Jerome valeska imagines

Another twisted cinderella story pt3

Tonight was the night that they awarded all the cops that maid it on the news for risking there lives to save someone
This was a big event for everyone the mayor of Gotham would give the sheriff a pin and the sheriff will give it to the cop
So that meant very important people went as well as many cops
No criminal In gotham ever dare to do anything or even show there face around there or else you wouldn't leave alive
But not you
You figured that it would be the best comeback announcement
You plan to kill the mayor in front of everyone and maybe even a few cops
You got your things ready and left
You made sure that you weren't seen you didn't go inside you were planning to shoot the mayor with a gold bullet that had your initials on it
That way when they took it out they'd see who killed him and the rest of the cops
You waited for the perfect moment you had your sniper ready and you were at the rooftop of a building you could see perfectly into the building
But you only had one gold bullet which meant you had to wait for the right moment to get a headshot so you waited

A couple minutes pass when you heard a familiar voice

Jerome: hello (y/n)

You jumped up ready to stab the person

Jerome: ah-....I believe this belongs to you

He handed you the knife

You: my knife...where do you get this

Jerome: you dropped it the night you ran from me...I didn't get to formally introduce myself...my names Jerome

You: I know I saw you on the news...you were looking for me...

Jerome: oh so you remember me?

You: yeah I do

Jerome: what made you remember me...was it the handsome face?....the sexy voice?...I bet it was the sexy voice

You:...and what made you want to look for me?

Jerome:...it was your beautiful voice and your beautiful eyes...I had to say...I didn't expect you to be a criminal...

You: well you thought wrong

You: look I'm trying to do something important here so if you could just leave that would be great

Jerome: what are you gonna do?

You: I'm gonna shoot the mayor and a couple cops while I'm at it

Jerome: ugh I hate the cops there so boring

Jerome: but there is this one cop I love to mess with

You: who?

Jerome: Jim Gordon

You: jim Gordon?..

Jerome: yeah

You: jim Killed my father...now I keep trying to kill him

Jerome: don't kill him...he's fun

You: okay...I got the mayor in sight...3....2..-

Jerome: why do you have to count down?

You: .....because it helps me

Jerome: oh sorry

You: 3..-

Jerome: just shoot it already

You: WOULD YO-....would you please stop and let me do my thing

Jerome: sorry sorry

You began to count in your head hoping Jerome wouldn't bother you this time 3..2..1-

Jerome: why aren't you counting anymore?