Ivy tried to work in her greenhouse for the last couple of hours. But her mind can't seem to stay focused on plants at the moment. Indeed, she can't stop thinking about the fight she had with Harley earlier.
She didn't manage to fall back asleep. Now it's been 15 hours her best friend left and she's getting more and more worried.
But suddenly, she hears low, spaced knock on the door.
She runs outside the greenhouse and to the front door and open it.
She stares for a second at the person who is standing before her, lifting a hand to her mouth at the shocking view.
Harley is there, clothes covered by blood; her face has bruises everywhere. She got a serious black eye and a lip cut. She's holding her ribs in pain.
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"Hey Ivy..." I mumble with a husky voice.
"Oh my God Harl'! What the fuck happened?"
I don't find the energy to answer her right now. She steps back to let me in. I enter her place and immediately lead to the couch.
I can't stop crying. I'm really upset.
Ivy runs to the bathroom to get her first aid kit.
I know she understood Joker is the one who beat me up.
She kneels in front of me and touch my shoulder.
I look at her, cheeks wet with tears.
She squeezes my hand.
"It's okay. I'm gonna fix you."
She delicately wipes the blood off my face and heal the cuts.
I take off my dirty bloody shirt.
She then go to work on my ribs, gently moving them to realign them.
"Ah... that really hurts..."
"Sorry."
She disappear again in the bathroom for a minute. I hear her fumbling around before she finally comes back with a flask containing a thick, black liquid.
She pulls the cork out of the small bottle and a strong smell of alcohol invade the room.
"You have to drink it. It will heal your inside injuries."
I nod as I take a sniff of the dark fluid. I drink it with a wince of disgust.
"Ah! That tastes horrible..."
"That gonna fix your broken bones. But it might hurt a bit inside for a few hours."
I nod, though I'm a bit concerned.
Ivy removes the blood on my chest and puts a band aid around my broken ribs.
She looks at me, then stroke my hair softly.
"I'm so sorry Ivy..."
"It's okay." She says softly. "We don't have to talk about it right now."
"Are you sure?" I ask before crying again.
She sits beside me and hold me tight.
She kisses the top of my head.
"I got you. Please don't cry."
I hug her back but I can't stop sobbing quietly.
"I'm gonna fucking kill him this time…" She says angrily.
I raise my head to look at her, tears in my eyes.
"Please, don't do anything… I… I don't want to lose you..."
I look in her green wet eyes. She's so beautiful.
"You won't... trust me."
I can't prevent myself to tilt my head to kiss her.
But after a few seconds, she pulls out.
"Don't..."
I look at her in confusion.
"I can't... I can't do this right now..." She says, passing a hand on her forehead.
"You... You don't want me anymore?" I reply sadly.
I'm so scared she's gonna say she doesn't want to be with me anymore. So scared that she would never talk to me or touch me the same way than before. I'm so afraid that I've been too far this time...
She sighs.
"Of course I do! But Harley..."
I take her hand in mine, tears falling down my red cheeks.
"I was so fucking worried about you." She says with a broken voice.
"I'm sorry..." >
"I mean…" She continues. "You left to go see him. Why did you do that?"
"I wanted something from him..." I answer, avoiding to look directly at her.
She freezes, taking her hand away from mine. She puts her elbows on her laps and her head in her hands.
"Oh my God..." She says in a sigh.
"What?" I ask, confused. She finally dares to look at me. She's sending me a cold look.
"Did you... sleep with him?"
I open wide eyes.
"No! Fuck no! Why would you think that?" I explode.
"Well I thought..."
"You thought what?" I cut her off. "That I just left to go fuck my ex boyfriend? I would never do that to you Ivy!"
After a few seconds of intense silence I add:
"I love you…"
She smiles, obviously a little bit relieved.
"Why did you go see him then?"
I purse my lips nervously.
"Because I needed his help."
"For what?"
"Well,..." I start to explain. "It's kind of a potion to suppress memories... Joker developed it with Crane. If you only take a little bit of it, it only erase your most traumatic memories. But I got fooled and they beat me up instead of giving it to me."
"You... You wanted to erase your memories? Of what?"
A tear falls down my cheek.
"Of whatever related to him... What he did to me and… what I've done for him…"
My voice breaks.
I feel a fresh tear fall down my cheek.
"Oh jesus Harley..." Ivy says.
I nod.
"I know it sounds stupid but... it's so fucking hard thinking about him all the time... I can't... stand it anymore..."
Ivy stroke my cheek lovingly. I close my eyes and lean into her touch.
"Can you blame me?"
She sighs, giving me a faint smile.
"No, of course not... Come here."
I cry in her arms again. I feel awful.
After a minute holding me gently, Ivy decides to break the silence.
"Harley, listen. You can't just get rid of a bad thing that happened to you. You have to deal with it. "
I nod against her chest.
"But how?" I ask, sounding like a sad little girl.
"Well, I'm here. I'm gonna help you. But you can't shut me out anytime you want and put yourself in dangerous situations. You have to talk to me."
I sigh and raise my head to look at her. I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand, taking a deep breath in.
"Okay..." I sniffle.
She hugs me tightly again, my head buried in her hair, I smell of her sweet natural scent.
"I'm never gonna let you down, you know." She says quielty.
I smile against her neck.
"I know..."
I kiss her on the side of her neck.
"I love you."
She squeezes me closer to her and rests her head against my shoulder.
"I love you too."
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Arkham Buddies
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