#12 Harley Quinn/ Numb

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With a swing he forced me to the ground and proceeded to strangle me.

I opened and closed my mouth, tuggin' at his fingers. Mistah Jay seemed to notice that he was suffocatin' me and let go.

I gasped.

Then his hands were on me, searchin' for the gun. He found it threw it to the side.

"Harley, what the hell-"

I drove my knee into his groin. He stumbled back with a thud!

I gave my hardest roundhouse kick, gettin' him in the knees. He fell. I reached for his pistol, he tried to grab it back but I punched him in the throat. He gagged. I stumbled backwards, pantin', pistol aimed.

"Joke's over, Mistah!"

The alarm wailed, drillin' into my brain, makin' it hard to think.

The GCPD had framed the squad and the only way I could get outta here was jumpin' off the roof.

Mistah J had raised himself to his knees, rubbin' his throat. "Aw baby did I hurt your feelings so bad that you want to kill me?"

I glared at him.

I wanted to kill him fer hurtin' me! Fer makin' me feel weak! Fer makin' me feel small! Fer losin' Mason! It was all his damn fault!

His thin lips curled into a sneer "You wouldn't."

Watch me bastard!

I pulled back the pistol as he studied my face. But whatever he saw made his expression darken. He stood, "I made you who you are. You'd still be in a lab coaxing a rat through a maze if not for me!"

"You didn't make me Mistah Jay! I ain't yer freak, like some Bride of Frankenstein-"

"Admit it Harls! You belong to me and you love it that way!"

I gritted my teeth, tears springin' "You don't owe me-"

"You're mine, and this city is ours." He opened his arms, "I'm the Clown Prince of Crime and you're my Queen."

Take him out! He's playing you, you deserve better-

"You can't kill the man who loves you, baby."

The other arm holdin' the hammer suddenly felt heavy, "You what?" I froze in one spot starin' into his green emerald eyes.

Mistah Jay stepped closer "I love you Harely-girl. I loved you since the moment I saw you. At Arkham, you remember?"

My heart thrummed. I shook my head violently, as though to dislodge him from it.

"Stop! You can't keep doin' this yer Lummox!"

He reached out, carefully, and pushed aside the hammer. Though my brain said no, I let him.

"We can work through this, baby. We're building a kingdom together. Don't let everything go to waste."

My hands trembled. Slowly, I lowered the hammer. Relief melted across Puddin's face. He gave me a lopsided grin that made me think that he had really changed.
After all I had nothin' to lose, losin' Mason was hard enough...

I held out a hand. "Dance with me, Mistah Jay."

He took it. I pulled him in- but he's lying Harleen! Remember how badly he hurt you. He'll do it again. Think of the life you could have with someone who treats you properly, Ivy for example- and I kissed him.

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