Crazier Than Most (Book ONE){Completed}

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                Chapter Three: 2016

"Everytime I close my eyes.. I see your face there.. no sleep and no naps.. I-I have lost my sanity" I sung lowly to myself as I stared out my window and my clock necklace ticked against my chest, today I wore a top hat with a veil on it that covered most of my face with usual prison uniform, I looked up at the ceiling and saw the camera.

"I have been in here for twelve years! I am not even sane anymore because of how long I have been kept in this good for nothing place, so let me out!" I shouted and kicked my already broken desk making it callapse.

I closed my eyes and sighed "Happy almost birthday Bailee" I muttered as Mrs DaVoe came into my room and looked at me.

"Someone wants to see you."

I rolled my eyes "Oh joy" I mumbled as guards followed a black woman into the room she looked at me "I would appreciate it if you would stop throwing around the nice things we give you."

I looked at her "I would appreciate it if the guard that is now in prison had not of tried to rape me and killed my best friend.. we all don't get what we want lady" I said.

Stared me down "You do know who I am, you also know I can let you out of this hell hole if you stop acting like this" Amanda Waller said.

I made a face "I have spent more time in here than I should Waller, I need out" I hissed.

DaVoe looked at her "She has never done any wrong, even batman says she don't need to be trapped in there, all she has to look at is her four walls."

"And she has painted them perfectly.. no. You know of her kin, she is not running around her, cured or not" she told DaVoe then looked at me before leaving with her guards.

DaVoe smiled at me before leaving and I crossed my arms.

"I am never getting out of here."

 8:30 P.M, Arkham Asylum.

I sat looking out my window at the moonlight as I hear something, guns shooting. Another prisoner probably tried to escape.

I stand up and go the bars of the door and looked out, only to see a guard ram right into the door, I watched him fall as someone came face to face with me but I could not see their face as I backed away from the door.

The door was blown off of its hinges as a person in a black suit came into the room, he took off his mask and I just stared.. he was pale and had green hair he was smiling.

"Bailee Crater?" I nodded silently "Ha-ha, I am the Joker, your aunt Harley sent me to get you out of this dump."

"My aunt?"

He nodded "Come on, darling" he grabbed my hand and pulled me from the room, he shot anyone who got in his way until we were outside of the asylum.

I just stood there as he shot someone, I think I was in shock, I looked at this Joker guy before looking at a running car that the man he had shot owned and apparently was getting out of.

I slowly backed away and ran for the car, I slid in and was about to close the door when he jerked me by my arm and said "Don't run, Harley will be so happy to see you."

And with that, a piece of cloth came over my mouth and I blacked out, hearing his laughter as I went into a sleep.

My eyes shot open and I raised up, I was laying in a bed the covers was red and black and had diamonds on it, I looked around at the black walls and my heart beat went faster than it was "What happened?" I whispered.

Then it all came back to me, the asylum, the shootings, the man and me blacking out. I blinked and pulled the covers off of me seeing I was still in that uniform, I stood up and went to the window to try to get out but, it was boarded shut, I hit it with my hand.

I turned and saw a dress hanging on the doorknob of what I suppose would be a bathroom, I went to it and grabbed it off of the knob there was a letter:

Bailee,

Relax, trust Mistah J, it is true I sent him to get you out, and just in time to celebrate your eighteenth, I have waited, and waited, and waited to be reacquainted with my niece, sorry about Arkham by the way. It was the only way I knew to keep you safe...

                                                                     -Harley Quinn.

I blinked as I looked at he letter then sat it on the table in the room, I opened the door to find out I was right and it was a bathroom, I went in and closed the door behind me.

After about one hour of trying to decide whether or not to shower, I did and when I got out I put on the clothes that were in there for me..

Something tells me this is going to be one headache of a day.