Let's say that Harley actually never met him and they have no relationship yet. They could actually both love each other. A pretty, but partially insane bartender in jokers club and an abusive drunk ex boy friend, leads to jealousy and bar fights. B...
Harley's POV I was walking into work, sexy as normal, when I ran into this guy and dropped my wallet on the ground. We both bent down at the same time and my head bumped his. I stood all the way up and looked at his eyes.
I knew this person but I couldn't think of who he was, and suddenly a light bulb went off. "You!" I stepped backwards and kept stepping back until I tripped over some baskets on the ground. Right now I was in an ally that was right near my bar tending job.
He put his finger up to my lips, hushing me, and walked closer towards me. I shook my head and got back up immediately.
"Get away!" I threw a box at him and ran.
If it was any other person I probably wouldn't be scared, but I didn't have any weapons on me and what happened last time with him scared me. He fell in love with me, but I denied any and every feeling because it would be unprofessional for my job.
I was a psychiatrist and was assigned to the monster before me. At first I loved him and he never showed any love back. He tried using me to get him to escape but I left him. He escaped later on and I was assigned to another person. As life went on I felt more violent and I was slowly going insane.
My friend, who called herself Katana, was Joker's psychiatrist. She fell for him all the way and I couldn't help her no matter how much I tried. She helped Joker escape and he never really loved her back. Granted, he did take care of her though. She was recently killed by a bat bitch named Batman, and ever since then I've wanted to kill the dumbass. Joker will help me do that so I probably need to talk to him. ------------------------ I was now in a bar, making drinks with my bat and pistol attached to me. I left my weapons at work yesterday so I grabbed them this morning. Everyone kept cheering my name; well my stripper name. I chose Rose because I look so innocent and nice, but I have my thorns. Most people are yelling out Rosie but some yell out Harley.
I told my friend to take my place while I go onto the stage. I take off my jacket revealing my outfit better
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I rubbed my back onto the chain and picked it up soon after. I act as it were a gun and shot everywhere. I then started to feel horny and rubbed my tongue on it.
