Partner in Crime

9. Ill miss you

           HAPPY EARLY THANKSGIVING!!!
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                    Poison Ivy's P.O.V.

        Selina talked with Batman and decided to get an escort to the hospital. I turn back at Harls cuts, burns, and bruises.
      "It's gonna be okay." I whisper back to her, knowing she can't hear me.
      We arrive at the hospital and get into a room.
      "M'am, unfortunately you cannot be in the room while we are operating."
      "That's fine." Selina says for me.
      "Come on Ivy, let's go."
      I sit in the waiting room with my hand over my forehead. If this is the end of Harley, it's the end of me too. I get up from my seat but my body is doing everything for me, without me thinking. I pace back and fourth, my emotions stopped working.
      This isn't real, that's why I have no emotions. It doesn't feel real, it's not real. Harley is back at my place sleeping in my bed, probably sleeping in late again, and I'm gonna go wake her up for breakfast. But it's real, and I can't stop it.
    "Pam, sit down. Stop stressing out, she's gonna be okay." She stares into my eyes deeply and I find my way back to the seat, again.
    "But what if she doesn't come out? Huh? What if this is the end for her?" Another tear swells up in my eye.
    "You know Harley, she's strong. She'll make it out alright and we can all forget this ever happened."
    "Really Selina? Forget this ever happened? Even if she does make it out she's gonna be in major pain and probably-" I stop for a second and look down at my bare legs.
"And probably blame herself." Selina's eyes were different now, not sad, not happy, more like surprised.
     "Selina?" I question.
     "Sorry." She looked back at me and forced a smile onto her face.
      After about an hour I saw a doctor come out of Harley's room. We all sprung up onto our feet waiting for words to come out of his mouth. He scanned his clipboard,
     "Anyone here for Harleen Qu-"
     "Yes, yes right here." I shouted over the doctor.
     "Come, she isn't doing so well." My eyes strike right over to Selina as hers over to Batman.
     We walk inside, the room was so dull and sad. They should make a room where you might be spending your last days a little more fun.

     
Harley Quinn's P.O.V.

         My friends walk into the room, that's all I want to see. I forced a smile, which hurt and probably isn't good for the stitches so I stopped. It still hurt, but less, because of the numbing stuff they gave me.
"Harley!" Red yelled as she ran over to me.
"Be careful." The doctor barked, I honestly don't care.
She tried to hug me but the doctor snapped. I wanted to speak to her, I wanted to tell her that I'm sorry. I put her through all this, the least I could do is say a simple word to her.
"You're gonna be okay Harley, you're gonna be okay." Ivy demands.
All I can do is groan, come on Harley say something to her. Come on, before it's too late.

Poison Ivy's P.O.V.

I can see Harley struggling to speak, it breaks my heart seeing her struggle. I touch her hair and stroke her softly. The doctor glares at me but I don't care anymore.
"Excuse me, I'm sorry but you have to leave, we need to preform more operations." I don't want to leave now.
"Come on, Pam." Selina sternly says, pulling me out of the room.
"Stay strong." With that I walk out of the room.
I sit back in the dreadful waiting room and watch as the time goes by and I wait for the doctors to come out and say Harley's fine. I have to keep telling myself that, otherwise I won't believe it.
     After some time the doctor comes back out again, this time he just calls us in. I walk back into the morose room, Harley looks even worse.
      "Hey Harls." I choke out, trying to hide the pain of looking at her suffer.
      "I-" She try's so hard to speak through her stitched up mouth.
      "I- I'm s-s-sor-ry." She speaks quietly trying not to move her mouth, and her voice is croaky.
     "Harley, no. Don't be sorry, you did-"

     "F-for getting you in-to t-this mess."

   "You didn't get me into anything, that Joker did. You can't blame yourself again, you can't."

    "Miss, I'm sorry to bother you two but Harleen has to rest, she can't be talking." The doctor annoyed me, I could tell he was new here, but he doesn't understand that I need to talk to her.
She can't blame herself, she should blame me. I'm the one who couldn't find her, I'm the one that didn't save her.
I talk to Harley a little bit more, they wouldn't let her speak though. Selina took her turn talking to her then the doctor escorts us out of the room. I pound my fist against the ice cold wall and fall back into my chair.
When the doctor gets out this time, he looks miserable. My heart beats even faster, which I didn't even know was possible. I breath as if I ran 5 miles. She's okay, She's okay, she has to be.
    "S-she's-" my eyes grow angry and I fill to the top with rage.
     "She's doing- She's much worse." He looks scared as if a ghost just passed him. I want to kill him. He didn't even let me talk to her, except for a few sentences
     I run into the room, too fast for him to catch me. I lay my eyes on her face and run to her. She can't leave me, it should've been me. Tears fill my eyes quick and in no time my vision is blurry.
    "Harley, don't leave. You can't leave." I cry out. I hear her mumble, come on Harley.
"It's okay." I choke out. She looks so much worse.
"I-Ivy" her voice is so hard to hear, but I could understand her.
"I-I'll mi-ss you." I hold her hand and cry out, she can't say that.
"H-Harley! You're gonna be okay don't say that!" I yell, and kiss her cold head.
Beeeeep. A silence fills the room, right then and there her life was gone. My life was gone. I've never felt pain like this before, my heart broke and I fall onto the floor. The doctors rush her out as I sit on the floor balling.
Selina runs in, she try's to pick me up but I'm dead in her arms. Selina drags me out and I just want to die.
     "SAVE HER!" I yell so loud through my crys. They can't let me down I need her, she's been with me through the hard times and I've been with her.

Hours pass>>>>

I'm home now, but it's not home anymore. I go to water my plants, none of this matters anymore anyways. It feels like a daydream, that I'm about to snap out of. Bzzzz my phone rings on the table rocking back and forth as it buzzes.
"Hello?" I ask into the phone.
"Hello, this is the Find a Way hospital. This is Pamela Isey, is that correct?"
"Yes, yes this is she. Why are you calling?"
"Harleen Quinzel has left a note marked under your name, I'm just wondering if you would like to pick it up? We can also drop it off for you if you'd like." Her voice is very calming and I can tell that this note is important.
"Oh yes, yes please. Can you drop it off here? That would be amazing."
After I give her my address I hang up and wait for them to get here. In a matter of minutes the door bell rings.
"Hello, this is Ms. Isey?" I nod and he gives me a note with red lettering on it "For Pamela Isey (Or known as Red :))" I try to hold in the tears, it's hard losing someone you love.
"I'm so sorry for your loss." The guy gives me a hand shake and walks back into his truck.
I run into my bedroom I set the note on the side of my bed. I don't want to read it, but I do. I grasp my pillow and bury my face into it, I feel as my cold tears seep into it making it softer. It's not real,
"It's not real!" I scream until my throat hurts. Why couldn't it just been me? That Joker will pay, he will pay more than he ever has before.
I chuck my pillow across the room I run into the bathroom. I stare as my tears run down my cheeks uncontrollably, I scream with anger and sadness. I pound the mirror and it breaks, I-I can't even live without her... what am I gonna do?
I drag myself back into my bed, my body is weak but I make it back in. I try to sleep but the note taunts me, I can hear it scream. I turn to it, I can't decide what to do anymore. I slowly grab it, my hand shakes like crazy.

"For Pamela Isely (Or known as Red :))"

If you're reading this, which I hope you ain't, don't be sad! Cha been an amazin friend, heck you're the bestest friend! Nobody can beat cha ;) I know ya will miss me, but you can go on. Don't let me stop ya from what ya really want ta do. I'm so happy I got ta see ya before I went away :)
I really really hope ya don't get this

<3 Harley
P.S. Can ya maybe take care of Bud an Lou fo me? Ya don't have to... it was just a thought.

THANKS for reading!!! Sorry this chapter was so depressing... and that it took me forever to publish. Sorrrryyyy. Anyways, thanks for reading I'll update soon. Byeeeeee 💚💚💚