My Best Friend Harley Quinn

Four

"Peachy." I look around the pent house.

"That's a good way to describe it." Bruce speaks.

"Better than that goddamn prison." I walk to the large glass windows that over look Gotham. I get chills looking down. "Bruce, how long have you had this?" 

"It's mine actually." Waller states as she walks to the kitchen. There is a little marble island with drinks on it. My mouth opens wide.

"Then where am I staying?" 

"Here." She states.

I look to Bruce, who gives a small smile. I look back to Amanda. I suddenly feel important, and yet weirded out. I will be staying in my ex-boss' house. 

"Oh." I nod slowly. I walk over and grab the whiskey and pour it into a glass. I drink it quickly and look to Waller. She stares at me. "What?"

"You just went through extensive surgery."

"I've been through worse and drank worse after." I shrug. Amanda grabs the glass from me and I stare at her. "Rude."

She says nothing and begins to put away the alcohol.

"I'll be watching." Bruce says before leaving. I turn to plead with him to not leave me here but he is gone within seconds. I stare at the door and frown. I turn back and look at Amanda. She stares at me in a way that makes me feel very uncomfortable.

"What?"

"Interesting." She hums and walks away from me. "Come with me to your room." 

I follow her down a corridor that is completely empty and boring. It's also very long. We make it to the end and come to a blue tinted door. She presses her hand against the door and it opens. I look inside and my mouth drops.

The room is amazing. A king bed is in the middle of the room with a white fur blanket. The room is cold and there are windows for walls. I can see a huge bathroom to the right and an amazing tub inside. I walk inside and a voice begins to talk.

"Welcome Miss. Hinter." A male voice speaks. I look around for someone.

"Artificial intelligence." Amanda answers.

"I am no artificial butler though." The voice speaks. "My name is Tim."

"Is that an acronym?" I ask.

"No. Just a name I like." Amanda answers. "Tim, keep her company, she'll be here for a while."

I look to Amanda. She looks around and begins grabbing clothes from a drawer that goes into the wall.

"You're not staying here?" I ask.

"No, in another safe house. You'll have to buy new clothes, maybe dye your hair, maybe red will suit you better than green." She replies. I look at her confused.

"Green?!" I exclaim and run into the bathroom. I look into the mirror and to my horror my hair is a greenish color. A green that reminds me of the Joker.

"What the f-" I'm about to say but Amanda walks in.

"Joker obviously found that funny." Amanda looks slightly amused.

"I'm so done with this asshole. This is such a prank, no one messes with my goddamn hair." I seethe. Not only did he torture me and keep me close to death, he dyed my hair. My hair used to be a brownish red, now it looks awful. 

"You'll find your paycheck has been put into your account." Amanda answers and leaves the bathroom.

"Paycheck?" I ask. I haven't worked in 6 months.