12 Reflex 12

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▪Jokers view▪ I breathed heavily as I ran my hand threw my hair. I suddenly punched the wall in anger, leaving a crack. I growled and went down stairs (Joker is back at his place). I opened the metal door and in the middle of the room was an operation table, ontop was a girl, someone I picked up from the streets. The door closed behind me and I walked towards her. Her muffled cries, calming me like it was a song from a bird. I smiled and closed my eyes. Breathing in the blood and dampness of the room. I opened my eyes and looked at the girl. "I'm feelin' a bit stressed today, ya gonna help me?" I asked her, putting a pouting face on. She stared at me confused. "YA GONNA HELP ME?!?" I snapped and she nodded quickly from fear. "That's a good girl" I said and tapped the side of her face with my hand. I leant over her and stared in her blue eyes. I was going to say some famous quote of mine, but I couldn't, my mind went blank, a sudden flash of (Y/N) crossed my mind and I punched the girl in the stomach in reflex. She cried and coughed, tears raining down her face. "Oh, sorry hehe" I said. I couldn't be bothered with this girl right now so I just left. I went back to my room and dived onto my bed. "f**k!" I screamed into the soft bed sheets. I totally forgot about- ...
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