My Not-So Sane Romance

Chapter 5

Harley's POV

I don't know if I should tell him. He seems nice, but it hurts a little to talk about it, but maybe he could make me feel better. To hell with it, I've got nothing to lose.

"Mister J," I whispered, "I loved him. We started dating and he would hit me sometimes. You know, whenever I would screw up. Today, he hit me again and threw me out."

I could barely finish my sentence because I started sobbing uncontrollably. Deadpool then took me into his arms. If I weren't so sad, I would've punched him in the jaw out of habit, but it wouldn't matter. It was a little comforting. Joker has never held me like this and meant it. Wow.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, Harl. I'll tell ya what, we can leave right now and kill the bastard." Deadpool said to reassure me.

"No! No matter what, I do not want him dead. He was my first Puddin, I can't do that to him. Besides, that won't fix anything," I said.

"Fine. So what do ya wanna do? Sit on the couch, or my face, and watch tv?"

"Nah, we should go-- wait, what?"

"Nothing" he said, trying to cover it up.

"Anyway, we should go have some fun. Ooh, let's go start some trouble, and maybe we could fight Batman!" I squealed.

"Wait. Is that a super hero? AWESOME. Ok, we should go out for dinner!" Deadpool explained.

"We can go to the fanciest place in town! I'm so excited!"

I gave him a kiss on the cheek. I couldn't see through his mask, but I could tell he was blushing.

I actually am excited because I need to go on a heist every once in a while. And doing it with someone who actually likes me makes me all tingly inside! I've never been this happy with Mista-- the Joker...