Becoming Harlivy

Chapter 5

I sat thinking about the last session we had...

Flashback

"Your really going to just stay silent? It's going to be a month now Pamela"

I rolled my eyes, "Again that is NOT my name. Anyhow, how would I know it's been a month? Behind these walls, its just an eternity without my babies for me"

She huffed and suddenly said, "Hello my name is Harley Quinn, whats yours?"

I arched a brow, "What?"

"I just introduced myself, now you introduce yourself"

I actually laughed out loud which startled the blonde.

"You know my preferred name, this approach isn't going to work on me. Also wasn't your last name Quinzel last time I checked?"

Unexpectedly the startled blonde began to smile, "Yeah my full names Harleen Quinzel but Harley Quinn sounds a lot betta. This is the first time I ever met you but gee you sure are one beautiful woman! I neva seen red hair like yours before!"

I was bewildered, this woman was supposed to be a doctor and here she is acting crazy. I was even more confused when I felt my cheeks heat up.

I sighed, "My name is Poison Ivy, protector of mother earth and its children."

The blonde giggled, and I was taken aback by how adorable it sounded.

"Well, nice to meet ya Poison Oaky"

I shot her an angry glare, "Ivy, Poison Ivy."

She looked at me with a sheepish grin, "Ya know I think I'd rather call ya Red, ya get it? Cause of your hair."

I crossed my arms and turned my back towards her.

"Oh no, I messed up didn't I? Why don't ya give me a nickname? So that it just doesn't go one way ya know? Come on Red, we just met and I really want us to be friends, I feel like your supposed to be my best friend. If ya want I'll just call you Ivy, please don't be mad at me."

I shook my head, 'What is going on?'

That's when I heard sniffling.

I slowly turned around and saw the blonde doctor crying.

I don't know why but I felt an instant regret for turning my back towards her. I even felt a sensation in my heart, as if it were bleeding.

"Hey don't cry, I'm sorry okay? We can be friends, okay Daffodil?"

I walked towards the glass and extended my hand through the little hole, and did something I never even thought of doing towards a person, I wiped her tears away and held her face gently.

The blonde stopped sniffling and smiled, "I knew ya had feelings Red. Ya ain't all plant after all."

I brought my hand back and stared at her bewildered. "What?"

Her smile turned into an outright grin, "You Poison Ivy, just showed emotion towards a sack of meat; me. How do you feel ?" changing her tone of voice completely.

I gave her the most murderous glare, "Angry"

"What else?"

I could feel myself shaking, "HOW SHOULD I KNOW?! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO SOMEONE WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

The blonde immediately looked at the ground, "Lots of things are wrong with me Red."

When she looked up I saw a glimmer, a familiar one I've seen in someone else's eyes....

"I just don't have nobody to talk to ain't that pathetic? The only people I actually converse with are you and Mistah J."

I cringed at the pet name.

"Mistah J mostly since ya neva talk to me. He's been helpin me more than I help him ya know? But I know me and you Red, we're gonna be best friends. I just needed to open ya up. I hope you ain't angry with me, really I just wanted you to finally talk to me"

I saw new tears begin to form.

"I'm not angry" I blurted out.

She sniffled, "You just said ya were."

I shook my head, "Maybe I am just angry at myself. But Harley..."

The girl looks into my eyes, god I never realized how blue her eyes are, they make me feel so...vulnerable. I put my hand through the hole and held her hand.

"Don't ever do that okay? From now on you and I are friends okay?"

"Best friends?"

I gave her a small smile, "Yes, best friends."

END OF FLASHBACK

I was waiting for her, remembering that she told me she would have a surprise for me.

I felt warmness in my chest.

Why? Just because she said she had a surprise for me?

No one has ever done that for me before.

I wonder what it is.

I felt myself smile on wondering what it could be Harleen had in store for me. Does she really think I'm beautiful?

I felt my cheeks blush at the memory...

I began to think about her little button nose, the loose strand of blonde hair that she always blows out of her face, her gorgeous blue eyes, the adorable giggle, her vibrant smile. I felt an overwhelming pounding in my chest and a fluttering in my belly.

What is going on with me?

Ever since the first time I saw her she reminded me of a daffodil. Bright. Happy. Beautiful. Adorable.

Then I felt a bubble of anger...that clown better not hurt her, or even touch her for that matter