A/N: Probably going to be updating once every few weeks, you can thank school.

Your POV
The match made in hell. Joker kidnapped me in December, during a Christmas office party at a bank. I had just started working there and an explosion sent everyone flying away from the vaults. 43 dead, 16 injured and 1 missing. I still remember the bodies around me hitting the ground with a thud. People in costumes stormed into the building, shooting anyone still moving in the head. A figure towered over me, and I looked up with fear. The Joker stood before me, a smirk on his face. He took out a gun and held it to my face as he straddled me. "Go on, doll face. Give my favorite gun a kiss". I did it before he could ask again and he seemed to like that very much, Joker is NOT a patient man. Today was particularly not a day to mess with J. A heist had just been interrupted and as usual, Joker came bursting through the door. I tipped back in my chair with surprise and Joker grabbed the back of my seat, pulling me back upright to his face.

"Batsy, Batsy, Batsy," he snarled in my ear and I shudder. I didn't want Joker to do his routine today.

"Please, J. I'm still recovering from last Friday," I plead and he runs his hand down my arm.

"Oh, are you? Well, darling I'm not gonna fuck you. Sorry". I look at him with confusion when he kicks my hair back, my head hitting the floor hard.

"J-" he grabs my hair and drags me to a room, locking the door behind him. I'd never been here before and by the looks of it, I didn't want to be in here again. "Joker, please. What are you gonna do to me?" He looks me up and down and laughs menacingly.

"What's wrong with me? Batman ruined my heist and my toy is being oppositional". He grabs me by the throat and pushes me up against the wall.

"I'm not your toy, J. We love each other". He smiles and slaps my cheek lightly.

"You are my toy and I can play as roughly as I want with you," he snarls and I see his other hand reaching behind him. He retrieves a knife and holds it up to my throat, keeping me glued to the wall.

"Joker. You don't want to do this. I know you," I whimper and he leans in, kissing my lips softly. I melt into the kiss but just as I reach up to touch his face, a sharp pain tears my stomach. I look down and blood is dripping from my left side, he stabbed me. Joker looks surprised and the knife drops with a clatter. He catches me as I sink down and before I black out, I swear I feel him trying to stop the bleeding.

---the next morning---

"Joker...?" I open my eyes slowly but surely, and my green haired Joker is sitting by my bed. There are tears in his red and swollen eyes and his hand is gripping my hands. He jolts up when he heard me call his name. "Why am I here?" He leans back and recounts last nights events.

"But I flew in a doctor from England, they were able to get their hands on a new remedy from- point is, you're healed," he lifts up my shirt and there is only a scar. He looks away when my eyes flicker to his face. "I'm sorry".

"I want to go home. P-please," I say and try to get up but he pushes my shoulder with so much force that I slam back against the bed.

"NO. You're, you're not leaving me, Y/N". He gets up and paces around the room.

"Why are you doing this? You almost killed me!" I scream and wince back, touching the scar.

Joker whips around, tears nearly falling from his eyes. "I don't enjoy hurting you," he whispers, getting closer to me again.

"But if I need to hurt you to make you stay, I will". I jerk back when he tries to touch me, and turn my back to him. "Please, Y/N. You have to understand. I'm damaged and I need you. You can't just leave," he pleas but I don't move or speak. I hear the bedroom door close and turn to see he's left the room.

---Four months later---

"Joker. Don't make me," I growl.

"Y/N. I'm begging you. Don't eat the pudding," he whispers through the phone.

"You stabbed me, J. I'm- I'm sorry," I say and make a loud chewing sound as I eat the last of the pudding from a cup.

When Joker arrives home, he gives me the silent treatment.
"Everything okay, Puddin?" I ask and he doesn't glare at me like he usually would, he just looks down. "Joker?"

"I could have killed you that night. Why did you forgive me?" I shift uncomfortably, we'd never addressed the incident before.

"Because I love you".

"You can't. You shouldn't have forgiven me".

"I didn't really have a choice, Joker. You threatened to hurt me if I left, remember?" I joke and he moves away when I try to touch him. "Joker..."

"Don't, you're just making this harder".

"What are you talking about?" I ask and watch as he stands up abruptly, shaking me off of him as he does.

"I can't let myself hurt you again... I'm choosing to let you go". Tears well up in my eyes and I stagger to a stand.

"I'm sorry, J, but that's not your decision to make". I reach forward, I had to hold him and make him realize he was wrong. "You don't understand what you're doing".

"Get away from me!" He swings his hand back, and I move away.

"J-"

"No, you can't. Go or I'll make you".

"No, J. I'm staying". He slips out his gun and let's out three shots, all grazing my neck. I can feel the blood lightly dripping down but I don't move. "I'm not leaving you," I cry and he looks frustrated.

"I'll kill you if you don't go".

"Then kill me".

A/N: Because I use so many TVD gifs, *surprise recommendation* you should look up The Vampire Diaries Bloopers on YouTube. I laughed my self to death and then back alive again but only as a vampire until I fell in love with a crazy Joker and made him a vampire so that we could be together forever. I call that a run on sentence, enjoy.