Hey guys, so this is my first attempt at this!

I hope that you enjoy the first chapter, and please let me know of any opinions that you may have! :)

Chapter 1.

His darkness didn't scare me as much as it should.
Though I knew that it should, the guilt nearly killed me at times, the guilt of wanting to be near him, to hear him say my name or the way he cupped my chin with his fingers when he was trying to explain something important to me.

Yet seeing the horror that he had caused, made me want to turn and run, run and never look back at the mess that I have been part of.
But I couldn't forget that time, that one time sitting outside after the show had been finished.

I was sitting by myself,taking swigs out of a bottle of beer that my boyfriend, well ex boyfriend, had stashed in my bag previously.

We had a huge fight, in the middle of the show, one of our usual bickering arguments that just made me want to end it there and then.
I had wanted it for so long, I knew I had no true feelings for him anymore, but the feeling of comfort with him had some sort of a bond and meaning
for me.

So there I was sitting away from where the circus was set up, looking up at the moon,old tears drying on my face.
Thats when I saw you.

You sat down beside me on the log, rubbing your hands together with a sort of a glee looking up at the sky as I had just been.
But I was looking at you, your bright red hair illuminated by the pale moon and those blue eyes surrounded by your fair eyelashes, I remember them so clearly in my mind.
They were of the palest blue, the kind of eyes that would engulf you in a single stare.

You didn't look at me as you spoke for the first time,

"What a pretty sight,isn't it?"

He mused.
" I myself enjoy the beauty and wonder of the pale night glow"
His chuckled slightly as he cocked his head towards me.

"What bring you out there,hm?" he asked,finally looking at me.

I didnt know what it was, the way his lips turned up into that coquetish grin or his eyes,that always seemed to be looking right through you,laughing at you.
Like he knew this big joke that you weren't in on.

I shrugged lost for words, I didn't know what to say to him, that I broke up with my boyfriend, and chose this spot to drown my sorrows with one single beer while
crying up the moon, it seemed very petty and ridiculous now.

"Not a big talker, are ya?" He asked slightly bumping me with his shoulder.

Before I could form some sort of a reply, he quickly took the beer bottle out of my hand and took a big swig out of it.
I watched, a little suprised as he drank his head thrown back, and the quick way he wiped his mouth after with the sleeve of his red jacket.
''ahh'' he exhaled, ''not bad''
He threw the bottle away from him and I watched it as it bounced and rolled on the grass.
''I have something better " He slightly raised his eyebrows at me in a devilish way as he took a silver flask from his dinner jacket.
"Here, try this,I swiped it from one of the clowns, the old drunken fool won't even know its gone missing"

I accepeted it from him, unscrewed it open, it smelled sweet and powerful.
Fuck it, I thought and took a drink.
It tasted exactly like that.

I tried to mask my distaste on my face as I passed it back to him, he noticed and laughed slightly nudging me again.
"Can't take it,can ya?" he laughed again while taking a drink again himself.

I remember that I had really liked his laugh, it made want to giggle along, and finally break out into laughter myself.
Maybe it had been the alcohol running in my veins, but I didn't care, I laughed it out, as he kept gently patting me on the back saying " there ya go, there ya go, you needed that ,didn't you?''

Once I finally stopped, I dried my tears which had started to stream again, but this time for a different reason.

"Whats your name?" I asked, finally able to speak properly.

"Jerome,Jerome Valeska" he announced as he presented his hand to me,
"Cordelia Bloom"I said as I shook his cool hand, he had a strong handshake.

"Now that's a name to remember, it rolls off your tongue, Cordelia Bloom", he pronounced my name in a long showman type of way as if introducing me to a large crowd of spectators.
"Now that's a preformers name",he grinned as he leaned in closer. He smelled slightly like paint and a little musty like a chest full of old clothes.
But not in a bad way, I kind of liked it,
" So tell me Miss Bloom, are you a preformer"
He asked, his eyes boring straight into mine.

I laughed slightly as I quickly looked away in front of me, it made me oddly uncomfortable to be looked at like that.
"No,definitley not, I'm a journalist" I found myself stumbling over my words quickly, damn he was making me nervous.
"i just moved to Gotham, a few months ago from Colerado, Im actually doing a small piece on the history of the city and how it came to be"

"So what do you make of this glorious city" He gestured with his arms in a mocking type of way as if gathering it all in, " does it feel like home?"
He grinned, teeth gleaming white against his almost red lips.
He took another drink from his stolen flask passing it to me, I followed his example this time handling it a bit better.

I laughed slightly at his words, " No, not exactly, this city is so dark and well...something is just not quite right about it in some way.." I trailed off unable to find the right words to describe what I meant by that.
"Oh?" He asked as he jumped up standing in front of me his hands clasped behind him, ''what do you mean by...not quite right?" he would have looked serious, if there didnt seem to be little smile lingering on his lips.
" I don't know how to explain it" I said, "There is something cold and dark here, like something big is about to happen, like the calm before a storm"
He brought his hands together in a sudden and loud clap,"Yes!" He exclaimed grinning at me widely. " A storm indeed, and such a storm it will be that the citizens of Gotham won't now what hit them! A writer indeed!" He said praisingly to me.
Damn, this boy was either very drunk or on something.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, trying to see where he was going with that.
"Oh nothing",he waved his hand as if what he had just said didn't matter at all and sat down again beside me.
"This town could use a little fun, don't ya think?" He looked at me expectantly , as if waiting for me to agree with him.

"What kind of fun do you mean?" I asked sightly confused.
He laughed soflty as he turned his face closer to mine, " Whatever you want precious" I could smell his breath, it was sickly sweet like the alcohol and I found it slighty intoxicating.

There was something dangerous about this boy, but a little exciting too. Like something that you know is risky but you really want to do it anyway, because you know that you would also really enjoy it.
"Whatever I want?" I repeated, the alcohol slowly clouding my mind.
His softly traced his index finger down the lenght of my cheek.
"What do you want?" He asked, "Hm?" he cupped my chin with his finger and thumb,gazing into my eyes.
I couldn't form a decent sentence "I..I..don't.." his hand had moved to my neck and was soflty trailing his fingers across the skin, leaning in even closer,closing any space between us.
"You can tell me" He whispered this time.
I knew what I wanted, I never wanted anything as badly in my whole life as I wanted this boy to press his lips against mine, to press himself tight against me, to breathe him in and explore his face with my hands.
I could feel pleasant sensations slowly warming me up from the inside, God it felt so good.
Then suddenly whatever the hell was happening between us was rudely interrupted by a woman shouting from a distance " Jerome, Jerome where the hell are you?"
He pulled back suddenly his face completley changed, he looked ready to murder someone.
He quickly jumped up his hands angrily running through his hair "God damn it" He swore looking towards where the travellers trailers were parked,there seemed to be a small party gathering up there, with faint sounds of music and laughter.
I had stood up aswell, hugging myself, I didn't realise how cold it had gotten.
"Is everything okay?" I asked slightly alarmed at the intense anger on his face.
" I have got to go pecious,there is something that needs to be done" He spat out looking towards the crowd of poeple.
He suddenly looked at me, the grin back on his face.
"You will come back tomorrow won't ya? same time,same place?"
He asked,his head cocked to one side, waiting for my answer.
I don't think I could have refused even if I wanted to, but I didn't want to.
"Yeah, I will be here" I smiled slightky, unsure of what to do next.
"Wonderful" He grinned at me as he quickly turned and ran towards the crowd.

Hope it wasn't too terrible...either way, I hoped you enjoyed it enough to read the next Chapter which I will be working on soon :)...