Chapter 30. | A ghost from the past
"I've lost my touch and I'm just becoming a boring family guy. What happened to my genius criminal mind? I used to master this shit and now I'm just a pathetic green target."
The green haired man paced around his room, his eyes unfocused as he tried to descifer the long list of messages spread all around Gotham City, but nothing came to his blurry mind.
"You know what could actually help, Puddin'?" mumbled Harley against the pillow, trying to get some sleep without success, "what about getting some itsy bitsy tiny sleep, next to you OH SO TIRED WIFE?!"
J growled and threw himself next to the blonde mess, wrapping his arms around her protectively, a false sigh of relief coming out of his lips with effort as he took a deep breath from her sweet scent.
"I just want to find the son of a bitch who's trying to mess with me and my family. I swear if anything happens to you or Lucy..."
"Nothing's going to happen." Harley whispered as she turned to face the worried man beside her, "We couldn't be safer as long as you're around. But as long as you don't rest, that crazy brain of yours won't function properly, no matter how many shots of caffeine and sex you get from me in the morning."
J smirked and kissed her softly, pulling her even closer to his body. She closed her eyes, welcoming his embrace and fell asleep almost instantly.
However, his insomnia remained. Images of Daemon filled his head, it was almost like having his presence in the room he shared with Harley. His evil smile as he planted a lustful gaze upon Harley. HIS Harley.
Then Lucy.
J felt his blood run cold through his veins at the thought of something happening to his little girl. And he felt guilt and anger. Most of the time he let any kind of remorse slip from his thoughts; having a wife, bringing an innocent child to his world, 'settling down', playing the good guy.
Should've known better. He thought. You're a fucking joke, J.
He knew something was wrong and someone was working hard for revenge. Someone was determined to destroy what Jack - the Joker - had built and make him pay for the sins that even Batman had forgiven.
A ghost from the past. A ghost that waited patiently to make its first move and get sweet revenge.
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Guuuuys.
I'm back. I hope.
I know it's been AGES and I honestly feel like I've lost my touch (just like Mr. J)
I know it's like a SUPER short update but I need to get back on track, so be patient, I'm trying to recover my writing skills and trying to get all my old ideas back together.
It's been hell around here, as you could read on my last update. But I remember how happy this place made me feel and how therapeutic it was to come and write, so here I am.
Hopefully some of you, my dear readers, are still around. I hope many of you are still interested in this little fanfic novel.
Love you all.
xoxo
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