His priced possession

I really need a gun

My legs were shaking so extremely that it was hard to stand. Joker looked like he wanted to throw a nuclear bomb to someone. I do hope that someone is not me.

Harley however looked like everything was completely fine. She had a huge grin on her pale face and as usual she was chewing on chewing gum.

Joker began to walk around and looked behind every corner while Harley stayed by the car.

I really had a hard time standing so I sunk to the ground. He could not see me now. This phonecell is so heavy covered with posters that no one could see through it. But I had found a little spot which wasn't covered and where I could look through.

Harley was getting bored.
"Puddin, why do we have to look here? The little brat clearly isn't here!"

I could hear Joker sigh

"Because 1. Harls I saw someone running and it was a girl and 2. Call her a little brat one more time and I'll make sure that you're never be able to talk again!"

Harley made a frustrated sound but backed of.

Because Of the fact that I'm in panic mode I started to examine the phonecell. Quite pathetic I Know. But it wasn't that pointless. I spottet a lock. This phonecell can be locked up! As quite as a mouse I locked the door. Just in time because Joker was heading into my direction. He was several inches away from the phonecell and I had to stop breathing or I would be damned.

He began to pull at the doorknob. I preyed in my head that the door wouldn't give in. And luckily it didn't. He tried once more but stopped , probably knowing that it won't give in.
He let out a annoying sigh but he started walking back to the car.

"Harls do tell me since when are phonecells locked up?"

"Hmm Well we gotta be honest puddin, it is to old and rusty to be called a phonecell. It's just pure crap."

"Quite right about that Harls, they actually don't deserve to be standing in Gotham any longer."

And before I knew it...

BANG

A bullet shot through the glass. Unfortunately it hitted me in the schoulder and I couldn't help but to let out a scream from the pain that was in my schoulder.

Joker heard it and turned around as fast as Lightning.

With a fast pace he began walking to the phonecell.

Well time for plan B then...
With my hand on my shotwound which didn't help really because the blood was covering my hand, I unlocked the door and without knowing it I rushed out of the phonecell.

I ran as fast as I could but The pain in my schoulder slowed me down. I could hear Joker yelling

"ALICE! YOU COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW OR YOU'LL BLEED TO DEATH!"

His voice had a mix of anger and concern in it but I ignored him completely. I knew he was right tho. I was bleeding heavily.
Joker and Harley got in the car and it was speeding my way. I rushed around the corner  into a smaller street. And again I ran around a corner. I lost them now. It was deadly quite here. This is a abandoned street for all I know. It was getting cold to. Thinking of it, I'm actually very unprepared for this. I sunk to the ground against a wall and realized that almost my whole shirt was covered in blood.

You may call me bloody Mary.
The pain was immense and my eyelids were getting heavier every time I blinked

Now I wished I would be at the Manson. Under the warm blanket with J close. He wasn't that bad. Not to me that is. But I can't live this life. It is agains my nature. Harley is his true partner in crime and this had to be this way

With so many thoughts I slowly fell asleep not knowing that that purple Lamborghini was closer than ever.
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Because it took me forever to finish chapter six I decided to publish chapter seven as well so here you are! 💚💜