Mad Love

30~ The Bathtub

Two very strong..arms I believe wrapped around my torso and began to lift me. My judgement was a bit fuzzy and I couldn't tell if I was being pulled up to the top of the vat by Mistah J or pulled down to hell. My hopes were high that it was Mistah J. All sense of direction was gone to me as I was pulled to the surface. Air filled my lungs and I was finally able to breath again. Chemicals had almost sealed my eyes shut, but with a lot of force I was able to open my eyes. He got me this time....
"Oh Mistah J"
Hands on both sides of his head I smashed my lips into his. Halfway through J began to let out a loud cackle. Joining in we let our laughs talk to each other.
"Oh Harley-girl you know I would do anything for you"
Snickering the memory of J telling me that exact line back on the chopper came to mind.
"Now Harley girl there is just one more gift I have for you tonight"
Giving him a questioning look J returns my glance with a smile.
"I seem to remember you can't swim. Do you want to learn?"
Vigorously nodding my head J laughs and swims us over to the edge of the vat. He removes my hand from gripping him and places it on the edge.
"Let's get started Mistah J"
"As you wish my queen"
The giggles poured from my mouth when he finished off his sentence with a bow in the chemicals.
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"Long story short I now know how ta swim"
Good job Harley
"Harley who are you talking to?"
Curiosity was clear in his features.
"Sorry Puddin. The voices"
Knowing I had his attention I make a finger gun and pretend to shoot myself.
HEY!!
Oh hush up
Before I could blink I was slammed into the door because of a sharp turn Mistah J made. He was weaving the out the slow cars to get back to the mansion faster.
"J could ya role down my window?"
Smirking knowingly J opens my window and lets me stick my head out.
"HARLEY QUINN IS BACK YOU SUCKAHS"
Pointing my middle finger at anybody in sight I could see everyone enter a shop quickly to avoid us. The van was following us- well trying to keep up with us. Passing through a woman on the side of the street flips me off. Puddin seems to notice and makes a sharp turn towards the girl. We end running over a parking meter when we park next to the girl on the side walk. She knocks on my window so I open my door. Mistah J gets out too.
"Who do you think you two are?"
The girl asks.
"Who are ya honey? What's ya name?"
Mystery girl scoffs before answering.
"Vicky Vale"
Oh I remember miss vale. She called my Puddin a psychotic clown. She also called me Joker's bitch, but I laughed that one off.
"Harley Quinn nice ta meetcha"
Extending my hand I wait for her to grab it. Realization hit her like a fucking boulder. Fear contorted her face faster than Flash. She began to sweat. That was the first sign of fear, her eyes got bigger than the moon. Her mouth was suddenly sealed shut. She didn't stand tall anymore.
"Nat so high an mighty now are we Miss Vale?"
"Joker"
J stuck his hand out once I dropped mine. He had it close to her mouth expecting her to kiss it. Once she did J laughed.
"I could tell you really mean that. Listen you flipped my dear Harley Quinn off whilst I was driving. Apologise"
Somehow plucking up some courage she had the audacity to reply in such a disrespectful way.
"N-no"
Looking to each other J and I agreed with our eyes to take her back to the torture room.
"Have it your way. Harley Quinn feel free to have some fun"
J had given me my jacket in our car trip so I use that to my advantage to pull my gun out.
"Still not goin ta say sorry?"
Vicky pleaded with me.
"Please please don't shoot. I'll do anything! Please! I'll leave town! I promise"
All just empty promises.
"Ya know what Vicky. I like you. I'll let ya go"
She and J looked skeptical at first before Vicky walked off. She was about to pick up pace before I shot her in the back. Shooting multiple times I make a smiley face on her back with my darts. Our goons pick up the body and place it with everyone else in the back. What an eventful night. I was left standing with my thoughts to keep my company. J had gone back to the car. Impatiently Mistah J beeps the horn, a sign I needed to move my ass.
"Comin Mistah J"
I tell even though it's pretty clear he can't hear me by the roar of the engine. Once I was in the car J and I continue our way back to the mansion.
"That was fun Mistah J! Thank ya for teachin me how ta swim"
Smiling, J responds.
"Well we can't have another incident like last time now can we? Oh and I almost forgot! Daddy has some business he has to attend to at the club. Hope you are up for some dancing"
Grinning from ear to ear I nod my head. Looks like there is a change of plans.
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My body was in sync with the music. Like the music was guiding my body to the beat. It was hypnotising and the crowd seemed to think so too. Everyone who was anyone was at the club welcoming me back. Riddler, Penguin, Two Face, Catwoman, Scarecrow even Poison Ivy had shown up for my return. Everytime I danced on the pole Mistah J would watch me and every time he would watch me I was always aware of the power I held. It was a dangerous unstable power, but I enjoyed the thrill. With Mistah J it was simple. I was pretty sure I had him all figured out, yet at the same time I barely knew him. He was my partner in crime one minute and a raging animal the next. His unpredictable nature was what kept me on my toes. It's actually quiet funny. He hardly says "I love you" because he is scared of his emotions.
Or maybe he's using you
Silly voices of course he loves me. He wouldn't have made me if he didn't love me. Continuing to sway my hips I climb up the pole and slide down slowly, making sure to drag it out extra long for Mistah J. Music was my only way of life as long as I was in the club. I loved off of drinks, adrenaline, and the power Mistah J allowed me to have. It was absolutely thrilling and it was turning me green. I was power hungry, but only without Mistah J. Once he returns to Alpha I'm bumped down. This was the normal. It was toxic, addicting, and dangerous, but boy did I love the rush it gave me. Adrenaline when I pulled the trigger was all I was acquainted with.
BAM
Sharply moving my hips side to side the sound echoes in my brain.
"HARLEY"
The voice was barley heard above the music, but still audible. It belonged to the one and only Poison Ivy. Exiting my glass prison I easily make my way through the crowd for they had parted seconds before.
"What's up Red?"
Giving me a small smile she grabs my shoulders and pulls me to a private room in the club. Penguin, Riddler, Two Face, Catwoman, and Scarecrow were all sitting in the middle of the room. There was a table with chairs and 2 of them were empty.
"Where is my Puddin?"
Small apologetic smiles were given to me.
"He won't be joining us on this mission darling"
Selina pushes her chair back and leads me to my chair. Sitting down I wait for someone to continue.
"Now Harley we have a special proposition for you sweetie"
Red lightly massages my shoulders like she's trying to butter me up. Well guess what it's not going to work, but it did feel good. Mistah J never massages me...
"We are robbing Gotham City Bank"
Now they have my attention.
"Ya mean Gotham city bank the most well guarded, throw the access key in a hole and throw away the hole Gotham Bank?"
Harvey grins to me and nods.
"Riddle me this Harl-"
"NO"
Everyone shouts in unison. Riddle sinks into his chair and the leather squeaks in unison.
"Ok lets get down to business. Are you in or are you too scared?"
Shooting Scarecrow an 'are you serious' look I respond.
"Ya talkin ta Harley Quinn here pal. Not some amateur. I'm all in fellas and gals"
"We'll contact you all as soon as possible and Harley don't tell Joker anything. Dismissed"
Everyone looked to each other and nodded. The group stood up and left. I was left in my chair deep in thought. How will I not be able to tell Mistah J? I won't crack I swear.
Yeah right
I don't need this negativity. Getting up I walk back to my box. I spent countless hours in here just to make Mistah J money. Frost had told me that as the reasoning behind his gift. I was ok with it though. Anything to make him happy. He was broken and I'd do anything to help him in any way possible. I'm going to keep my promise. Dancing my heart out I danced until the club closed. Even then I couldn't stop myself. I danced out my frustrations. J tried to get me out, but his voice couldn't get through my head. I just let the music guide my body and listened to the voices. I couldn't make out what they were saying besides the words "keep going" "please him". I was stuck in this endless loop. Nothing could snap me out of it. A few cleaners were cleaning. My eyes were playing a trick on me. Everywhere I looked showed my old cell. I was in my old cell. Guards were blocking every entrance. No food. No bed. No blankets. Freezing temperature. Cold atmosphere. No one was coming for me. Even Mistah J couldn't save me. Amanda was staring down on me with an evil grin. She kept repeating "hit her". My body kept convulsing. It wouldn't stop. Ne mercy was given to me. They were so cruel. But then again I treated people like this. I could still taste the strawberry. Then I saw it. I was in a straight jacket, and Mistah J was in the therapist chair. The roles were flipped. My hair was a wreck and streams of black makeup with colours were streaming down my face. The colors began to dance around the room. Like little ballerinas. They were so pretty. Reaching my hand out with the intention to touch them my hand makes contact with something else instead. Rough hands grabbed my arms and I jerked. The world was a blur of colours. Red, green, blue, purple, yellow, purple....
"STOP!!!"
Like a switch on the remote the world became clear and a pale face was staring down at me. It was his face. He was the one grabbing me. I'm safe. Relief was like a breathe of fresh air. I was panting on the floor of our living room. H-how did I get here. I tried to speak, but all that came out were choked sobs. All sense of language was just out of reach.
"It's ok. I'm right here"
J hugs me to his chest and rocks me back and forth. The same thing I did to him. It was the most comforting thing to me and to express that to Mistah J I try and give a weak smile. It backfires and my face contorts into a growl. My head was killing me.
"Let's get you up to bed baby"
He's never been this nice to me so I'm not going to do anything to ruin his nice streak. Communication still wasn't on my side. I tried to tell Mistah J "ok" but it came out as a choke.
"Shhhh Harley. We're going to bed. I'll have Frost get you some Grape soda."
Popping my eyes I can't believe he's doing this all for me.
"Don't get used to this babe ok?"
My excitement dulled, but I didn't let if muffle my left over excitement. He picked me up and walked us to our room. We passed by the indoor gym and I've never wanted anything more than to escape into there. Mistah J wants me to drink my soda and sleep so I guess that's what's going to happen. I wonder when the group will contact me. J saw my face and wrapped his arms tighter around my body, causing my face to be pressed harder into his chest. I loved this feeling. Wait..what was I talking about? I'll have time to remember tomorrow. Right now was Mistah J's time. He set me on the bed, undressed me, and slipped my red lace garment onto my body. He stopped his hands from wandering my body when they met my curves. He growls, but ultimately ends up controlling himself. What a gentleman! As promised Frost enters the room and gives me my soda. He leans down and hugs me.
"Welcome back Clown-Girl"
A giggle escapes my lips. My will to respond to him was strong. I wanted to look strong in front of Mistah J.
"hiya frosted t-tips"
Smiling as brightly as the sun to him Frost gives me my soda and walks out.
"Now Harley girl it's time to go to sleep"
A pout pulls my lip out.
"Awww Mistah J I want ta have some fun. Come on ya know ya want ta. Come play with me."
Rolling his eyes J crawls into bed with me and turns out the light.
"No"
His voice demanded obedience. Well guess I'll have to play dirty. On my hands and knees I crawl on the bed. I'm getting what I want. Like I told Griggs I sleep with who I want, when I want, where I want. Creeping up the side of the bed it indents from my weight. That was phase one: let him know your there. Silently I creep up on him. Phase two. My hand glided across his body reaching for something. AHAH! A hand. Before I could flip him I end up under the piercing gaze of J. His eyes pools of lust, practically overflowing.
"Say it"
He demanded it from me. Submission. Sadly that wasn't on my agenda.
"No"
Once the word left my mouth I knew what was coming and I welcomed it. A slap across the cheek. The pain triggers a few giggles from my mouth.
"Say it"
Shaking my head I silently tell him no. My infamous grin painted across my lips. Roughly biting at the air I send him a warning that I'm not the good girl Harleen anymore. Poor sap didn't even get her own Mistah J. Sucks for her because she's dead now. J held my wrists above my head not allowing any movement. Leaning forward I lick his stomach. A small distraction. It worked. Using my small window I flip him under me and put a knife to his throat. Mimicking him I repeat his words.
"Say it"
Maniacal laughter dances from his lips around the air.
"You'll regret that darling"
My brain wandered to all the delightfully painful things he would do to me. Licking my lips I pop open my pocket knife.
"Please"
I flip us back over and he takes the knife from my lips. A devilish grin crosses his face before he begins the sweet torture. My body ached for this. The pleasure with the pain. He slid the flat side of the cold knife across my stomach sending goosebumps across my body. All of a sudden he flips the knife a cuts a deep gash in my stomach. Not enough to kill me, but enough to cause pain.
"M-more!"
I yelled. J growled at me like a furious animal.
"More what?"
He was in full animal mode. He snarled the words at me. I guess I'll have to give in.
"More daddy!"
With an approving snarl we dance in the sheets until morning.
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My body eventually fell limp in his arms. I hadn't slept in a while. My mind was in complete bliss. I was back.