Your P.O.V

I quickly move my hands tied to the chair arms while Jerome is busy setting up a tripod in front of me. At this point I'm hoping that if I move my wrists enough I'll be able to get free and knock him out with something while his back is turned, or at least make a run for it. But then again, even if I got free and made it outside I have no idea where I am. It looks like I'm in a warehouse, but with the amount or warehouses in Gotham I could be anywhere. I look a few moments to look around, trying to see any defining feature of the building. Like a company logo or some specific working area, but there was nothing.

"Are you ready for your close up?" Jerome asked with a giggle, catching me off guard. Damn it he saw me trying to get out. Jerome moves the camera closer to me. Then once he was satisfied turned around and started walking towards me. "You know there is no point in trying to break free. The rope is pretty strong. Besides, even if you some how got free I look care of everything." He explains putting his hands on the shoulders of the chair. Leaning down close enough that our faces are close. But I didn't shy away. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked looking straight into his eyes. "Try to get free and you'll find out." Jerome replies amused with a smirk on his face. "What do you want Jerome?" I asked starting to get annoyed. He glanced around my face before laughing a little, then speaking. "All in good time beautiful. But what I want to do right now is send a message." He explains standing back up and retrieving a remote from his pocket. "Well that one of the things I want to do right now." He adds trying to sound seductive while biting his bottom lip. I just turn my head in complete disgust. Yeah right. In your dreams Jerome.

"So I'm going to turn on the camera and the whole GCPD building will be watching live. Hopefully along with that brother of yours as well. So your going to be a good girl and let me do all the talking, because if you don't ..." He paused to grab a handful of my hair and pull my head back. Forcing me to look up at him as he gets closer to my face. "I'll make sure I take my time with you and sent a video to your brother of me torturing you in many different ways...." He threatens planting a kiss on my forehead. "Ok?" Jerome smiles innocently. "Ok." I agree in slight fear. I know what he is capable of, and that threat was more then enough to worry about my safety. "Good girl." Jerome smiles in satisfaction letting go of my hair. Pushing my head forward as he got up.

"All right lights, camera, action." He joyfully announced walking up to the camera, pointing the remote to the camera and pressing to button. "Hello Jim Gordon and friends! Long time no see!How are you guys doing?! How's Captain Essen doing, oh sorry I forgot!" He laughed manically at the camera while I watch his movements from behind him. Even his posture is unnerving. "Anyways I have something you want." Jerome started stepping out of the way to reveal me in a bound state to the camera. I couldn't help but look at the camera with worry, but I wasn't going to give Jerome the satisfaction of me look scared. But Jerome quickly caught my attention. Causing me to look at him as he walked towards me. As he got closer my breathing picked up. God dawn it! I don't want the camera to pick that up! "The Beautiful Miss Y/n Wayne!" Jerome stopped at my side. I just looked down. I just don't have the courage to stare him down right now. "She even helped me get out of Arkham faster then I ever could by being my hostage." Jerome started to caress the side of my face. I instantly turn my head in frustration and disgust. "Don't worry Jimbo I haven't harmed her ... yet." Jerome grabbed a handful of my hair. Yanking my head back hard making me yelp in the process. "But we all know I will if I don't get what I want." He states in such a serious tone that venom is practically spewing off his tongue. "Until then I won't touch her." He laughs. "Well I won't torture her. What do you think Y/n is that a good deal for Jim or what?" He looks down mockingly at me. I took the chance and spit in his face. I smiled at my actions. I don't care what happens to me now. I know he is probably going to kill me once he is done with me. So I'm taking ever chance I get to fight back and get away. Jerome moved this face away from mine to wipe away my spit on his cheek. He laughs once again. "Oh your a fiery one! I'm going to have a lot of fun with you if Jim doesn't come through." He pauses to pull my hair harder. "So you better pray that he does." He exclaims before pushing my head forward, releasing my hair in the process. Jerome laughs again then approaches the camera. Leaving me in the background while he continues to joke and taunt Jim and the rest of the GCPD. But while I was collecting myself I heard something behind me. It was faint but I could still hear it.

I turn my head to the side to get my ear as close as I can to try and hear it better. What the hell is that sound? It sounds like old squeaking wheels ... No it sounds like ... Squawking. Oh my God those are seagulls! Oh my God I know where we are! I need to tell Jim! But Jerome's threat, I got away with the spitting but definitely not this... Screw it he's just going to kill me anyway. I quickly turn my head to look at the camera. My breathing picks up again out of fear but I need to do this. "Jim Seagulls! I hastily yell interrupting Jerome. Jerome turns to look at me and I've never been so afraid. His face was devoid of any emotion, but only for a moment. Anger soon filled his eyes and his lips formed a thin line. Oh Shit! "We're by the wa-" I was cut off by Jerome rushing towards me. Putting his hand over my mouth, stopping me from giving anymore information. He sigh in frustration looking into my eyes with anger and annoyance. He reached into his pocket, pulling out the camera remote. "Wait for further instructions." Jerome stated coldly before turning the camera off.

Once the camera was off he dropped his hand from my mouth. He walked over to the tripod in complete silence. It was so quiet that I could hear my own breath that felt out of control due to fear. I couldn't hide it anymore. I'm clutching onto whatever courage I have even though I think it's long gone. I just hope that Jim got everything. Once Jerome got to the tripod he put both hands on the arms, leaning against it with his head down. It was silent for a few moments but no matter how hard I tried to calm down I couldn't. "It's over Jerome." I spoke up. "They know where I am and their going to come for me." I continue trying to see if I can shake him, or get in his mind at least. But instead of replying to me he starts to laugh hysterically and insanely. His trade mark laugh sent chills down my spine, but also confused me. Why the hell is he laughing?

The rasp in his voice only makes the laughing more terrifying. The laugh went on for a few minutes but soon came to a slow stop when he started hyperventilating a little. "You really think so Y/n?" He asked turning around to face me, giving me a sinister smile. "I think that went rather well!" He stated stalking towards me. "Went well? Jim knows I'm in one of the warehouses by the water. They will go to all four of them. They'll find me!" I explain confused and hyper. He chuckles. "You really think so Y/n?" He puts both hands on the shoulders of the chair blocking me in. Leaning down to whisper in my ear. What the hell does he mean by that? I'm so scared and baffled I can't bring myself to speak. He smirks while humming in my ear with delight. Then proceeded to stand up and walk behind me. I turned my head to see him walking up to one of the walls. He continued to walk towards a vent, taking off the vent cover and retreating something. As he was walking back towards me he wore an exciting smile. What's he up to? "Tell me sweetheart, is this what you heard?" He asked smugly putting a tape recorder in front of me, pressing play. My heart dropped. The tape recorder was playing seagull noises.

"I put it on a loop and put it in the there to make it sound natural. I guess it worked." He explained. That smug smile getting wider as he looked from me to the tape recorder in his hand. My defeat was quickly replaced with anger and extreme frustration. I've had enough of him and his sick games! I started to struggle and almost thrash in my bounds. Only growing even more frustrated that I couldn't break free and punch him square in the face. Moments later I halted my struggling. My wrists were red and starting to burn. "Why?!" I yell at him giving him a death stare as I try to regulate my breathing. "Because I knew you were going to fight me or step out of line no matter what threat I threw your way." He chuckled as he spoke. "Your a strong headed fighter; that's why it's going to be so satisfying when I break you." He smirked as he stares me down. "So that's your big plan, your going to break me!?" "Well no, that's just the icing on top of the cake. But no, my plan was to break out of Arkham with a hostage, miss lead the police so that a few friends of mine can get information and equipment without the police interfering. Then kill the hostage. But then you showed up. I mean I was just going to take a new guard or nurse, but when I saw you I just couldn't help myself! You and your brother are practically the poster children of Gotham!" He finally elaborated his plan. "So that's it? Your just going to use me as distracting bait then kill me? I ask a little worried. At this point the frustration and anger is gone in exchange for fear and worry in their place once again. "No I have different plans for you." Jerome cooed as he glides his way over to me. He rests his hands on my arms softly. Leaning his head down so that we are face to face once again, but this time is much closer then the last.

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret. When we were talking back at the Asylum, when I said that I think about the night of the black out. The main thing I think about is what I would do to you if I had more time..." he whispered then continued. "That's what keeps me going, and when we were in the broom closet... I got a taste of it. Watching the way you struggled against me, your little yelps and muffled screams, feeling you shake and shudder under my touch." Jerome states in a raspy whisper resting his forehead on mine, only causing me to turn away from him. I was caught off guard when he put his rough hand on my bare thigh sending chills up my spine. I jumped a little trying to shy away from him. Why did I pick out a dress to wear to go to Arkham. I start to feel helpless. He has all the power and is holding all the cards. I don't want to start begging him to stop all though I really want to. I would only be playing into his desires if I did. I'm just so scared and I don't know what to do. He chuckles at my actions. "Or the look on your face when your helpless. All these things is what I live for." He whispers in my ear before putting his lips on my neck. I recoil in disgust earning another soft chuckle from him. Jerome moves his head away slightly to grab my chin with his hand forcing me to look up at him. Without a second thought Jerome roughly planted his lips on mine. I was so shocked but quickly forced my lips shut. Not wanting to part them no matter what. I swear to God if he try's to put his tough in my mouth I'm going to bite it off. A few seconds later he pulls away. Content with that for now. "We do have to get going though. I wouldn't want Jim getting a lead on where we are. But do you want to know what the best part is?... Now that business is dealt with, when we get to the new spot we have all the time in the world to finally have some real fun!" Jerome spoke in a gravity voice. Placing another kiss on me before letting go of my chin. "Wait here. I'm going to get the car." He giggles getting up turning around and heading for the door. Oh no! I need to get out of here! I thought to myself as I desperately start to struggle in the chair. Please find me in time Jim! Please!