Love Shouldn't Cause Pain?

The never ending cycle

Yet another scream echoed through the warehouse and the surrounding empty lot. How could she survive through all this pain, being one of the thoughts small but important enough to run around some of the goons' simple little minds. Harley didn't deserve this kind of treatment from the their first in command, The Clown Prince of Crime, The Joker. His cruelty towards his most loyal subject was unbearable to witness, all bystanders distancing themselves to a hearing only distance. Even just listening to the guttural screams rip from the women's petite body, the noise far to large for her for her lungs, hurt everyone in the sprawling radius that heard. Why? It was the only thing that people could think of when they heard her scream, why stay with him? Why put up with this treatment at all? Why not run at the very least get some distance? Why not fight back? Sure she's only small but she's survived this long, and he's not very well built either in all honesty.  

How does he get away with this and how does he think this is okay?

♦ Harley's P.o.V ♦

The last hit was still burning against my face as my Puddin's laughter filled the still unmoving air, which was followed with a swift kick to my gut. All the air rushing out of my lungs, with nothing left to stop it. I tried so hard not pass out, breathing deeply in an attempt to stay conscious, if I dared to close my eyes I might not wake up this time. No he wouldn't let that happen, he loves me. This is the only way he could show it, he's trying to show me but I just cant seem to get it. This is my fault, I never learn. This wouldn't happen if I just let him work, stopped distracting him, constantly begging for his attention. I gathered up all the air my lungs could make space for and tried to tell him I have learnt.

"Puddin..." Another breath, pushing its way through my body. "I'm sorry. I-I won't do it again.... Please... Please Puddin, stop. Please I've learnt my lesson." My body wouldn't agree to move, but my eyes could just about flick up to meet his, blood leaving my system at a higher rate than before.

The picture in my vision of him peering down on me, crumpled beneath him. How could he look at me? Surely covered in my own blood, purple bruises all over my body, maybe some of them hidden by what was left of my jester costume... but he could see then, he had to be able to, so how did is smile extend? Red jagged lines now reaching his eyes, maybe he was done, possibly finally understanding that he could stop his teaching and we could go back to normal. His knees clicked as he crouched down beside me, his suit darkening in clusters as my blood seeped into the mesh and spread.

"Harley girl... You never learn." His cold hand gripping my chin and helping me to move it in the direction he wanted. "I just can't think of a way to get it stuck into your stupid blonde head...." He looked up and to the left, wiggling his bloodied fingers as he thought of a more permeant  solution. "WAIT!" I attempted to move my lips into a smile without wincing, looking to the sparkle in his eye it masked what he was thinking but it didn't look good, but it could be the answer we were looking for.

This could be the time that I understood him, really understood him and what he wanted. No what he needed! What we needed, to finally make this work, to finally be the happy couple I know we could be if I could just fix myself.

🌱 Ivy's P.o.V 🌱

I switched off the TV after checking the news... Nothing new on Harl's whereabouts. Still with that creep. I sighed heavily, at least she's not been found dead in a ditch. I've been worried sick about her ever since she left the last time. If she comes back. No, when she comes back I won't let her leave again. Maybe if I told her how I felt about her, maybe she would want to stay. Suddenly my babies started to grow and blossom, they love Harley just as much as me of course I mean they do feel how I feel... We are connected. I turned towards the stairs and towards my bed, not like I will be able to sleep with Harley gone but there's nothing else to do. As I got up to the third step I heard a knock and a whimper.

Without a second thought I bolted to the door. The only person who knows I'm here is Harley... please be Harley.

I didn't even check the camera I just threw the door open.

"HARLEY!"

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