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Dream Team



                          
A/N 
                          
This chapter is crazy, I'm sorry if it sucks💕💕💕








                          
Beatrix slowly woke up to the odd feeling of something run down her nose. The liquid soon reached her mouth, then her tastebuds, it was her own blood. It was quite all that was heard was the echo of water drops along with cars passing by. 
                          
She slowly her opened her eyes, she noticed she was in a different location, this place looked abandoned, and it smelled like dust. 
                          
Her head throbbed in pain. Beatrix had been hanging upside down. Hanging from cold metal chains that were tied around her small ankles. The moonlight was the only thing keeping Bea from being surrounded in darkness.
                          
Jerome was in the back seat of a car with Josette, Jeremiah was up front driving. It was quite, Jerome hated the quiet, it drove him more insane than he already was. Everyone was tired they all wanted to go to sleep, almost drained of their energy. It had now started raining, loud roaring thunder echoing throughout Gotham.
                          
Jerome dramatically sighed dropping both his pale hands on his lap. "So what's the plan dream team?"
                          
Jeremiah glanced at him then averted his eyes back on the road.
                          
"I thought you had one." He spoke as the fixed his glasses.
                          
Jerome rolled his eyes. "When did I ever say that?" Hatred seeping out of his voice and practically spilling everywhere. Then his forest green eyes lit up, he put up his index finger.
"I have an idea."
                          
Josette turned to her right looking at Jerome.
"What's your idea?" She asked tiredly.
                          
The ginger in the back seat reached into the pocket of his dark blue jeans and took out a phone. "We can call him, trust me he always answers he's really lonely it almost makes me sad." Jerome let out little giggles at his own joke.
                          
"Where did you get that phone?" Josette asked knowing that it couldn't be his.
                          
Jerome though for a second tapping his finger on his cheek. "I think her name was Olive? I don't know something like that." He said nonchalantly doing it on purpose to see how Josette would react. She reacted just as he thought.
                          
Who the fuck is olive?! She asked in her mind practically almost screaming it out loud. The brunette cleared her throat tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "Um w-who's Olive?" She asked more calmly.
                          
Jerome smirked, his eyes noticing her fidget with her necklace, something she did when she was nervous. "Oh this girl I killed a couple days
ago, she was annoying, she wouldn't shut up." The red head said dramatically.
                          
Jerome looked at Josette scooting closer to her putting a arm around her. Josette was surprised. Normally Jerome wouldn't be this bold with Josette but since his brother was here he wanted to show him that Josette was his. "Don't worry doll face, I would never replace you." 
                          
Josette felt herself blush, Jeremiah let out a laugh that he tried to keep in. "That's bull shit." 
                          
Jerome looked at him glaring daggers. Jeremiah keeped his eyes on the road but still felt Jerome's death stare 
                          
"He'll just use you than throw you away." Jeremiah added. Jerome chuckled. "You mean like what you did?" Josettes eyes widened at Jerome's response.
                          
"I'm sorry, but unlike you I would give her everything she wanted,
I would appreciate every second that I had with her, I wouldn't leave her for her desperate best friend, and then come back like nothing ever happened. News flash dear old brother that isn't how you treat your girlfriend or someone you love."