Trapped. {Kidnapped by the Joker}--Part 2

The blindfold was taken off of me about a few minutes later. I was very thankful for that. My eyes had to adjust to the light and my surroundings. I was on top of a dark purple bed. The bed was queen sized and the floor was wooden. Once my eyes were well adjusted, I turned my head to the right and found myself sitting next to the Joker. He had a very serious expression so I knew he wasn’t going to joke around or anything. Whatever it was that he was going to do, it was probably something bad, 1

I continued to stare at him nervously as he stared back at me. He didn’t flinch or even blink! Ten seconds later I turned away from him. Even his looks were intimidating. I looked down at my hands and picked at my fingers, which seemed to get him out of his trance. 2

“I’m surprised. I expected you to scream and cower away, and possibly try to escape. But no, not you. You, you’re calm right now. Not bad. Now, why don’t you tell me what your pretty little name is,” He said. 3

I paused. I didn’t want to tell him my real name. What would happen if I told him? Would he be disgusted? Angry? But what would happen if I lied to him? My judgment told me that he would probably know if I was lying to him or not. “Christine Wayne.” There was silence for a minute before he spoke. 4

“Christine Wayne, huh? Do you happen to have a relation to Bruce Wayne, my dear? And don’t you lie to me. I can spot out liars.” He replied. Now, his voice was full of interest. I bet that he already knew who I was. 5

“Yes. He’s my father.” I answered. He let out a small chuckle. Why was he laughing? Did he think that that was so funny? 6

“So your Bruce’s daughter? Hmm… I bet he spoils you a lot. I could’ve guessed that… Christine Wayne, the richest girl in Gotham…” He hummed to himself. By then, he was playing around with my hair. I made me feel uncomfortable and he seemed to enjoy this. I moved an inch away from him and luckily, he didn’t react to my sudden movement. And as much as I liked the sound of my name, I hated it right now. That’s the whole reason why I’m here, I guessed. Knowing things about the Joker (from my father) I knew that I wasn’t going to get out of here for a while. I knew well that it wouldn’t be easy for my father to come and rescue me. He may be a billionaire and Batman but that didn’t mean anything. My location was probably hidden. I frowned at that thought. 7

The Joker seemed to read my frown. He could sense why I was so glum. I had a strange feeling that it angered him a bit. “Don’t worry sweetheart, no one will ever find you. This place is so hidden that not even Batman or your rich father will be able to find you.” Now, he was just teasing me. 8

I sunk deep into myself, knowing that he was right. I was kidnapped by a psychotic and schizoid man and I had no idea of my location. I hated thinking about the fact that no one would be able to find me here. The one thought that hurt the most was that I wouldn’t get to see my father again because I wouldn’t get to go back home. I already lost my mother and now my father too. Even if he tried searching for me, he wouldn’t know where to start searching. I was scared of the possibility that I would be trapped here forever and that this would be the place where I died. I soon felt tears swell up in my eyes, clouding my vision and burning my eyes. 9

He seemed to be mocking me. “Aw, look at the little rich girl. She misses her daddy so she cries.” I turned away from him so that my back was facing him. I wiped my tears away with my left hand. His next words frightened me completely. “You’re father won’t come for you. So I’m your new daddy as of now, is that understood?” 10

It took me more than a minute for me to comprehend what he told me. His words did more than frighten me. They shocked me as well. He was making me his so that I wouldn’t belong to anyone else. Not even to my own father. I shuddered at the tough. I belonged to no one. I’m not some toy or pet--I was a human being.11

“If my father won’t come for me then Batman will come and rescue me! Once he saves me, he’ll lock you away forever!” I exclaimed to him. I snickered silently to myself at the last part. Like anyone would be able to lock him up forever. He’d find a way out. 12

“I wouldn’t get your hopes up. You belong to me and no one else. One way or the other, you’ll learn that.” He stated. “I’d love to keep talking with you but I have business to take care of. As you can see, I’m a busy man with many tasks. And while I’m gone, you are to stay in here.” 13

I watched as he walked out of the room, shut the door, and then locked it from the outside. There goes my chance of escape. I cursed under my breath. I got up from the bed and wandered around the room. Across from the bed was a TV on a stand. I picked up the purple remote and sat down on the bed, turning on the TV. I rolled my eyes in boredom because the news was on. I wondered if there was anything about me on the news. 14

I was right about that…15

There on the news, the reporter stated that the Joker was out on the loose again and that a teenaged girl has gone missing right after his escape, 16

“Seventeen year old Christine Wayne, daughter of Gotham’s billion dollar boy Bruce Wayne, has gone missing at exactly one hour after the Joker’s escape. Two nights ago, witnesses had reported seeing her exit a movie theater and waiting for a possible ride home. It wasn’t until late out and was around nine o’clock, which was when she said she would be coming home. Also, witnesses reported seeing a strange, mysterious man come up behind her. The man was said to have green hair and wore makeup. He’s been identified as the Joker.” 17

I stared at the television screen with wide eyes. My kidnapping was all over the news and they knew who did it. I prayed to God that someone would know where I was. It would take more than a miracle for that to come true. That’s when something the reporter said struck me. I’ve been out cold for two days. Shit. Suddenly, the sound of my father’s voice shook me out of my trance. He was on the news. 18

“As you already know, my daughter was abducted by no one other than the Joker himself, exactly two days ago. The police have been doing nothing but searching for her. They’ve been searching the entire city, every street corner, and every alleyway. Neither of them have been found and the police deem that their location is hidden somewhere. I will do everything in my power to bring her back home safely. I want her back home because I’m worried about her and I miss her. She’s important to me. Her mother was recently killed who was once a lover of mine and now Christine may be in the same predicament.” My father spoke on the television. 19

I tried hard to not cry after seeing and hearing him on the news. It was so good to see him again, even if it wasn’t in person. I wish that it was in person because then it meant that I was safe. Safe from this madman who trapped me here. He’d protect me. His expression wasn’t happy at all and he shouldn’t be. Instead it was pained and full of sorrow. He wasn’t crying but it looked like he was going to. Tears flooded my eyes as I began to cry uncontrollably. I could stop myself from sobbing. I missed him so much and he was clearly suffering but more than I. In the pit of my stomach, I had this frightening feeling that we would never get to see each other ever again. This made me cry even more. 20

The reporter went back on. “If anyone has any information on the Joker’s location or of Christine Wayne’s, call the number below.” What would the police be able to do if they found me? Nothing. But Batman could. 21

I searched through my pocket, hoping that the Joker didn’t take my cell phone away from me. It was still there. I sighed in relief and in faint happiness. On my face was a smile of false hope. I pulled out the cell phone and flipped it open before turning it on….22

To be continued…23