A Crazy Love

Taken | Ch.7

Harley's P.O.V.

We got in the car and drove home, with the babies in the backseat. "Harley, when did you leave?" Mistah J finally asked. I looked at him, but he was staring at the road, white-knuckled from gripping the wheel. "When you went to get your coffee." He nodded and I continued. "You went downstairs, and I thought, 'Well, the babies can come with me, and the back door is on the opposite side of the house from the kitchen' , so I lead the babies down the stairs, locking our door behind me. I knew you'd be mad so I left a note explaining it, then I just- left."
   I told him everything. I didn't think he was mad anymore, so it didn't really matter. "Well, I just want you to know," he started. "That you scared the hell out of me." I suddenly felt bad for leaving. I was being selfish. I should've never left my Puddin' in the first place. "The fact that you did leave... shows that you've got.. a lottt of nervvvee...". He growled slowly. "Puddin' - "
"SHUT UP! If you want to leave, then leave." He suddenly stopped the car, and got out and walked to my side of the luxurious sports vehicle. He jerked open the door, and waved his hands in front of him. "You wanna leave me, Harley?!"
"No, Mistah J. I don't. I should've never left. I'm sorry." I said as a weak response. " ohhhh...That's a good answer, Harley." He had an edge to his voice. I liked it, but it also terrified me.

Joker's P.O.V.

I still can't get over the fact that she left. You should re-pay her, Joker! Put her through the hell she put you through... Good ideaaaa... I couldn't help but agree with the voices. Harley needed to feel how I felt when I saw that note. Betrayed. Hurt. Pained. And I was gonna give it to her when we got home. I wasn't going to talk. I didn't want stray feelings to leak into the soon-to-come "surprise".
  We finally got home, and I parked the car at the back of the house/warehouse. On the outside, we made sure it looked like an abandoned storage house. But the inside looked like a fabulous mansion. I liked it that way. I kept everything up-to-date. From my clothes, to my stylish nightclub across town.
   I own this city.
   I smiled to myself as I got out of the car and walked over to Harley's side. I opened the door and she stepped out. As soon as she did, I lifted her up and lead her into the house. I walked us up to the bedroom and laid her on the floor so she could stand. She looked at me and smiled, and I promptly back-handed her across the face.
  "How does it feel, HARLEY?!? To be HIT! WHERE. IT. HURTS." She stayed on the ground and looked at me in horror. I didn't care. "Puddin' I-"
"SHUT UP!!! YOU HURT ME, HARLEY. ITS YOUR TURN NOW."
  I kicked her in the stomach and she clutched it tightly as she yelped in pain. The hyenas came running in and tried to attack me. The boy came in first. He ran at me and jumped. He was in-air when I pushed him back down and kicked him. He scampered away and the girl followed. She didn't even try. "You.... MONSTER!!" She yelled. "HOW DARE YOU HURT OUR BABIES?!?!"
Our. She said our. She said- oh my god.
  She got up and punched me while I was still shocked by  her previous words. Now I was even more pissed. "You think you're tough, DON'T YOU?!?" I yelled. She grabbed a gun and aimed it at my head, tears streaming down her face.
   Then it hit me. She had no problem with killing me. She didn't love me. "Come on. Do it. Do it, do it, do it, do it." There was a short pause as she stared at me. "DO IT!!!" I yelled as I advanced closer to her. I grabbed the gun out of her hands and she just stared. "HA...HA...AHHHHH."
  I laughed as I pointed it mockingly at my head. She stared at me in deep horror and hatred as she spun in her heel and walked out, tears rolling down her face.

Harley's P.O.V.

That's it. No more. I'm tired of this and I don't want to see him again. He doesn't take me seriously.
  But you still love him. You love the abuse. The craziness. You love. Him.
  They said in unison.
Why do you always work against me?!? I yelled in my head at the voices. We tell the truth. No matter how painfully true it is. You know you want to stay with him. His craziness is why you love him. You'll never find someone else like him. Don't go....
  The voices stopped after that. And they were right. There was no amount of torture he could do to drive me away. Nothing.
   He had control, and I loved it. But I couldn't turn around and face him yet. I had to leave for a little while, let us both clear our heads. I walked out the front door, and Batman was there. I screamed and tried to run, but he grabbed me. "PUDDIN'!!!!! HELP!!! ITS BAT-" He covered my mouth and ran with me in his arms.
  "HARLEY!!!!" Mistah J ran out of the house trying to chase after B-man, but we were gone. Bats couldn't cover my mouth while running so I kept yelling. "YOU HAVE TO COME FOR ME!!! PLEASE!! MISTAH J HELP ME!!!!!" "HANG ON HARLEY!!! I'M COMING!!!!!" After that, Batman elbowed me in the forehead, and the last thing I heard before blacking out, were the screams from Mistah J.

I'm sorry!! I know it's another cliffhanger, but you'll just have to read it to find out if Mistah J gets his Harley back.