My Not-So Sane Romance

Chapter 15

Harley's POV

"Hey, sugar tits. Please tell me this is some kinky 50 shades thing ya like to do, because I think I can handle that," Wade said. He made some joke about a three way when Joker walked in. But I sorta tuned out when I saw him.

God, I miss his filthy humor.

Before I could say anything, Joker takes off Wade's mask and hits him a few rimes with a crowbar that was on the table. He went on and on about how he shouldn't have touched me at all.

So romantic... I've made up my mind. I love him.

Just then, I stop Joker from hitting him once more. I made him focus his attention on me. His facial expression was confused but he smiled when I licked the drops of blood off his face.

"Puddin, I wanna play too!"

I skipped over to the table and picked up a hammer. Before taking my first swing, I leaned over to whisper, "This is what ya get for taking me away from my puddin!"

I pounded his face with the hammer until Mistah J came up behind me and grabbed me by my waist and kissing my neck.

"Mistah J, this is getting boring. Could ya bring me the flamethrower?"

"Oh Harl, ya read my mind!"

When Mistah J left, I watched Wade spit out some blood.

"Oh Dead, I almost feel sorry for ya. Ya know, ya almost made me fall for ya, I'll give ya that. Oh well. I have my Puddin to take care of me now!"

"Harley... So naive. I can't even be mad at you for fucking me over for someone who doesn't even care about you. When I did. I saw you last night. What you did with him. If he cared about you, I wouldn't have."

"What? How did you..."

"It was on the TV while I was here. Ya really fell for that painted rose?"

I couldn't believe this... He wouldn't...

But he did. How the hell could I be so stupid? He used me, again. I'm gonna beat him at his own game.

My daze was interrupted buy the creak of the metal door.

"Honey! Time to have some real fun!"