Cruel Madness

Part 9

~Joker~
She hit you with a frying pan. Did it hurt? Did it make you realize what you are doing? There is good in you. I am that good.

~Harley Quinn~
I sat curled in a corner watching Mistah J at his wall of plans. His back was turned to me so I couldn't see his face. Was he mad at me for hitting him with the frying pan? Mistah J turned to me.

"Harley." He opened his arms. "Come see. Come to Puddin."

My head jerked up. He had always hated that name. Why was he using it? But I stood up and went to him. He embraced me and held me to him.

"We're going to have a good day tomorrow. I have a lot planned."

I nodded. It was best not to speak. His happiness scared me. The arms that were holding me loosened and let go. I stepped away.

"Go get ready. We leave at dawn." Mistah J turned back to his wall of plans.

I left for my room. What plans did he have? Was he going to kill me? That thought scared me. Mistah J wouldn't kill me. He loved me. I know he does.