The King and Queen Of Crime { Joker x Reader }

Chapter 11 - Broken Home

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"You don't. Guess you'll have to trust me."

"To hell I will!"

"Good luck then starving." I say grinning, I leave the room once again and lock the door.)

As I lock the door I hear Harley walking up to me.

"Heya Puddin!" She screeches

I turn around to feel her forceful lips on mine. I don't kiss back, I only stand there allowing her to kiss me. Finally she breaks off.

"So, anythin you wanna do today Puddin?"

I hated her using Puddin. It was Y/n nickname for me. She just ruined it when it came out of her mouth.

"How about you go and have fun. I've got work to do." I say turning to go to my room.

"But it's no fun without you!" She says following me

"Too bad, work's more important."

"More important than you." I spat

"UGH! Why are you such a dick to me now?! When we first started me and you were inseperable!" She shouts

I turn around to see her on the verge of tears.

"But now, ' Oh no, Harley you're not important now that Y/n is back in my life ' she's always getting in our relationships way!" She spat with the tears now flowing

"So you know what ' Puddin ' I'm done! Done!" She cries

"Look Harley, I didn't know you felt that way." I say walking over too hug her. She immediately runs and hugs me. I hug her tightly back.

(Don't let her know Joker!!)

(Don't let her know you're only USING her)

The voices in my head never stop. But, they're right, I'm just using Harley. Because maybe if I can convince myself that she's just like Y/n, maybe just maybe... I can be normal, be a human. I grin sadistically knowing I can never BE normal, I'll always be a monster, and monsters don't feel. They don't love. They don't live.

~•~ You ~•~

I slowly start eating the pancakes Joker gave me. I feel aching and throbbing in my face and wrist. I look down at my wrist and see the name: Joker on my wrist, the cuts look almost like a knife it's bleeding slightly, almost my entire hand is covered in dry blood. I run over to the bathroom and look under my left eye seeing the letter J written in the same as my wrist.

"This must be what he mean't..." I sigh

I look down and see a god damn shock collar.

"What the hell?! This guy is insane!"

(So are you.)

(Oh yeah, teehee.)

I then hear an arguement from the door. Remembering what happened earlier I don't touch the door, I only listen.