Domestic. Sleeping next to joker in his bed dressed in his tshirt was soo DOMESTIC. I was suppouse to hate him...use him get his connections take over his empire and show the world girls run this shit. But no instead here i am, letting him in-opening up and getting along with him. In a way he took care of me when i was hurting taught me crying wouldnt change how i felt or make me feel better but he taught me what would. He taught me what i was really good at and how to throw my hardest punch without hurting myself. He knew of my past family problems and my brother & niece. He basically knew every part of me yet i knew nothing of him, except he did get moody he did get angry and his old name was jack.

"Your stairing" joker husk out his bright blue eyes fluttering open. How long had he been woke?

"Whos jack?" I ask and he rolls over groaning.

"Its too early for this, ashton" he groans with sleep evident in his voice. There it was again, him calling me by my name, id take that over his hand around my throat.

"You know my name its not fair" i pout and he looks over at me.

"Your hair looks horrible" he says making me glare. This way his was of diverting the conversation from him, by being an ass...He woke up on the wrong side of the bed clearly. Swinging my legs over him and climbing over him i head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and then downstairs to make me breakfast.

Taking my plate of bacon eggs and strawberry waffles into the jokers office i notice him roll his eyes. "Its not going to work" he says not even looking up and i scrunch up my nose.

"Fine dont tell me anything about yourself or jack, itll probably just be a lie like you've told everyone else. I just thought since you knew things about me i should know something. But its clear you dont trust me so why should i trust you. Dont ask me to be apart-"

"Will you shut up already" he growled turning his chair away from me and i glared at him. I hate him i hate him i hate hate HATE him. Storming out of his office i stormed down the hall and right into frost.

"Whats the matter? Lover boy not giving you anymore kisses?" Frost teases and i gasp.

"Howd you know about that?" I ask and his face pales before he starts laughing the tablet from last night still in his hands.

"I-i didnt until you just told me" he laughs earning a glare.

"Well dont repeat it again, i wish i could punch him in the face every time he kissed me" i tell him angrily clenching and unclenching my fist.

"He kissed you? I didnt think he'd have the balls too" frost says adjusting his tie and we both laugh knowing how joker was with anything related to feelings. The door opened and in walked donovan making me smile.

"Donny!" I yell running over to him and he groans at the impacts slowly hugging me back his dark hair tickling my face.

"Stop calling me that..." he huffs slowly pulling away. "-Is that strawberry waffles?" He ask and i give him the plate in my hand, why let it go to waste?

"You can have it, i lost my appetite" i say as we sit at the table and i look straight at his eyes.

"Are you going to stare at my eyes every time im around?" He ask irritably with syrup on the corner of his lip and i nod happily. One was blue and one was green and sometimes it looked greyish.

"You sure you dont have a girlfriend?" I ask and he snorts. He was a cute guy lots of tattoos had the whole mysterious thing and deep voice kinda like a young stephen james. Except his smile was boyish and his cute little dimples.

"No MOM, sheesh. Would you like to know if im a virgin to?" He ask making frost chuckle and i send him a glare.

"Well are you?" I ask curiously and he takes his plate walking away leaving behind a curious frost and i. Probably just a curious me.

"Im going to finish the stuff you told me, on the conputer" donny tells frost who just sends him a nod.

"I need things, im leaving." i throw out to no one in particular getting up off the bar stool and going up to my room.

As im putting the finishing touches on my makeup my door is pushed open. "I need help" i hear and scoff with an eye roll.

"Im not a therapist try arkham, theyll give you all the help you need" i shrugg just to hear him growling. "No need to growl j besides i overstepped our partnership boundaries and started thinking we were friends. I let you see to much. Get out" i say calmly but he closes my door instead.

"You mad at me doll?" He ask and i ignore him which he takes as a sign to get closer. "Tell me tell me tell me.." He breathes comming down to my height pushing his face against mine. "ill be your friend" he pleads grinning showing all his shiny silver teeth and i cant help the giggle that escapes and i push his face away pouting again. "Was that a giggle? Did ashton lawton just giggle?" He teases earning a eyeroll as i dust the powder on my face and set it with finishing spray.

"Leave me alone j" i say softly running a brush through my hair remembering to not let him off the hook so easily.

"Jack" he says and i freeze. "My name was jack napier my dad was a abusive drunk he beat me and my mom who would sometimes take my beatings. One night she took his worst which killed my mom, she was a cheating whore who drove my dad into being an acoholic and my girlfriend after high school was a unsuppourtive cheating gold digger. My dad was drunk really fucked up one night, thought everything was my fault between him and my mom and tried to kill me pushed me into the vat of chemical waste at ace chemicals and he died later that evening from alcohol poisoning. thats the real story...i tell people i forget but how could i forgot such a wonderful tale of how i was created" he says and i stare at him.

"You drunk?" I ask looking at him strangely but his anger flares again and his ear tips becomme red. What made him tell me all of a sudden only time he opened up was when he was drinking. Some parts he gave in detail and others he rushed through...and i knew the rushed through parts were what hurt the most.

"No im not fucking drunk!" He snarls ready to storm out but i run to the door pressing my back against it.

"Wait" i breathe blocking the door knob realizing my mistake.

"Move. NOW" he says and i frown but slowly move. I know his boundries and it was my fault for saying that knowing it was a sore topic. He didnt joke around on my touchy subject, and joking is in his nature. Oh god, im sicker then him.

"Ok" i sigh moving from infront of the door watching him the whole time but he looks everywhere but me as he leaves and slams the door, i can hear his heavy footsteps stomping down the hall. I finish getting dressed and head downstairs slowly, avoiding him at any cost.

"What did you do to make him so mad?" I hear and turn seeing a large hole in the wall making me sigh. I didnt think he'd be this furious.

"Frost now isnt the time. Im leaving, im not sure when ill be back..." i tell him grabbing a pair of car keys off the table.

Walking back in the house with bags hanging from each arm and food in my hand i smile cheerily until i hear a gunshot and yelling. His mood was WORSE. Quickly going to his office i gasp seeing 2 bloody henchmen infront of the door. To quickly distracted i feel something cold and hard pressed against my head. "Well well well look what we have heeeere" his nasaly voice says and i look up at him. The smell of alcohol on his breath.

"Really? This is what youre doing?" I ask noncholantly, typical joker throwing a fit when something dont go his way.

"I hold a gun to your head and thats the only question you have?! Well atleast its origional. What are you doing back?" He ask and i give him a confused look.

"What are you talking about?" I ask and i remember telling frost i was leaving.

"I heard it with my own two ears toots, you calling me a liar?" He ask and i stare at him confused where all of this was comming from.

"You thought i was leaving you?" I murmur and finally realize, he didnt want to be left alone. He wanted ME here with him...dare i say...joker missed me?

"What? Its oh so rude to mumble" he says and i smile even with the gun still heald to my head.

"Im not leaving you joker, im here to stay. I got food you want some?" I ask and he glares his nostrils flairing.

"Get out get out get OUUUUT" he yells growling slamming his fist into the wall next to my head, ready to throw another tantrum and i stare at him with a straight face.

"No im not leaving you, you need me" i tell him in the most innocent way and the gun clicks. He was really going to shoot me! I hated using this on him i really did but i wasnt going to let him put a bullet through my skull!

"You hate me mistah j?" I ask softly looking up at him and his jaw ticks. "Hmm? You gunna kill me?" I add purring and i see his eyes flickering with a bundle of emotions, he's definately been drinking now.

"Im considering" he forces out. He looks...conflicted.

"Well the guns to my head buttercup take the shot, take it! Come on, do it do it do it DO IT!" I hiss mocking how he talks and he growls pushing me against the door making me smirk. "Oh were doing this now? Are you going to be rough? Good, I dont like it soft mistah j" i blurt and he laughs. Full on laughs like ive never heard before his eyes are closed from laughing so hard and hes holding his stomach.

"Youre a real pain in the ass, y'know." he says calming down after giving me a once over removing the gun from my head and slowly strolling over to his messy desk so i follow.

"Wanna see what i bought?" I ask but he quickly says no. "Great! Id knew you want to. Im working on something so you cant see whats in this bag or this one, oh! Look i got these shoes, they look painfull but i can take it oh! I got hair stuff im thinking about dyeing my hair a purplish black again oh and i got you stuff too.." i ramble and turn around seeing him eating the food i bought. "You fatass that was mine!" I huff watching as he bites into the steak.

"But i thought we were friends and dont friends share" he mocks me from earlier. "The inside is still pinkish" he notices and i huff.

"Well it was fucking mine! Thats how i eat MY steak" i yell until i turn around seeing a small piee of it left.

"Me too! Howd you know?" He smiles laughing his joker laugh and im ready to throw a brick at his stupid face.

"Fuck you j, ok? Fuck you. I got you stuff to by the way" i tell him and he snorts.

"Why?" He ask with a full mouth.

"Well i saw it and i thought about you, thats what friends do" i smile and he looks genuinely confused like nobodys ever-well nobody ever has. He looks back down at the food and closes it pushing it towards me and looks at the bag in my hand. "The other day you wore a burgundy shirt and i think its your color, y'know that and green of course" i giggle. "So i got you another button up burgundy shirt but a different shade and then a burgundy button up but its silk so it looks more purple but whatever oh and like 4 burgundy tshirts" i tell him excitedly.

"I wont be wearing those tshirts" he says and i look up angrily. Pfft as if he had a choice. "I dont wear them to bed and you take em all anyways" he says and i feel the grin growing. "Is this your way of apologizing?" He ask and i stop my movement. Was it? I never really apologized much like him and that was our downfall. I guess in a way i was it was just hard to.

"Do you like it?" I ask and he smirks a twinkle in his eye.

"It is! I accept" he says and before i could give him a face like planned he starts talking. "Youre a real pain in the ass but a good...friend" he chokes out.

"You mean it mistah j" i purr wiggling my eyebrows as i lean towards him and he pushes me away smiling happily. "You can eat the rest of the food by the way j i know you cant cook and since i didnt make breakfast you didnt eat" i smirk picking all the bags up to take them upstairs.

"I see it got quiet, you really know how to tame him" frost smirks when i walk into the hall and i playfully groan.

"Frost its not like that! Were just friends" i say and he snorts. He was only like this with me both joker and frost. While they kept a professional relationship with another it was different with me,