Sucker For Pain ✔

Chapter 10

(HARLEY's POV)

"Damn. You destroyed this place Mistah J!" I look around my USED to be apartment.
He just stands there smiling. "oops?" He laughs, kicking the TV.
I glare at him til he looks at me, "try it."

We both then start kicking the TV. "Mistah J." I stop kicking. "Hm?" He looks at me.

"We don't really know much about each other... I want to get to know you." I smile a bit.

"Well, I hate Batman. I hate normal people. I hate people who find you attractive." He looks at me with a smirk planted on his face.

"Well, I hate those people who find YOU attractive, you're my Puddin. No one else's." I jump on my Puddins. He throws me onto the floor.

"Stop." He says, looking away.

"Why do you keep pushing me away!?" I get up pointing a gun at him.

"I don't know. We don't work.. I want you to leave." He points to the door.

"No. I'm not leaving you Puddin." I stand with my arms folded on top of one and other.

"That's the point, why don't you want to leave me? Why do you love me? How can you love a monster?" He looks down, kicking the TV once more. "If you love me, shoot me." He says looking at my gun pointing at him.

"... What?" I freeze.

"IF YOU LOOOVVVEEEE ME, SHOOT ME!" He yells louder.

"But... Puddin." I say and he begins laughing.
Quickly he slaps me, and I fall on the floor. He then grabs my gun from my hand.

He puts the gun against his head, swinging his hips back and fourth. "You don't love me.." He tosses the gun on the floor.

"YOU DON'T SHOOT SOMEONE YOU LOVE!" I say yelling, grabbing the gun.

"But. I said. SHOOT me IF you LOVE me. If you truly loved me, you'd shoot me." He glares at me, "come on now, I gave you the chance. Do it."

I shoot his shoulder, causing him to fall on the ground. "Puddin!" I run to him, but he isn't bleeding. He gets up and speaks.

"Shoulder pads Honey." He says laughing.

"Let's flip the switch Mistah J. Can I ask you something?" I ask.

"Sure thing Harley-girlllll."he swirls my name.

"Would you die for me?" I ask, and he freezes in place.

"This is a hard one." He taps his foot.

It's not a hard one for me though... I'd do anything for you Mistah J.

"I'm not sure." He laughs a bit.

"Would you live for me?" I ask.

"Sure." He says.

"You're not playing fair." I say.

"I never play fair." He says.

"I hate you." I scoff.

His eyes widen, "you hate me? Then leave." His lips purse, "go get out! I don't need you!" As he says this, my eyes begin watering.

"GET OUT HARLEY!" He grabs me and pushes me against the window.

"Mistah J..."

"I want you gone. You don't need me. I HATE YOU!" He says, spitting a little.

"No."

"I'm done with you." He walks to the door, then runs back to me ; pushing me out the window.

"AHHH!!" I yell, falling onto the glass from the window and some wooden crates.

"The joke was on.. Me." I say. Laying on my blood, and a puddle of my tears.