Mad Love (The Joker And Harley Quinn Fanfiction)

Chapter 12: Insanity

A/N

The intro of this chapter is inspired by the story Predator. Prey by Veronica. Her story had beguiled me ever since I started reading Wattpad and I can say she is the most talented author I have ever known.
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Fireworks. In a pitch black sky; igniting my soul and setting my heart on fire. Brilliant shades of green, violet, blue and red had painted my world of black canvas. My past memories were assaulting my half conscious mind, my thoughts were hijacked by this uncontrollable array of scenes: my first day of school, my mother kissing my forehead, my dad carrying me by his shoulders, my family's death, my pain, my highschool, my college, Arkham Asylum, Dr. Leland- the images were relentless, years I have tried to set aside.

The electric shocks reverberated throughout my body, I was paralyzed physically, but my mind was mentally free. I was liberated, I was unhinged. I was free, free from the world's judgement, free from the standards of this society. I was stripped away from my exhausting self consciousness. I was free from the overwhelming desire to please others.

And then sounds appeared

Every screaming of voice sounded like singing. They sounded pretty, effortlessly harmonious. They blended and swirled together, creating an orchestra of captivating music.

Pain is good

Then the feeling of touch slowly returned to my body. The cold metal table soothed my skin, the straps were gone that allows my arms and legs to stretch, as I heard a familiar laugh that I was dying to hear again

Him. It's him!

Puddin!

he suddenly appeared in a shimmering burst of red. A shadow; a figure walking towards me with a devilish smile on his face. His bleached white skin caught the sun's rays

He was glorious

His lime green hair was brushed back sloppily in his head, black messy makeup smudged effortlessly that contrasted with his dark brown eyes. Rogue red lips waiting to meet mine. With all the strength I have, I tried to reach him out. I need to reach him, I need to touch him, to be with him, he was my savior

I need him, I need him, I need him, I need him, I need him, I need him-

And then he was gone

The stream of consciousness suddenly rose within me as I woke with the sounds of my own muffled screams. My vision was fuzzy and seemingly foreign. I blink profusely to try to regain my sight

"Puddin?" I cried out

Where is he? Where's my daddy?

I was left alone, no puddin, no goons, no gunshots, no chaos, no screams, only blood

Blood

Blood

Blood

"Puddin?!" I held my messy hair, thinking, panicking, crying, screaming

My puddin's gone

He left me

The earth is vast and deep, so is my love for him. He made me fall for him through common belief, he said that we were meant for each other, that I am not alone, that he understands me, he said he needs me, he said he loves me-

"He left me?" I mumbled to myself. I can no longer find him. He had escaped. Leaving me hanging from his words

He loves me!

I need to find him, without him is unbearable, I couldn't stand that!

He was my savior

He had freed me

He is my angel

But he was gone, and now I am alone again

"No!"

He's the one who is there for me, He told me that he loves me

I can fix him, I can cure him

Him

Him

Him

Him

The voices were everywhere

"He can't do this to me!" I yelled.

Tears were starting to fall as my sob became a giggle, I felt pain in my head, I was breaking out as I laugh harder; Insanity engulfing through my soul

Pain is good

He broke me so I'm building a new one. Someone fit for my puddin and we will laugh the world together in hate

Setting aside the pain in my temples, I quickly ran to the hallways, ignoring the corpses as i started the engine of my car

The roses have wilted, the violets are dead. The demons run in circles, round and round in my head.