Am I out of my mind? (two)

Freya's eyes widened as she stared at the two goons she had wounded already. The one she stepped on, and the one who's fingers were slammed in the door by her. She smiled weakly as all three of them glared at her. She gulped slightly and Joker continued to pull her by the waist until they were outside, the three goons practically marching behind them. Freya glanced around nervously, noticing two things. One, her arm had started bleeding again and it hurt, a LOT. Two, she was still wearing her PJ's, which was only a long t-shirt to her knees, a bra, and under pants. She blushed slightly and gripped her Joker doll tightly, glancing up at the Joker himself. He grabbed her with a smile and threw her into the car. A woman sat in the front wearing a black and red jester outfit. She turned backto look at Freya questionablyand the goons pilled in the car after Freya, the Joker taking a seat byher and sitting back lesurally, grabbing Freya'sarm roughly. She cried out in both shock and pain and winced, moving closer to him, hoping he would stop the tugging. He didnt. He only smirked and tugged sharply down, making herwhole body move with his movements. Freya's face slammed into his knee andshe winced as he pulled her arm across his body to the left. She leaned fowards, trying to creat as much slack on her arm as possible so it wouldn't hurt. The Joker squeeled childishly and delightful.
"She's like a little puppet!" He grinned, flashing his surprisingly clean teeth and twisted her arm, making her try and twirl with his hand, screaming. He laughed, nearly doubling over as he grabbed his sides.
"How delightful!!" He squeeled once again childishly as the woman in the front of the car drove off. The car jerked forward and Freya gasped, also jerking forward and hitting her face against the seat in front of her. A goon glared back at her and the Joker grabbed her arm even tighter, pulling her hard against his chest with a smile, patting her hair and pulling it.
"Don't hurt my puppet, I just got her yesterday." He started laughing maniacally and Freya cringed at his laugh, feeling shivers run up and down her spin, much like spiders. She was shivering against him, clinging to his arm tightly, hoping he wouldn't tug on her anymore and he looked down at her.
"Cold? Harley, turn the A/C up!" He grinned and the woman in the front nodded, turning some nobs.
"Yes Mistah Jay!!!" She seemed to squeek happily and she pressed harder on the gas, going much faster. Freya clung tighter to the Joker and closed her eyes tightly, afraid to crash as Harley, the woman in the front, swerved around cars recklessly. Joker smirked and squeezed her tightly, watching her gasp in pain and cringe. He laughed some more and dug his gloved fingers in the bandage she was wearing. She looked up and noticed that he was wearing a fresh apply of makeup. He probably did it when she was sleeping and she also noticed a flower on his purple jacket. She brought her hand up to touch it and stopped midway when he spoke to her.
"I wouldn't touch that Ms. Puppet.." He warned and didn't even bother to glance at her. She looked up, eyes wide and found enough strength to speak.
"Wh...why not?" She stuttered and found herself to be incredibly weak right now. She ran over the possible reasons in her head. No food, no clothing, bad cut in arm, running around a lot, and being beat up and thrown. Those were her reasons and at the thought of food, her stomach growled. He laughed and touched the flower somewhere and Freya watched as puffs came out and he snickered. The puffs covered Freya's face and she coughed and sneezed, groaning as she saw his laughing face. She slowly closed her eyes, feeling her body go weak as she fell against him, letting the black nothingness of darkness wash over her and curl up, taking over her courses of action and thoughts.

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When Freya slowly sat up, she realized one thing. She was all alone in the car. She quickly sat up and crawled from the back to the front of the seats. They obviously thought that she would sleep longer and she grunted, pushing open the door. She stepped out into the cool night, breathing in the clean air. She took in the surroundings. Around her were several backs of buildings and a dump trash can. She glanced around some more. Several routes showed her alley's that would possibly lead to the front of the buildings. She knew she didn't have much time as she quickly ran to the back of what looked like a dentist building. She tugged on the door but it wouldn't budge. Looking to the right, she ran over to the alley there and followed it, running fast. She was blinded by the street lights and took a step back, throwing her arms up to sheild the light from her features. Her blue eyes seemed more lit up in the light and she grabbed at her shirt, slowly lowering her eyes. She gasped and glanced back down the alley, turning around. She had left her doll in the car and she quickly ran back, going back into the car. She crawled to the back with much difficulty and grabbed it. She smiled and kissed the dolls head, then slowly backed out of the car. She stood up and turned around only to slam into a man's chest. The person grabbed her shoulders with a surprised gasp. Frey'as eyes widened and she screamed, falling back into the car.
"Nooooo!!" She closed her eyes tightly and threw up her bare feet to hit her predator. The male grabbed her legs and bent over, grasping her mouth and shutting it. Her eyes flung open to stare into the kind and soft brown eyes of Derek. He smiled softly.
"Oh Freya...you're okay.." Freya stared at him in silence, her eye's bulging like saucers. She started crying and she jumped at him, wrapping her arms around her neck.
"Oh Derek!!" She stopped and pulled away, pushing him away from her and getting out of the car, tightly gripping the Joker doll. "We have to get out of here!! Before they come back!" Derek looked at her, confused.
"Who come's back?" She grabbed his arm, not daring to answer his questions right now and she pulled him. He started running, picking her up in his arms. She gasped and grabbed at his shirt with her free hand, her other hand tightly wrapped around the doll. She wouldn't leave it twice.
"Derek, what are you--?"
"You can't run barefoot!" He interupted her, his eyes set ahead as he ran through the same alley she had walked through earlier. "There's plenty of glass here." He finally stopped when they got to his small blue car. She jumped in the passengers seat and huddled up against it. clutching the doll to her chest and bringing up her legs to wrap her arms around them. He quickly jumped into the drivers seat and blew pieces of brown hair from his face. He started the car and quickly drove off down the road which only had a few cars at this hour of night. He drove in silence, glancing at Freya every now and then.
"...What happened Freya?" He spoke quietly, his eyes sad. Freya glanced at him and turned on the radio, not speaking at all. He sighed softly and continued driving. He spoke above the radio. "I heard about your parents...I'm so sorry Freya.." She quickly turned the music up louder, letting the screamo music blast through the car. Derek cringed and flicked a switch, turning off the radio completely. "Goddamnit Freya, you have to tell me! Where the fuck have you been?!" He glared, staring over the dash board as he turned right. A horn behind him honked loudly and he growled. "Jesus, what's with this guy?.." He sighed softly and Freya glanced back at the car. Derek glanced at it in his rear view mirror and both of their eyes widened as they completely recognized the car. The Joker was in the front seat, driving this time. His eyes were hateful and he was frowning with a glare. Harley was in the seat next to him, cringing as she saw his expression. Derek quickly sped up the car, speeding through the streets. Freya gasped and grabbed her seatbelt, snapping it in place.
"FREYA TELL ME WHATS GOING ON!!!" Derek screamed at her, turning left to try and loose The Joker's car. His attepts did nothing as the Joker sped up, right behind them. Freya cringed.
"He...He killed mum and dad. He's not my hero Derek...please, j-just keep driving." She was shaking violently. "He'll run us over...." Derek kept his eyes on the road in front of him, swerving several times, getting on the highway where he sped up to the max. Freya screamed and covered her eyes.
"Keep talking!" Derek glared through the windsheild and Freya gasped, stuttering.
"H-He hurt me, a-alot. I..I got a few hits in, b-b-but he won't leave me alone! I-I dont know what to do Derek!" She was crying hard at this point and she gripped the Joker doll as tightly as she could. She didn't want to see the blurring images on the highway, the lights, and the few other cars. Not to mention the flashing lights that were heading their way. The Joker slammed on the pedal, the front of his car smashing into Derek's back. He gasped and glanced in the mirror.
"Shit!" He cursed as he saw the Joker's car, and not far behind, the police.
^*^Joker^*^
The Joker snarled and smiled evily.
"Harley! shoot out their tires.." He laughed as Harley pulled out a gun. The goons louded their guns and they opened the side windows. One goon on one side, another goon on the other. The third good pointed his gun out the back windsheild, breaking down the window easily. Gun shots and firing exploded through the air as they shot at the trailing cop cars. Fire exploded as the goon in the back grinned.
"All right! Right under the hood." He snickered and Harley pointed the gun at Derek's car, blowing out Freya's rear view mirror.
"Whoopsies..." Halrey smiled, the black lipstick curling up her face. Her jester hat billowed in the strong wind and she pointed the gun, aiming and blew out Derek's back right tire. The goons continued firing as the cop cars all started to blow up or just stop. They laughed and the two on the side pulled back into the car. No one could see their grins through their masks, but they were and they sat down, high-fiving eachother.
^*^ Derek and Freya^*^
"Oh fuck!" Derek placed his hand tightly on the wheel, feeling the tire pop and loose balance. Freya's eyes opened wide and she could see the illumination of the fire from the cop cars on the road. She glanced at Derek, her eyes wide as they swerved off of the high way.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit!" Freya chanted as the car flew past the railings and through the air. They both screamed loudly, seeing that it was only a small bridge. They both knew that the ground was still far enough away from the car to do damage and they screamed, Derek's hands tightly grasped around the steering wheel as they plumeted down.