*ON HOLD*The Smile and the Girl ( A Joker love story )

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                   I walked out of the asylum, my head held high as I walked to my Expedition. Hardly any cars were left because only a few people worked night in Arkham.

I opened the door, sitting down in the leather seat. I pushed the key in the ignition, turning the car on. I backed out, pulling up to the gates.

The rusted gates opened with a creek, as I drove through. Going back down the streets of Gotham. I pulled my car to the side, walking out to a run downed apartment complex.

                      I lived here and hoped with the salary I make now, I can move. The apartment was barely functional, I mean rats have become my friends.

                      I pushed the copper key into the lock. I turned the key to the right, opening up the door. I walked into a picture of Harleen and Me. Back when Our mom and dad would rake the leaves into a pile just for us to play in.

                       It's sad to see her in a cell now. I dropped my bag and shoes by the door. I took my hair from the bun, letting it flow freely. I walked into my bedroom, picking out some gray sweatpants and a crop top. I grabbed some sneakers and walked out of my apartment.

                          I ran down the street, turned left, and reached the park. I walked down to the swings. I sat down rocking back and forth. I remembered Harleen wanting to change her last name so much, that I drove her down to the DMV.

I remember getting hit by a car when I was five and Harleen was seven, coming home from the grocery store with our parents.

The day our parents died.