Walking towards the room i felt like a celebrity. Not because i was meeting him but because of how everybody stopped and stared as i walked by. Now i know how bruce felt.

"If at any time you feel scared or want out theres a button under the table we can hear it out here but he cant hear it in there." An officer tells me pushing a tazer in my pocket and a tiny bible in the other and i bite my lip to hold in the laugh. After spending nearly 3 hours reading his file he was just an overgrown child who was a over dramatic attention seeker. Nothing more nothing less.

Opening the door i observe the taser before i hear locks clinking on the door. If he was so dangerous why would they lock me in here with him? Shaking my head i look over and see a pale man with neon green hair bright blue eyes and bright red lips. There was black powder smeared around his eyes making his eyes stick out and a crazed smile on his lips as he sat in the metal chair with a straight jacket on.

"Well well what do we have here?" He smirks as i walk over to his table and i smirk back.

"A psychiatrist but dont be tempted joker, this lab coat comes off and im not scared to hurt you if you try any of your little tricks" i say forcefully and he ooh's.

"Are you always this feisty? Or is it just because youre judging me based off other peoples opinions?" He asked smirking. I knew what he was doing, he was trying to take control as he usualy did with the others.

"I like to make my own decisions, besides if i listened to their judgements id be running away from you screaming bloody murder in tears, not asking to take your case" i tell him and he laughs.

"The kitty has claws!"he howls amused but i just stare at him waiting for him to calm down.

"Its only for you joker-"

"Oh now i feel honored! But you're just sweet talking me, arent you ashton? I bet all your friends call you ash, can i call you that?" He rumbles in his nasaly voice and my mind thinks back to nina and raven, how they ditched me in a club and still have yet to check and see if i was ok.

"No i dont have friends...and no you cant call me that!" I snap the last part making him grin wider. "How do you even know my name?" I ask i knew my name badge was on my desk where i left it. "And my friends USE to call me that" i blurt annoyed with the whole raven and nina situation.

"Ill be your friend" he smiles innocently and i cant help but to smile back. He played my game instead of trying to be in control, he was quick witted and very observative im not sure what everybody was scared of.

"Ok friend, tell me why you stabbed the psychiatrist this morning and killed 4 officers?" I demand and he shakes his head. "Well why not?" I ask and he looks down at his straight jacket. "You want me to take it off?" I ask leaning forward over the desk and he looks up nodding leaning forward slightly. "Tell me first and then ill take it off" i say.

"No, how can i trust you?" He snaps and i chuckle tapping his forehead with my pen making him snap his teeth at me and i giggle playfully.

"Why do you want me to take it off? Hmm?" I ask and hes quick to respond.

"It hurts and its uncomfortable" he deadpans and i finally notice his silver teeth and i cant help but stare in awe. Each one was silver and shiny and i smiled up at him.

"How can i trust you wont do something if you wont even tell me the truth? Thats not the real reason" i reply and he gives me a smug smirk. He knows i know about his manipulative ways.

"Fine! What i have in my hands is very...uncomfortable and if you dont take this jacket off when someone else does im going to hurt them with it and blame you" he shrugs lowering his voice to a threatening timber and i raise my brow.

"Whats in your hands?" I ask curiously leaning forward but his threatening grimace turns into a smirk.

"Careful kitty, its curiosity that killed the cat" he breathes followed by a light rasp. His tounge runs over his teeth and his eyes bore into mine.

"You arent going to hurt me, im too much fun-" i begin walking around the table and pulling out the keys from my pocket. "No other psychiatrist will go back and forth with you, they arent as quick witted as me or smart enough to keep up with you-" i say unlocking the locks. "Isnt that right j?" I ask pushing the jacket off and he groans stretching his arms, i watch his every move as i get back to my seat.

"Of course" he says dropping a bloody unsharpened pencil and a bloody playing card on the table. He leans back in the chair and i finally notice all of the tattoos on his torso and my mouth begins to water. Not only was his muscles nicely defined but his tattoos were amazing. When i snap out of my daze i notice he's smirking. The narcissist!

"See i proved you can trust me, now tell me" i demand and he leans forward making me swallow thickly.

"If i knew all i had to do was take my shirt off to distract you-" he teases sending me a wink and i ignore the chills i get giving him a eyeroll. "ok i killed the nurse because she was boring and the guards because they were also boring they all walked in order didnt speak and kept their eyes straight ahead." He shrugs playing with the strings on his sweatpants.

"You didnt kill james though" i blurted and his eyes snapped up to me.

"Oh him? He did me a favor and besides he doesnt know it yet but he's one of the only three people in here whos not boring" he tells me. "Arent you going to take that off the table so i dont kill you or someone else?" He ask but i shake my head.

"No im too much fun for you to kill, and eww thats disgusting im not touching that" i scrunch up my nose making him chuckle.

"Werent you suppouse to ask me the typical questions, how was my childhood? Why am i here? Why do i look like this?" He suggest and my next statement makes me glad for my complexion.

"I think you look kinda cute" i blurt and he grins instead of smirking this time to which i roll my eyes. "Besides i dont care about that stuff i want to know how you got those scars" i tell him and the doors begin clanking signifying theyre being unlocked and i pick up the taser from the desk and head over.

"Tomorrow?" He ask and i sigh seeing the mischief behind his eyes.

"Only if you behave" i promise sending him a wink and he nods with a smirk. This couldnt have been the man everybody was terrified of. Mustve been a different guy. Not even Halfway down the hall i hear a terrifying, bone chilling scream when i run towards it i see a injured officer laying behind him and him holding a gun to someones head. I freeze at the scene infront of me but the clicking of my heels catch jokers attention.

"Welcome backs toots," he smiles and 3 officers and the director run in. The director grabs me and trys to pull me out but the joker aims the gun at her. "Hey no need to be handsy with my lovely psychiatrist" he yells and she slowly removes her hand. A officer steps forward but he quickly gets shot in the head and i gasp.

"You want the gun? Shes going to come take it from me" he says and i slowly look up from the dead officer seeing he has the gun pointed at me but his finger isnt on the trigger. I slowly begin walking to him when im grabbed again. "Ah ah ah dont do that" he threatens.

"Ill do it" my voice cracks and i slowly begin to make my way over. Not because i was scared of him but i didnt want to scare him with any sudden movements. I hear somebody murmur that im insane before another gunshot goes off and i rush over to joker pulling the gun from his hands. "I told you to behave and in 45 seconds you do this!" I snap and he throws his arm over my shoulder.

"I couldnt help myself toots, it was just right there" he smiles pulling me closer pushing his face against mine and i want to laugh. My lip twitches and though nobody else catches it he does. Why did i want to laugh at his playfull ways.

"Im mad at you, im not comming to see you for two weeks" i tell him seriously and his face scrunches up before he shrugs.

"I can wait" he shrugs holding out his hands to be cuffed and theyre almost on both of his hands when i stop them noticing the bare table. "What is it now? Im cooperating" he huffs a laugh waiting to come out of his throat.

"Hand it over j" i snap receiving confused looks but he smirks at me humming teasingly.

"Hand what over? My hand in marriage? Dont you think its a bit to soon?" He laughs and i clench my first glairing daggers at him. "Alright fine, only cause you asked so nicely" he says pulling the playing card and pencil out his pocket and stabbing it through the guards hand and smiling innocently at me but groans when he sees im upset with him.

"Better his hand then his neck, am i right?" He ask and i grab his arm tightly to put the other cuff on when i notice how nice his skin feels under my grip.

"Its progress" i admitt looking up and noticing peeping toms in the doorway.

"See you in two weeks toots" he says before kissing the side of my head and being escorted out. What did i get myself in to?