✓ ♕Poison♕ [Joker x Reader]

Chapter 7: Gone

Joker's POV

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" I pushed Harley off of my lap, and stood up quickly. The whole club stopped. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT BITCH!" I yelled, Harley was on the floor and I bent down to slap her across the face. I ran through the crowd of people in the club to get to the door. I looked both ways, and I saw a black van speeding down the street. "Shit!" I whispered, running towards my car. I quickly got in, and sped off. I tried to follow the van, but by the time I was speeding down the street it was gone. I drove around the city for hours trying to find her, but I had no luck in doing so. I went back home, and headed straight for my private room. I threw things towards the wall, and screamed like there was no tomorrow. I placed all my weapons onto the floor in a circular shape, and laid down in the middle. I laughed hysterically to myself.

"She's gone..." I whispered, my laughs mixed with cries. I rubbed my cheek, feeling the tears flow. "SHE'S FUCKING GONE!" I yelled, slamming my fists onto the ground. My cries and laughter grew louder.

I haven't cried like this in a long time. The last time I cried like this was when I thought Harley died. We were in a big fight against batsy and he threw her off of a ledge. I didn't even bother to look because I could've swore she didn't survive. So I left the scene, and spilled my feelings out onto the city. I went in a full on rampage, and I thought I would never recover. Then I found and kidnapped Y/N... and I felt like I was able to love again. I laid there deep in my thoughts. It felt like forever. I don't know where Y/N is, or if she's still alive, but all I know is that after what happened tonight she might not want to see me ever again.

Y/N 's POV

The van came to a sudden halt. I heard some men talking about a prison cell, and I got scared. I felt a manly hand grab my arm, and drag me out of the van. The cloak was still on my head, and hands were in handcuffs.

"KEEP YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF OF ME!" I yelled, trying to wiggle out of his grip. But his grip tightened.

"Shut the fuck up you crazy ass bitch." The man pushed me into the building, and led me down a hall. I couldn't see anything, but I heard screams, people crying, people talking to themselves, and gunshots. He led me through a opening to a room, and sat me down into a chair. He pulled the cloak off of my head, and left my handcuffs on.

"Welcome to your new home!" The man said laughing, clapping his hands. I looked around and I realized I was in a cell.

"Where am I?"

"Arkham Asylum. The finest asylum there is." The tall white man with back hair smiled. He wore a black suit, with a red tie.

"Why am I here..." I whispered, crying.

"For what you've done obviously."

"What did I do?" I looked confused.

"You killed guy, and another guy, and another guy, and-" He counted on his fingers.

"No, I didn't... You got the wrong girl." I shook my head in disbelief.

"Jeez you're crazy ass don't even remember what you did!"

"BECAUSE I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ASSHOLE!" I screamed, and the man silenced me with his hand, covering my mouth.

"Don't EVER yell at me again! Got it bitch!" He took his hand off my mouth, and took the handcuffs off of me. He walked out the cell, and locked it. I wiped my lips with my arm.

Hours later, the man from earlier came back to my cell and gave me an orange jumpsuit. "Here. Change..." He slid the jumpsuit through the bars of my cell, and I took it.

"Why should I? What if I wanna look pretty in my jail cell.?" I looked down at my dress I was still wearing from the club.

"Put. It. On." The man pulled out a gun and aimed it at me.

"Fine. But I can't change when I have your eyes, and a gun in my direction." I spat. The man turned away from me, allowing me to change. I put on the jumpsuit, and handed my dress to the man through the bars. He took it and walked away. I sat in the dark lightly dimmed room, and thought to myself.

How could he do that!? I thought he loved me! But yet, he let Harley suck the lips off of him. I was mad about it then I realized that I was a replacement... a temporary one. The 'love' that he showed towards me was a joke. They don't call him joker for nothing. At this point, I'm glad that I'm in arkham asylum instead of being with his crazy ass. I never want to see him again, and if I do... I'll give him hell. Honestly... I just want to be gone.

A/N: Ooooo, Harley fucked up everything. What will happen next??