I Choose Her

I miss 'em

                      🃏Joker's Point of view🃏

I was watching TV when I hear the front door bust open. I look ta see who would open the door at this time just to see Harley! Damn. She is back already? How?

"Harley, baby! I was uh, just about ta look for ya! Thank goodness you're okay." She just startes at me... I don't think she believes me.

"Oh really. Is been foreva! I was waitin' fer ya ta come an get me!" She shouts at me as I stand up.

"No need ta yell... I was just waitin' tha Bat has been on my tail all this time! I couldn't put you in danger too, you know?" I say, knowing the lie as a say it. 

"Awww, really, puddin'? Ya care fer me so much, ya didn't want me ta get hurt!" She says coming over to squeeze me.

"Yeah, yeah. Space." I say, pushin' her off.

"Sorry, Mistah J., I know yer not much of a hugga," she replied. 

"Right. So, since your back, feel like goin' some place?" When I say this she smirks. It sickens me. But of course I play along, it is the best thing I can do for leaving her in Arkham.

"Of course, puddin'! Where are we goin', hm?" She smiles, clapping twice out of excitment.

"Club, I gotta meet up witha... friend of mine." I smile.

"A club? Oh, okay." I am pretty sure I hear attitude behind her voice, making my smile fade.

"Are you being ungreatful? I didn't ask for your retort, now did I?" I say, now in her face staring deeply into her eyes, maintaing eye contact and barley blinking. 

♦️Harley Quinn's Point Of View♦️

As tha Joker gets in my face I can't help but recoil. He gets closer an closer until my back hits against a wall an his body is on mine. His hand grasps my neck. He makes me shutter with fear, not realising he was talkin' ta me. All of a sudden I feel a stingin' sesation on my face. He smacked me.

"Answer my fucking question! When I am talking to ya look at me eyes! Or do you want something else?" He responds witta sickening smile. I freeze. This takes me back ta Gotham City University. I desist tha tears that threaten ta make me look weak. I breathe in an out once more before pushin' Joker back an runnin' ta the storage room. And crouch behind some boxes. That wasn't a very good idea, but in my defense I just hadda run somewhere. He's comin' an sorta sings my name repeatedly, causin' me ta now become filled with fear. He walks out shortly after, not finding me.

"Did he leave?" I whisper to myself. I sit in here for a few minutes before standing up. When I do a box in front of me falls and an loud bang echos through the halls. Shit, shit shit... I hear his heavy footstep travel down the hallway as they get closer. Once he walks in I hear metal scraping across the floor.

"Harley-girl. I know you're in here. Come out, don't make this harder than it should be." I stay hidden, barley breathing an very still. "Pooh. Come out now or your punishment will be worse. You have til the count of three. One." He begins an tears rush down my face as I shake an cover my mouth. "Two." The chilling numbers comin' from his lips sends a shiver down my spine. "Three! Harley fucking Quinn! Come out now you bitch!" He screams knocking down everything in his path. I try to hide deeper inta a corner but I drop some of tha boxes in fronta me. He find tha openin' I slipped through an grabs me pullin' me outta my hideaway. 

"Puddin', I'm sorry! You know I didn't mean ta. I would never ever!  I swear. Please... Please!" I beg as he raises the crowbar in his hands before bringing it down ta my body. I scream in pain an curl up tryin' ta protect my core, head, legs, an neck all at tha same time. The crowbar hits my side. I can't do anythin' but scream. He his me there again an again before going higher hittin' my arms an hand that are protectin' my head an neck. Then he begins ta kick me. Kick me over an over again. These few minutes felt like hours. As I lie there, helplessly, gettin' beat by tha person I can't live without, I find myself struggling to breath. Everytime I inhale I feel a sharp pain. My eyes water an feel like weights as I stuggle ta keep em open. I don't know what happened, I look at tha floor an see a red liquid oozing outta me. Blood. My blood. I soon start ta feel lightheaded. I don't even realize but tha Joker was gone. All tha pain he inflicted on me doesn't compare ta tha feelin' of love I have fer him just fer him ta beat on me. That is what hurts. Him wanting an findin' every excuse ta hit me. It shatters me even. I sign an stop my tears before tryin' ta stand up just ta have no success. I start ta slowly sit up. I feel pain with every twist an turn I make. My eyes water, my body is full of pain and my heart is broken but so are a few of my bones. I try ta get ta my feet but have no luck. At this point I give up an I crawl but that hurts too much so I don't move. I lay, and I cry. I cry until it hurts. I can barley breathe. My eyes turn red and my nose begins to run.

"Shut the fuck up! Don't make me come in there again!" I hear tha Joker shout from afar. I cover my mouth and try ta stop my tears but I can't stop. I wish I never fuckin' came back! I wish I was still at Arkham with people who really care about me. I miss 'em. So fuckin' much. I miss my human calendar, my daily puzzles Riddler made me solve an' I really miss that plant freak. That red head is like Ice cream, I swear. She likes ta act all cold but she is real sweet. I love her. Although I kinda forgot her name. I reminisce tha memories I have with her. I can't get her outta my head. She's so... mesmerizin'...