Suicide Squad: His Queens

Chapter 59

A few minutes later we were standing in my bedroom doorway. Both of us stood there staring at the princess themed room that once belonged to me. It had looked the same as it had when I was ten and never changed. Everything from the pink wall to the clouds painted on the ceiling. The white furniture shaped like castles and the king size canopy bed. My bed was topped with a lifetime supply of stuffed animals. I grew up in this room but looking at it now I couldn't believe it ever belonged to me. I couldn't believe it never changed. How did I sleep in this room when I was in my twenties?

"This is your room?" He asked.

"It used to be." I answered him as I stepped into the room that once belonged to me.

"When you were five?" He asked as he plopped himself on my bed.

He reached over and grabbed a stuffed animal, a little unicorn. He pulled it to his chest and hugged it as if it was his own.

"If you like it that much you can have it." I told him.

"I'll treasure it until I die." She said as he sat up and shoved it into his jacket.

"You really should get going." I told him he had about five minutes to get out of here.

"Are you coming too?" He asked me.

"No, I'm going to sit here and wait for my dad." I told him.

"Didn't he throw you in the loonie bin last time you talked?" He asked me.

"Yes, and I'm hoping he does the same thing again." I answered him.

"You want to go back to jail?" He asked.

"I want to go wherever they took Harlz." I answered him. "I have looked everywhere for her. It's like she vanished into thin air. But people don't just vanish, she needs to be somewhere. Wherever they took her they will take me."

"But then you will be in jail." He reminded me.

"Only until I find her and break the two of us out." I replied.

"That Is my que to leave. I am not going back to jail any time soon." He said as he hurried out of my room with the stuffed unicorn still in his jacket.

I sat on my bed with my legs crossed underneath me waiting, waiting for him. I sat there quietly as my father walked into the room. He looked surprised to see me sitting there. He froze in place for a few seconds in silence before speaking.

"It's good to see you." He said from the doorway.

"Is it?" I asked him.

"Of course it is. I have been waiting for you to come home." He replied.

"How could you want me to come home after everything I have done?" I asked him.

"You are my daughter. This is where you belong. I could have never sent you away." He told me.

"But you did, and you're going to do it again." I told him.

"After all you did I don't have a choice." He said.

"You have choices, you always do, but I am here to surrender." I informed him.

"Why? Why now?" He asked.

"Because Harlz is gone, and it's no fun without Harlz." I answered him truthfully.

"You realize you will be locked away forever." He told me.

"It sounds like you want me to run." I told him.

"I want you to get better." He told me.

"There is no getting better. I am finally free and I'm not going to change. Nothing is going to stop me from doing whatever the hell I want. That's why I'm surrendering. I won't fight, call your friends and tell them to come get me." I told him.

He looked out of the room and down the hallway clearly there was someone out there.

"You already called them, didn't you?" I asked him, realizing he did not come here alone.

It made me angry even though this was exactly what I wanted to happen. The fact that he would so quickly call them to lock me up hurt.

"I had no choice." He told me.

"Let's get this over with." I replied.