Cruel Madness

Part 14

~Joker~
I stepped into the main room and saw Harley pointing a gun at me.

Can I say I told you so now?

No, you can't. Harley was standing there, stiff and obviously crying. The gun in her hand was shaking.

She looks like she wants to shoot. You better talk to her.

"Harley, what are you doing?" I held up my hands. "This isn't like you."

"Your not the same. Your different. Your not my Mistah J."

Oh, you're dead. "I am your Mistah J. It's just hard for me right now." You better kneel down and beg for your life.

Harley sniffed and wiped tears away quickly. "I don't believe you."

Your doomed. Will you just be quiet?! "Harley, I can show you I am your Mistah J." Oh, my God! Don't do that! Your insane!

~Harley Quinn~
"How?" I sniffed again.

"You have to put down the gun first." I shook my head quickly. "Okay, don't, but I'm going to move towards you."

I started shaking in fear as Joker walked towards me. He grabbed the gun and pulled it out of my grip. Throwing it across the room, I was now powerless. Joker touched my face and leaned down. I shrunk back in fear. He grabbed my hair and pulled me forward. Before I could run, Joker kissed me. My fear melted into terror. Joker let go of my hair and slid his hand down my back. Placing his hand on the small of my back, he pressed me to him.

~Joker~
I released Harley and looked down at her. "Do you believe me now?"

She nodded. "Yes."

You idiot! You could have been shot!

I turned away from Harley and walked to my room.

Do you know the danger in that?! I mean, that was a step towards change, but you could have died. Don't do that again.

Maybe I will do it again.