Joker imagines...

My life

💜🃏imagine joker taking a break down when you told him you was leaving💜🃏

Jokers POV

I held the flowers tight to my chest and a teddy bear in my other hand with a goofy smile on my face just thinking of my girls face when I see her. I opened the house door stepping in looking around.
Joker:daddy's home!
She wasn't here witch was weird because she always waited for me she must be sleep. I tip toe upstairs and notice a strong smell of aftershave that definitely wasn't mine I started to panic thinking that someone took my girl I ran straight to my room busting the door open to see Y/N sat in diggys aka captain boomerang lap kissing he's lips as he's hands snaked her body. She had noticed me standing in the door way speechless as she told diggy to wait in the car as she had to "break" it to me. I was so confused and hurt I didn't know what to do. She looked at the roses in my hand and the teddy in the other as I hand them emotionless to her watching her cry a little.
Joker: I j just wondering I if you wanted to go o out tonight...
Was my voice breaking?!
Y/N:I am so sorry j... b but I don't love you anymore I love diggy and I'm.. leaving...
Joker:what did I do?
Y/N: I was your punching bag j it's no fun being the punchline....
Joker:p please don't leave me baby I love you I can't loose you.
Y/N:I "loved" you j... goodbye jack...
She gave me a kiss on the cheek as she walked away letting watch her leave as she walked down the stairs closing my door behind her. I don't know what happened to me but I honestly love her and I didn't know how to take this in I tried laughing but only droplets of tears fell to the ground till my body fell limp my back against the wall as my parm of my hands meet my face as I let tears fall thinking of how I made her unhappy but yet I thought I made her feel like a queen. I pulled the ring from my pocket to see it shine in the light the ring that was gonna officially make her mine I never did have look with love. Jack lost he's wife I lost Harley and now I lost y/n. The aching pain in my chest was worser than the punches I take from bats or the bullets I take for my living no pain was greater than this. Was I meant to dye alone as a clown would I ever find my fur or did I just lost the only one who wanted to be my due? I lost the one thing I was fighting for... my life...