Harley's P. O. V
As I walked into Jay's study I couldn't help being on guard as I saw how tense he was. This man who made millions every week shouldn't be so tense, and I feel a little flutter in my stomach at my being nervous. He was smoking a cigar, staring at me quite intently. "Puddin' you-" I was stopped mid-sentence with a blow to the stomach. I was knocked off of my feet and ended up on the floor.
"You don't deserve a child with me. You are nothing. I created you." I sat there trying to breathe as I felt the blood trickling out of me, and I began to sob. Jay wavered for a moment, and then knelt beside me. "My God, what have I done... Harley, love I'm so sorry." I curled into the fetus position, no longer having anything to protect.
"It will all be okay. But we don't need a child right now. " I knew Jay was right.
But did that justify him killing our baby? Our baby with the dark green hair, and angelic dimples?
No, my Puddin' is right. I should never question my Puddin'.
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My Puddin'(Completed)
FanfictionThis is the story of Harleen Quinzel, starting from when she began working for Arkham Asylum, where she met her one true love.. Joker. This love could end her career, but when she breaks him out, will he continue being the sweet, kind, lover he was?
