It Was Only a Text

Sharp Teeth

~I got what you dream about

Nails scratch on my back tatt

Eyes closed when you scream out

And you keep me in with those hips

While my teeth sink in those hips

While your body's giving me life

And you suffocate on my kiss~

~Machine Gun Kelly~

I did what Joker asked, I kept behind him. The men seemed to know what they were supposed to be doing, I watched them hurry through the hallway moving into specific doors. Joker moved silently, straight down the hallway. He leads us to a set of double doors and turns to make sure I am behind him.

He pushes through the doors and we step out into a large room full of filing cabinets and shitty yellow lighting. He lets the door close behind us and keeps moving deeper into the room. He ran his gloved fingers over the sides of the metal cabinets as he almost skipped through. Finally, He stopped and turned down the isle and looked closely at the front of them.

I stood behind him and watched as he looked for a specific drawer. I assumed he found it when he pulled open the long cabinet, fingers now skimming along the top of the file folders. The room was so quiet, the sound his gloved fingertips made on the files seemed to echo loudly.

He startled me when he stood straight, a large file gripped in his hands. He turned back to look at me, making his facepaint covered eyebrows bounce comically. His voice was barely above a whisper.

"Let's go, the boys should be done by now." he glanced at his watch.

I nodded, happy that this had been fairly easy. I followed him back to the doors, waiting for him to open them and leave. He cracked the door open and he peeked out, then we were headed to the exit door. It all seemed to be going well, the men were all gone from the hallways. We pushed through the door and Joker stopped, causing me to bump into him.

"Sorry," I said, "Why did you stop?"

Joker turned quickly, grabbing my arm and tugging me further down the alley and then down to kneel behind a dumpster. He put a finger to his lips and pointed the direction we came.

I peeked around the dumpster and saw Batman fighting with one of Joker's men. Well fighting may have been a strong word for it. It looked more like Batman was beating the shit out of the man. I covered my mouth to keep in any sounds that might try to escape.

Finally the police showed and Batman moved a few steps into the alley and hid. The police grabbed Joker's guy and cuffed him, then sped off, lights flashing. An unmarked car pulled up, lights flashing. Another man came up to the alley way as two others tried to get into the door Joker and I had left out of.

Batman was talking to the man. I looked over at Joker who was watching them as well. I turned back as the man was leaving, Batman already gone. Joker stood, pulling me with him as we left out of the back of the alley and kept to the shadows.

"So, I'm guessing Batman scared off our ride?" I asked.

He chuckled. "Well, we have a back up." he said.

"We do? That's good."

"Oh, is the princess scared to walk down Gotham alleyways?" His eyes almost sparkled.

He was teasing me. I wasn't sure I like it. "Maybe Gotham is scary at night, you are aware that the city has a homicidal man who runs around covered in face paint."