The door flung open, and I lifted the purple sheet to cover my bare chest and J scooted towards me in a protective manner. I darted my eyes towards the door, not really knowing what to expect. "Oh Puddin', i've missed ya!" a lanky blonde, wearing a tacky outfit said whilst running towards Jack. I watched as she attacked him in a huge hug and gave him multiple kisses all over. "Harley, stop." Joker said in a warning type of way. She didn't budge. She kept leaving kisses all over his face and neck, leaving lipstick marks along the way. I couldn't help but feel this surge of jealousy rush through my veins. I mean this girl is kissing my Joker. My Jack. "Harley, I told ya to stop." Joker yelled out, whilst pushing her off the bed, creating a loud thud. I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her, considering that was a really hard fall. She never even noticed my presence, which is honestly very odd. "So that's Harleen Quinzell. I almost had her for a patient once." I thought to myself. I sunk further into the sheets, whilst watching 'J' put on his pants that were still crumbled onto the floor. I felt a hand wrap around my ankle and pull me onto the ground, exposing my bare skin. I quickly covered myself with the satin comforter of the bed that had fallen to the ground. "Who the hell are you?" the strong Brooklyn accent shot at me I darted my eyes towards her and glared "What's it to you?" I shot right back at the blonde squatting infront of me. Her facial features scrunched up, as if she were disgusted, and she reached forward and slapped me right across the face. Red. All I saw was red, as I tried to calm myself down from getting really angry. "Harley, I don't want to fight, let me get dres-" my words were cut off by her slapping my face, in the opposite direction this time. oh hellllll no. I launched forward, and tackled her, making sure to scratch her face as I did so. She threw punches as did I, but she pinned me down right under the window sill, and started punching my face all over. "Nobody, will EVER, steal my Puddin'." her annoying voice screeched out in between slaps, and punches. I clung to a word that she chose to use in that sentence, which was My. He is most certainly NOT, her "Puddin'." I flipped her over to where I was now straddling her, and quickly threw punches whilst she screamed out of surprise. I hit her head one time really hard against the wall, causing her eyes to roll back in her head, and pass out. I stood up and threw on the shirt and short nearest to me, whilst looking over at Jack. His eyes met mine before he smiled. "You were jealous." he stated whilst smirking I scoffed and looked down, whilst scratching the back of my neck "I most certainly was not jealous! I just, well I mean, I just, okay, maybe I was a tad bothered." I explained while chuckling a bit He just walked over to me and wrapped me in a large hug. "Are the voices still pretty bad?" Joker asked me while rubbing my arms "They haven't been terrible since i've just accepted them." I explained to him He nodded and let go of me, placing a kiss on the top of my head "I'm gonna take care of her." Jack said as he bent down, and picked up Harley, then walking out of the room. I walked over to the mirror and looked at my bruised face. My hair was now all frizzy and tangled, along with scratches on my neck.
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It hurt, but it was well worth it, just to beat the shit out of her. I've never liked her. Lets just see if she ever comes looking for "her" Puddin' again.
