Harley

A New Life

Harleen had escaped from Arkham Asylum successfully, she had broken through the window of her father's first story office window and dropped to the hard pavement below. It was a 10 foot drop and there were pieces of glass from the window in her feet. She started to hobble down the street she landed in and eventually got to the entrance of Arkham Asylum. The night guard was fast asleep and she made sure to try her best to keep her painful whimpers to a minimum. After a 20 minute walk to the main road there was barely anyone out and about it had to be late at night probobly around midnight. What is she supposed to do when you've been looked inside a mental hospital since the day you were born. She didn't know how to get food, clothes, maybe even help. 

A car slowly pulled over to her and a young man got out of the car and quickly came to her. "Mam are you okay? Do you need me to call the police?" the young man said looking at her with a worried expression. She nodded her head no and try to continue walking to get this man to leave her alone. She was scared he would get her caught and bring her back to Arkham. He had now seen that she had a noticeable limp and that her feet were bleeding. "Miss your feet..you're hurt, please let me help you". She tried to turn around to respond to him but a shard of glass deepened its position into her foot making her wince in pain and stumble forward. The man caught her from falling onto the pavement, she looked at him and said fine. He had helped her into the back of his car so that she could prop up her feet to give them a break. "So to the hospital correct?" the man asked 

"No, no I can't go there please I can't" she said trying to plea with him.

"Okay jeez relax, I don't know I guess we can go back to my place and fix you up some"

They pulled up to a building that was located on the south side of Gotham City, his apartment wasn't much and wasn't in the best part of town. But hey it was a place to live and allowed his parents to have there time to themselves. He didn't want her walking on her feet for obvious reasons so he went to go pick her up bridle style. She flinched when he went to grab her but then realized he wasn't going to hurt her and only wanted to help. He had gotten her up into his apartment and had went straight to the bathroom placing her on the toilet. He got a rag and a bowl of soapy warm water and gently started to wipe and clean away the blood from her feet. She tried not to wince in pain but couldn't help it, he could only apologize over and over and continue to clean her feet. After majority of the blood was gone he grabbed a pair of tweezers and allowed her to start getting the glass out. After about a half hour the glass was gone but her feet were raw. "Would you like to take a bath? And maybe change out of your clothes?" she nodded and he proceeded to run her a warm bath. When the tub had filled up he went to go leave and give her privacy. "Wait... stay" she looked up at him from the toilet with innocent eyes and he just nodded. She slowly stood to her feet and took off her asylum outfit which consisted of grey scrub like pants and a grey t-shirt. He was taken back that he was in his bathroom with a naked stranger. He couldn't help but observe her body, there were scars and bruises every where and scares that looked like as if she was a heroin addict. Little did he know it was from years of being a laboratory rat. She lowered herself into the water and relaxed a little bit. 

"Im Harleen by the way"

"Jack" 

"You're probably wondering what happened to me but I think you would have to take me on a date first to find out" Jack chukled at her joke. He moved off of the toilet to the floor next to the tub so that he was closer to her. "If you need a place to stay for tonight you can stay here" she nodded. She just sat there and didn't know what to do with herself. "You do know how to clean yourself right?" she giggled trying to hide the fact that at the asylum the just hose you down with cold water. "Why don't you help me if I looked so lost Jack" he was taken back by what she had just said and almost thought that she was flirting with him. He got up and went to his kitchen and got a small pitcher and came back to her. He got back to her level and reached to get a handful of shampoo and started to massage it into her long blonde hair until there was a thick foam. he dunked the pitcher into the warm water and told her to tilt her head back and poured the water over her head multiple times until her hair was shampoo free. He got his loofa and soap and started to get it soapy and grabbed her arms and started to clean her. He asked if she was comfortable with him cleaning her whole body and she nodded. He asked her to stand up and she followed his instructions and stood up he scrubbed her arms, legs and back. He then dropped the loofa and put soap into his large hands and started rubbing her chest and butt making sure not to make it sexual. But that was hard when there was a evident bulge in his pants. He tried his best to ignore it but she turned around to face him and saw the expression on his face, she looked down and saw what he was trying to hide. She smirked to herself and and sat back down in the tub to rinse off the soap. She then got up and he wrapped her in a towel and guided her to his bed room. He got he out a pair of his boxers and an oversized t-shirt, he left the room so she could change. She soon walked out and he asked if she was hungry, she nodded yes and he pulled out some left over Chinese food from the fridge. He heated it up and placed it in front of her. She quickly finished the bowl of food that was absolutely foreign to her because the asylum doesn't serve Chinese food or really any thing but bread, milk, chicken and peas. 

"So do you want to sleep on the couch or the bed?"

"You can have your bed i don't want to be rude"

"Suit yourself" he went to his closet and got her a blanket and a pillow and made a bed for her on the couch. She got under the blankets and got comfortable, this is way more comfortable than her bed at the asylum she thought to herself. Within minutes she was asleep and Jack was standing there staring at her softly sleep. He went to his room to do the same.

In the middle of the night Jack was woken up by the creek of his door, and then a presence coming into his bed. "Harley, what are you doing?" he mumbled 

"I can't sleep, I don't want to be alone, if you want me to get out just say so but if not id like to stay" he didn't say anything. He didn't mind her being in his bed, a stranger in his bed. He's had one night stands but this was different, there was no sex just two people in bed together. He drifted back to sleep but Harleen was still awake just thinking about what has happened, he called her Harley...and she liked it.