Sucker For Pain ✔

Chapter 2

(JOKER's POV)

As she exits the room, I begin laughing my ass off. "You got her joker! Good job!!!! She thinks you like her, HAHAHHAA!" I say. "I'm getting out of this hell hole for good!" I laugh even harder, but stop as the guards walk in.

(HARLEEN's POV)

I search on my phone for any gun shops near by. I found two so far, but one is VERY far away so I decide to go with the one closest to me. Driving there, I inhale and park my car. "Okay, here we go Quinn." Exiting my car, I walk into the the gun store.

Looking around, I see a man cleaning weapons behind the counter and a woman scrolling through a section of knives.

"What's a girl like you doing in a gun shop? Ex problems?" The man behind the counter laughs.

"What's the strongest weapon you got?" I ask the man with a courageous tone.

"This one little lady." He brings a matte black gun out. Damn.

"Bullets?" I quickly ask.

"All right here." He takes a box of bullets out from the shelve.

"I'll take it, do you have anything stronger?" I ask to be sure.

"Trust me. This baby is one hell of weapon! Best of the best!" He laughs then rubs his stomach that hangs under his pants.

The man is quite large, he's wearing a red and green flannel with a white see through tank top. You shouldn't judge Quinn!

"It'll be $789.38" the man says smiling.
THAT'S ALMOST 800 DOLLARS!!! It's for Mr.J.. It matters.

As I'm about to swipe my card, a woman stops me.
"Don't." She grabs my hand, "it's a rip off."

I quickly look at the man and frown, "is this true?" I ask the man.

"Of course it's true. Show her the back Joel. I know this girl, she won't say a word."she says and he nods.

"Follow me." The man named Joel says, leading me to the back.

"Here, this is a kalashnikov ak 47. One of the strongest weapons IN THE WORLD! If I may ask... Who is the weapon for? You don't look like the person to just walk into a gun shop and know what they want. Who are you? Who's the weapon for?" The woman questions me off to the side.

"I'm Harley. Harley Quinn. The weapon is for one of my patients, I'm helping him escape. His name is Joker." I say then she frowns.

"Joker? That sly bastard. I hate the man, but it would be nice having one of the worst villains lurking around town." She scoffs, then looks at Joel.

"She ain't got a weapon license. It's on me." She says.

"We can't do that though, it's illegal." He looks down.

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF IT'S ILLEGAL! JUST BECAUSE YOU OWN A GUN SHOP, DOESN'T MEAN YOU KNOW HOW TO SHOOT A GUN!" She says, and the man slowly speaks.

"But-" she interrupts.

"SHUT UP! NO BUTS! YOU CAN EITHER GIVE HER THE DAMN GUN FOR FREE, OR I BUST A BULLET UP YOUR ASS." She says, and he quickly takes the weapon from my hand then puts it into a box. Then into a matte black vertical bag, adding two boxes of bullets in.

"ADD ONE MORE DAMMIT!" She yells at Joel, who quickly panics then stuffs an extra bullet case into the bag.

"Here you go ma'am, have a nice day." The man quickly flees.

"I didn't get your name." I say to the woman.

"I'm Ivy. Poison Ivy." She smiles.