A/N: I dislike reading A/N in a separate chapter, because then I think It's an update. So, THANK YOU my BEAUTIFUL, MULTICOLORED PUDDINS for all the reads and votes, enjoy this nice, long imagine...

Your POV
Flashback
Joker stumbled through the front door, dragging a body behind him. "J, haven't I asked you not to bring dead bodies inside?" He spits at my feet and I stop where I am.

"Does it look like a give a flying fuck, darling?" He drops the body on the floor. "It's not dead anyway. I'm taking it to the play room".

"J, you promised me you would never use that room again, are you drunk?" He slams me against the wall and glares at me, only inches from my face.

"Don't talk back to me and yes," he laughs at my fear, "I'm drunk". Joker grabs my face and squeezes, thinking it was the most interesting thing ever.

"Don't touch me like that!" I yell, and push his hand away from me.

"Shhhhhhh," he coos and jumps back onto me, holding his hand over my mouth to shush me. "Daddy J doesn't like it when you give him headaches".

I get bold and bite his hand, "tell 'daddy J' to eat shit". When he screams in pain, I make a run for the door. He beats me to it and slaps me to the floor. "J, get off of me," I cry and struggle as Joker straddles me. "You don't know what you're doing. Caspar (henchman), HELP!" Joker holds me down and gives off an amused sigh in my ear, proceeding to tell me that he sent all his henchmen on a heist.

"I can't wait to show you my toys," he snarls, and slaps my face a few times. He pulls me up with ease and shoots the unconscious person in the head, blood splattering everywhere.

"J, please don't do this," tears run down my face and I scream with frustration as he straps me to a table and erupts in a hysterical fit of laughter.

"I'm going to destroy you, Pumpkin". He holds out a shock device and rubs them together. "This is gonna hurt really, really bad," he says, standing behind my head.

"I love you, J, NOOO-" He holds the metal to my head till I start spitting blood. A figure bursts through the door, dressed in a cape, suit and mask.

"Batman, my favorite bestie," Joker teases.

"Time to go back to the asylum," Batman growls, until he sees me on the table. "Y/N? What have you done, Joker?" J just stands there and drops the metal pieces in his hands, looking down at me with apologetic eyes.

"I didn't mean to-" Joker begins but Batman cuts him off.

"Come here, Y/N. You need medical help. Until next time Joker". Batman lifts me up and takes me away from this nightmare... away from Joker.

Present
Joker's POV in a gif

Your POV
After the horrific incident with Joker a few months back, I started dating Bruce. He's so good to me, almost too good. When I dated Joker, my life was exciting, fun and dangerous. Loving Joker was explosive. Now, I sit in a room Bruce and I share almost 12 hours of the day. I know Batman deserves better, but I just feel miserable without my Puddin.

"Knock, knock," a voice says and I turn my head to see Batman walking in, dressed in his crime-fighting suit.

"Hey," I whisper and he sits on the bed across from me.

"I want you to get out more. How about you head to the Iceberg lounge in Gotham later? I'll be around that area anyway, so I can keep an eye on you if anything should happen". I nod my head and Bruce watches as I rummage through my dress collection. "Right the, I'm off. Whatever it takes, Y/N. Be happy". I turn around to look at him but he's already gone.

---You head to the lounge---

I had never gone to a club by myself, Joker always came with me. I passed a couple of passed out people, and pull down my mini dress a little. Why had I come here by myself in the first place? Anything could happen. A whistle erupts behind me and I jump and turn to see...

J. "Hey, stranger," he smiles weakly and I can't move.

"Joker. You scared me".

"Sorry. It's been a while hasn't it?" He pushes the beaded curtain back and stands in front of me. "I'm not good at talking about this kind of stuff and it will all probably sound bad but I'll make it quick," he rants and takes my hands into his. "I heard you and Batsy are a thing now".

"Who told you?" I ask, and pull one of my hands away to tuck a piece of stray hair behind his ear, and caress his jaw. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself".

He smiles, "Batsy told me. He said you aren't happy. Imagine my surprise when he called me. Especially when your name left his lips." He zones off slightly. "You and I both know you want me back. He won't love you like I can," Joker whispers in my ear, sending chills down my back. "I love you and I was insanely drunk that night. I'm sorry, Y/N". I nod my head and pull him into a hug.

"I missed you, J".