Ouinns Joker ; Twisted Love

Chapter Nine

Harley's POV
As we sped down the dark streets of Gotham I rolled down the windows and stuck my head out. I looked at the crowded, dark streets that were only slightly lit by the street lights on every turn. As the wind flowed through my curled, platinum blonde hair I realized all eyes were on me and my puddin. I smiled, waved, then started laughing as I stuck my head back into the bright purple beauty.

In just minutes we pulled up in front of a brilliantly colored club. There was a line at least a mile long outside of it and gaurds on every side of the building. I smiled at the sight of the beautiful lit up club and jumped out if the car. Within a few seconds I felt J's hands around my waist and we walked. As we headed for the entrance I saw many people annoyed by the fact that we didn't have to wait so I simply stuck my tongue out and laughed.

When we entered the club I gasped. The whole inside of the club was glowing gold. There was a stage with a pole but no dancer. I smiled at Mistah J then headed for the stage. As I pushed back the dangling gold strands around the stage I noticed everyone had gone quiet. I slowly model walked over to the pole and started dancing to the beat of the music. As I moved gracefully around the pole I noticed I had drawn in a crowd. People were smiling, whistling, and clapping as I started dancing with more passion. I scanned the crowd looking for a head with neon green hair and that ruby red smile I loved so much. When I spotted him he licked his lips and smiled.

I started dancing more intensely as he moved forward, pushing through the crowd. He had a drink in his hand and when he approached the stage he whistled and smiled. I crawled towards him slowly and purred. He leaned forward and so did I then our lips touched and the crowd went wild. "I have some business to take care of. Remember, you're all mine." He said as he pulled away from our kiss. "All yours." I said and winked. Then I went back to dancing around the cold silver pole. I could get used to this. I thought to myself. A few minutes passed but it felt like hours. I hopped off the stage and yelled, "Which one of y'all is gonna by me a drink?" I started laughing as twenty hands flew into the air.

As I walked over to the bar I looked back and saw Puddin talking to a unfamiliar guy in the VIP room. I decided to stay out of it and sat down on a bar stool. Every guy that passed bought me a drink and I finished them all. The alcohol was slowly taking over my body and told me to go back onto the stage and dance until I cant dance anymore. I listened to the alcohol and dance my heart out on that pole. Then I heard a whistle come from the VIP room. I looked over and saw my Puddin stare at me like I was his next meal.

I immediately walked off the stage and over to him. I pushed aside the golden starnds separating us then said, "Puddin" with a huge smile. "Harley," he said smiling. "This is my new.. friend. You belong to him now." He said with a devious tone. I was starting to catch on. We were playing a game.

I smiled at J then turned to our new toy. I purred and crawled towards him. He looked me up and down and smiled. Men are so gullible. I crawled onto his lap and whispered in his ear, "Do you want me?" I could feel his breathing get heavier and I started to laugh. "Yes, I do." He replied with a desperate tone. I stood up in front of him blocking his view of J. I started to dance then slowly lowered down trying to be as sexy as possible when I heard a click behind me. I knew what that meant. The guys eyes never left mine and as I heard J start to laugh I whispered, "Bye Bye." Then laughed as the guys head exploded into a million pieces.

I turned and looked at my Puddin. "Come here, you got sum on your face huh." He said laughing. I walked over to him and he used his cold fingers to wipe blood off my face. I smiled and looked around the club. Everyone was still dancing and no one even seemed to care that a man was just shot. I looked at J with a confused look and asked, "What's going on? Why does no one seem to care a man just got shot in the head?" J laughed and rubbed my cheek. "I own this town. I control who goes where. Everyone in this club, is owned by me. Everything that happens in this club, stays in this club. Understand?" I nod, reminding myself that he is the Clown King. He owns everything and everyone.

"I'm gonna get some air, I'll be right back." I said smiling. It was getting a little stuffy due to the sweaty body's on the dance floor. "Do you want me to go with you?" He asked with a smile. "Sweet, but you don't have too I'll only be a minute and I know you have business to attend to." I replied rubbing his shoulders. He nodded giving me the okay to leave him and I walked towards the back exit door. As soon as the cold air hit my skin I felt immediate relief. I leaned against the cold wall and stared at the dark nothingness before me.

Gotham gets so dark, people are lucky to have the splashes of color Jokers buildings provide. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the cool air. Suddenly I heard footsteps, so I opened my eyes and looked around. I couldn't see much because it was so dark out. I decided to head back in, I didn't feel safe without Puddin by my side. As I headed to open the door I felt something hard hit my head. Then nothingness. My mind became identical to Gotham's long nights.

Dark. Empty. Nothingness.

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