Addicted

Memories from Arkham pt 1

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Harley

A couple weeks later, I get a call from Trey, a member of the gang. "QUINN??" he shouts. I flinch, almost dropping the phone cause of the volume. Puddin looks up from across the room, where he's signing paperwork, eyebrow cocked.

"What's the problem?" I ask, putting him on speaker and rolling my eyes. "Coe's down," Trey says frantically. "We were just tearing up the backstreets when a cop comes outta nowhere and shoots him! He's bleedin' bad, Quinn. Send us some help NOW!" I look over, and Mr. J's face is mostly neutral, but he looks a bit pissed. "You can handle this one," he mouths.

"Wait wait wait. Why the fuck  were you guys out? Jay told you to lay low for a few months," I say, looking at Jack. He nods.

"Awww, Quinn, try n understand! The undergrounds were calling!" He whines. I wrinkle my nose in disgust. "The undergrounds are filthy and unsanitary strip clubs with more fentanyl than a fresh stocked dealer. I will never understand your attachment to those places when you can get the same treatment and  less STDs up on the surface level." I look at Puddin and he gives me a thumbs down telling me his verdict. "I'm not sending you any help," I say and he nods, verifying that my answer was the correct one.

"Why you filthy bastard whore, you're not in char-"

Puddin stands up and walks over. "Actually, Trey, she is in charge as my right hand man and partner. What was that you called her? A filthy bastard whore..? Well, that filthy bastard whore is about to be my wife, and even if she weren't, I would suggest you speak a bit more kindly to her. I told you to lay low and you went out. I do not tolerate disobedience. If you go to jail, I might bail you in a week or so. If Coe dies, that's his consequence for disobeying."

Silence.

"That will be all, Trey."

I hang up and kiss him, leaning into him hard. "You're just going to leave him?" I ask once I break away. He nods. "It's always those two getting themselves into trouble. They need to learn a lesson. He also insulted you. That alone would cause problems for anyone."

"I love you," I say. He laughs. "I love you too, baby."

Joker

I wanna go find Trey and beat the shit out of him for insulting her. I want to smash his head, run him over-

You wouldn't kill a member of your own gang just for Her, would you?

Shut up. You don't know me.

I do know you, though. I am you. And I speak for everyone when I ask: what's the big deal here? She's just a girl. You have tons of people who adore your work.

No I don't. You don't understand. She's the only one who protects me from you.

You need protection from yourself now?? Pretty pathetic.

Get out of my head. Before I drill you out.

Oh, I wouldn't go doing that. You may be invincible, but not to yourself.

I said GET OUT!!

Silence.

Blissful, peaceful silence. God, I hate that voice. He knows just where and how to get to me.