Harley

Tick Tock

Jack had woken up...alone. Harley wasn't where he had left her on his chest. He swung his legs over and started to rub his eyes. "Harley?" he called. No response. He called three more times and none of his calls were answered. He became panicked and searched the apartment. Nothing. 

Harley's POV

I woke up last night to my body aching in pain, I went to the bathroom and the second I saw myself I left the apartment. My skin was pale and cold, the capillaries surrounding my eyes had burst. I couldn't let him see me like this, I looked like a zombie. I grabbed my hoodie, my shoes and left. I found a local park and was swinging on the swings. I was here for hours, the sun was starting to rise it had to be around 6:30 am. I pulled my hood over my head and began to think of what to do. What about Jack? I was suddenly grabbed by my arm, my mouth covered and shoved into a van. There were three men staring at me with a disgusted look. One of the men grabbed the tape from the corner of my mouth and ripped it off. I yelped in pain.

"Who the fuck are you people?!"

"Pretty and an attitude, Victor will enjoy this" he said with a smirk. 

"Who is Victor?"

"The boss, you'll learn that quickly" 

We pulled up to an old warehouse that looked like it had been abandoned for years. The man who did all the talking pulled me out of van and walked me inside. Inside there were men with guns and were lounging around, some were sleeping, some were eating, and some were playing cards with each other. I was led through to a room that was decorated with paintings of people and gold every where. There was a large desk and then a chair that was turned away from me.  

"Boss, we got a girl just like you asked" he said pushing me towards him. The chair spun around revealing a middled age man in a suit. He got up and came towards me.

"Victor Merlino" he said with his hand out. I raised my head to him and thats when he saw me, he had a small amount of shock on his face but stayed calm. I reached my hand out and shook his.

"Harley Quinn" 

I went through the process of telling Victor what happened to me and why I looked like this, although I didn't understand it myself. My best guess was because of what my father had injected into me. Victor told me that I was now safe in his hands and that he would take good care of me. Victor was a mob boss, who ran almost a shelter for people he picked off the streets. He recruted only men but wanted to see what it would be like to have a woman. He trained them to smuggle, trade, shoot, stab, defend, and even kill. The list went on for what I was going to be trained for. I was brought to my new room that had a single bed in the corner, a dresser, a lamp and a trash can. Very cozy I thought to myself smirking. I settled in and went back down to were all those men were hanging out. I was the only woman there. I didn't feel comfortable here and wanted to go home. "Harley you don't have a home silly girl. This is your new home!" my sub concoius told me. I went back to Victor's office and told him how I felt about being the only girl here. He allowed me to stay.