(Harley and Deadpool) The hit (Complete)

Mr J

Harley P.O.v
I lazily woke up to the sound of the bedroom door slamming shut and the sound of loud angry footsteps echoed down the hallowed hall. I reached my weak hand out to feel a warm empty spot beside me.
If J's up then I better get up too, I don't want a repeat of  last time"  the dark thought crossed my hazy mind.
I opened my eyes and stared ahead, as my blurred vision cleared to show the dirty brown cracks in the wall above my bed. Bugs crawled in and out of the holes, as if they owned the place. I groggily  made my way to the bathroom stumbling over a pile of J's rumpled purple silk suit, tumbling to the floor. My already bloody and bruised elbow coming into contact with the cold concreate floor. A small tear inched down my face as I finished my trek to the small bathroom and turned on the vanity mirror lights.
Looking over the battered condition of my bruise covered fair skin you'd think I got in a nasty bar fight, but no, just the aftermath of another 'action packed' night with J. I stared further at my reflection inspecting evert aspect of the broken person before me, my greasy red and blue locks were knotted on clumps around my face as my black lacey bra hung loosely around my shoulders.
I'm a mess I thought to myself.
I grabbed my signature red and blue bodice, wrapping it around my slim frame and working on the knots in the back. Along with my boy shorts, framing my a little too wide hips. I picked up my trusty brush and started at knots near the back of my hair, ending with two loose ponytails as always. I grabbed my makeup pallet and started to attempt to cover up the bruises my clothes didn't hide to no avail.
After looking in the mirror once again I considered my appearance for a moment, deeming it acceptable. I weakly stepped out of the bathroom, surprised to see J standing in our bedroom doorway, his lanky frame leaning against the doorframe.
"Hey Puddin" I exclaimed cheerfully, running forward to throw my arms around my love. His expression remained sour as always, swiftly pushing a large blue print towards me.
"Memorize it" he said and walked away, not even remotely allowing any contact. I sighed sitting down I started to unfold and look over the large map like paper. 

2 hours later

I gingerly opened the freezer and took out two bloody T-bone steaks. I kept them in my hand as I walked down to the underground cages. As I walked I passed by many of J's thugs and goons but they never looked at me J made sure of that. I descended the stairs to find the door ajar. I opened the door to find two empty cages and bloodied paw prints leading up another stair case. circling to the other side of the cage I saw a dead thug of J's ripped to shreds. I ignored the pieces of chewed up flesh everywhere and followed the paw prints up the stairs and down another hall. "Harley" I heard J call my name. I followed the sound of J's voice which happens to be were the paw prints lead. The voice led to J's office. So did the paw prints. Oh no I thought. "HARLEY GET YOUR ASS IN HERE" I started to walk towards the door
Jokers p.o.v
As the door handle turned my anger fueled. She really messed up this time. She walked in with an innocent  smile
on her face. "what's wrong puddin?" she asked looking at the damage of my office. "You're pets ruined MY OFFICE" I yelled to get the point across her think skull. "I'm so sorry J, punish me I deserve it. " she said closing her eyes. I. reached into my waist band saying "I've got a punishment for you." Smiling evily I shot Harley in the calf. She screamed out holding her leg and falling onto the floor.  I walked up to her still holding the gun and smashed it into her back. "now...... you'll......learn......to......not......mess......up" I yelled in between kicking Harley in the rib cage. "I'm so sorry" Harley yelled in between tears. "Get out of you slut" I stated spitting on Harley and sitting at my desk. As I started to reorganize the papers back onto my desk. Harley started a slow crawl towards the door the injured leg dragging lifelessly behind her. Harley used the door knob to  pull herself up and started to limp towards my desk "puddin" she said, her voice shaky and nervous. "Is there any way you could forgive me, please I'll do anything" she begged forcing herself into her knees clenching her teeth through the pain. Harley' s pleading eyes stared holes into me as she bit her lip to force out the obvious pain she was in. I stood up towering over her small frame unfazed by her pleading. "Promise you'll never be bad again?" I stated sternly. Harley nodded vigorously at me. "Yes I will" she pleaded. "Lies" I yelled and kicked Harley in neck sending her flying across the room. "Now leave" I said sitting back down at my desk. I watched smugly as Harley took five minutes to get back to her feet her leg was practically covered in blood. She slowly hobbled towards the door and opened it. "I love you puddin" she smiled weakly and left. Not seven seconds later there was a knock on the door.  "Come in" I said reluctantly. Harley hobbled in. I stoped for a second to admire my work.
Wow
I thought
I really did a number on her. She had a frown on her face.
"Why so serious?" I asked with a sinister smile on my face. Her expression didn't change. "Puddin there's something I need to tell you."