She's Mine (Joker x Harley Quinn)

Chapter 4: Straight Jacket? Where?

Joker's Pov:

I can't believe how well this is going. I basically have her wrapped around my finger. I laugh out loud. I'll get my revenge with Batman for making me this way. Who's ever going to love me now. I look like a monster. I'm a ugly monster. I don't need love. I don't need anyone. All I need is myself. That's how it's been for years.

Harley's Pov:

I knock on my boss' door. "Come in." He says. I walk in, "I want the Joker to be realised from straps when I visit him." I say getting right to the point. "What are you crazy! Do you know what he's capable of." He says. "Yes but I feel like the straps are uncomfortable and I need my patient to feel safe in order to talk." I say. "Ok but I'm trusting you. There had been another doctor that has complained about how there might be a relationship between you and the Joker. Is any of it true?" He asks. Yes. "No that doctor is just jealous that I'm the only doctor to cure every patient I have." I say. "I can show you my notes and how much progress we made." I say getting my notes. "No need, I trust you Dr. Quinzel." He says. "Thank you very much." I say walking out his office.

Joker's Pov:

The guards walk in. They pull me off the bed and onto the chair. "Hey what about my straight jacket. It's always a pleasure when you put it on." I say smiling. "There's been a request that we don't let you wear it." One of the guards say. S-she actually did it. She actually got the guards to let me out the straight jacket. I didn't think she was so easy. "Just marvelous." I say creeping the guards out. The guards quietly leave. I sit there in silence. The room is not really exciting unless Harley is in here with me. Wait. What. I can not be catching feelings for her. No, I left love behind a long time ago. It can't just come back like everything's fine. Like the past doesn't matter. But her lips are so smooth, her smile and laugh is so wonderful, her scent is intoxicating, her skin is so soft. NO! I can't be falling for her. It will ruin everything. My inner self says I want to, but I said no and I won't. Just use and lose. She walks in the room. Her hair is down. "You wore your hair down for me." I say smiling.

Harley's Pov:

"You wore your hair down for me." He says smiling. I touch my hair. "I didn't notice my hair was like this." I say realizing that my hair is not in it's regular pony tail. I sit down in my chair. "I see they let you out the straight jacket." I say, my voice shaky. I sit there in silence, looking him up and down admiring his clothes. Purple jacket, no shirt, blue pants, and black shoes. I jot my notes down. And that's when I finally noticed his room. Flat bed, purple covers, and one purple wall with the infamous 'Ha' written on it many times. I look back at him. My eyes start to wonder his body when I see....he has more tattoos. Ha multiple times on his right side of the chest, a skull on the left, a big Joker over his stomach and a smile under. I can't see the rest. He's beautiful. "Thank you it feels good to be out the straps. Those hurt like hell." He says motioning his hands. He holds his hand up to his face revealing a tattoo of a hand on his hand. He begins laughing. I love him. "Take a picture, I swear it will be worth your while." He says smiling. What am I feeling? Desire.

Joker's Pov:

"Take a picture, I swear it will be worth your while." I say smiling. She blushes. "Take a picture." I say. Take a picture, so when she goes home she can put her little fingers in her tight virgin vagina while looking at my picture. Why am I thinking this. Desire. Desire. Desire. Lust. Lust. Lust. I want her nothing more nothing less. I don't need her I just want her. Her body. Her mind. Her thoughts. Her. No I can't. It's play time. I stand up and lean on the table. She gets uneasy. I see fear in her eyes. She takes a huge sigh. "Is everything ok?" I ask. Wait why did I ask that. I'm not supposed to care about her. Its play time. I walk over to her. "Stand up." I demanded her. She stiffly, awkwardly stands up. "Aw." I say. I put out my arms and hug her. She feels so warm I bury my face on her neck. She smells so good. I kiss her. She kisses me back. Her hands starts to roam my body. What is she doing to me. I have to do something. I have to stop this. I can't fall in love again. I break away. I look at her. She smiles sending chills down my spine. I start to choke her. She tries to fight back but I'm too strong for her. I push her to the wall. She starts hitting me. "Get off of me." she screams. I cover her mouth, "You don't want the guards to hear you now do you." I say. She shakes her head. "Good." I say slowly taking my hand off her mouth. "W-why are you doing this to me?" She asks. "Oh you don't know." I say taking my hand and slapping her. Letting her go she falls to the ground with wailing noises coming out of her mouth. She made me do this. She made me like her. I had to stop this. A sympathetic look across my face for a split second. Do I care about her? She's still holding her face on the ground crying, wailing. She slowly arise her head to look at me. I see hatred in her eyes. "You can get up anytime now." I say. She stays still. I sigh. Damn I cant just.....damn. I pick her up bridal style and lay her on the bed. I unlock the secret holder I have under the bed. I get out my healing cream. She turns her back to me still holding her face. I climb on the right side of the bed so she can face me. She tries to turn, I stop her.

I turn her back around. I see a single tear leave her eye. I made her cry. Usually I don't make people cry, their mostly scared of me and shaking in fear. But I made her cry. I made my pumpkin cry. Pumpkin, that's what I'll call her. My heart starts beating fast. "Pumpkin." I say. I remove her hand seeing the bruise I left her. Her face was all red. I take some cream and rub it on her face. "It's a bit cold. It will sooth your face." I say feeling how hot her face is. She stays silent. "Can you do me a favor?" I ask. "What is it?" She says with attitude in her voice. "I need a machine gun." I say. Her eyes widen.

She would do anything for him.

"Sure." She says. "Good." I say giving her the instructions. I put a little smile on my face. I can't resist my urge. I kiss her. She kisses back with no hesitation. She rolls over on top of me. She breaks away and slaps me. I can feel my face getting hotter and hotter from the slap. It stings. I laugh and pull her down into the kiss again. I knew now that things were going to be alright between her and I. I roll over on top of her now. "Didn't anybody tell you not to do that to daddy." I say putting my finger on her lip. I kiss her again. Best feeling in the world. Until I have to leave her