me your big diabolical plan was to make bad guys behave?"
"I run this town sweetheart, I can't have any lunatics running around..."
"Like you, you mean?" I interrupted her and you can guess how much she hated that, the back of her hand made sharp contact with my face and my cheek stung like hell "slapping me about while I'm tied to a chair? Didn't realise you were so kinky"
She grimaced at my comment, I could tell she wanted to beat me to death, but for what ever reason she was holding back "I'm going to fix you Josie"
"IT'S JO!"
She smirked at my outburst, she had gotten me angry "exactly, I'm going to take all of that anger away. And it's going to hurt like hell" her face was a picture of Joker on a semi good day, she really thought she scared me didn't she? Bless her "the pain will hurt so much you'll yearn for death, and then you'll associate this bad behaviour with pain and it will all go away" do you remember Umbridge from Harry Potter? This was her slightly less deranged sister, in my head any way, she had so many names for her in my mind now it was unreal.
"Is that it? That sounds like a day in Arkham, you don't scare me Tremaine" I kept my smirk and looked her dead in the eyes, I remember Jokers soulless and grey eyes, hers were the same, they were a stunning green colour but no one was home, her eyes were completely vacant.
"Quite. But that's only the beginning dear. Torture? Not even close" she stood up straight and directed her hand to the door "here's one I made earlier" the answer to my question. The Joker. Dragged in by his arms, his feet dragging along the floor. I struggled in my chair and a lump formed in my throat.
Tremaine just stared at me as her goons threw Jokers limp body on the floor "AAAAAHHHHHH" I screamed at the top of my voice and rocked the chair as I struggled to set myself free "ILL RIP YOUR FUCKING HEART OUT!" I continued to scream at her, becoming completely hysterical and out of control.
"Sedate her" I screamed louder now, my throat felt like it had a thousand needles sticking in it but I kept screaming. Her goons came at me with a needle, I felt the prick of the needle and everything began to fade.
JOSIES'S P.O.V
Oh god no... What's she done? I should have fought harder for control, now I'm going to be tortured to death because the idiot half of me can't keep her damn mouth shut! I banged on the walls of the dark room and screamed, I was trying to wake her up, the dark room wasn't a pleasant place now, it's worse than it was before.
Sometimes I would hear noises, like I was in a working factory, perhaps Jo was destroying everything inside of my brain and I had to listen to it as she did. Other times I would hear every nightmare I had ever had, the sounds of everything I feared echoed on the walls of the dark room, torturing me.
Now I have to watch as Jo gets tortured, payback. My only important question is will I feel it? So far I haven't felt it when Jo gets slapped or even when she had sex, I didn't feel any of that, everything she does is completely to herself, I'm just hoping that when she does get tortured, I won't feel it.
(A/N I'm sorry it's another short chapter! But the next chapter should be longer and definitely more exciting!! Stay with me my friends xD - Lokimakerofmischief)

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