A Crazy Love

Games | Ch.10

Harley's P.O.V

I rounded a corner and heard Mistah J's men.  They're close. Bye bye, Bats. I thought to myself with a smile. Honestly. You trap a murderous criminal's girlfriend, leave her weapons in a room with her, and don't have an alarm ; what did he think was gonna happen?! I walked a little faster, my gun still in my right hand. Then, before I could even blink, my gun was kicked from my hand and Bats grabbed me. He wrapped one arm around my hip, with a grip like iron, keeping me still. There was a cool, hard , object pressed against my head. A gun. Damn it! Mistah J walked around the corner and saw us standing there. "Don't think about pulling that trigger, Bats." He said in a deep, loud, growl. His goons aimed all their guns at Bat, and stood. Awaiting an order. "You honestly think I'm afraid of you? I have no reason to be." He laughed. I growled and tried to move, and he pressed the gun harder in my head. "You take a step closer and she dies, 'Puddin' " he smiled mockingly. Mistah J's lips curled into a hatred-filled grimace. "Only. Harley. Calls. Me. Puddin'." He growled. "I'm not playing  your games , Bats." He said in a low voice.  You're so screwed...   I thought to myself ask Bats shifted his footing.  kick... do SOMETHING. Fight! I can't! He'll kill Mistah J! Fine. Die then.   SHUT UP! Mistah J is gonna fix this! I had to focus. I didn't have time for the voices' antics right now. Batman cocked the gun and placed his finger lightly on the trigger. "I'll pull it."
I'll pull it...
I bit down hard on his hand, and he released, yelling. I grabbed his gun and hit him in the nose with it. Then all hell broke loose.
Batman punched me in the face. Hard. My vision blurred. Stay up. Stay up.
Mistah J tried to shoot, but Bat ran and slammed his fist into his stomach. "NO!!!" I screamed as I ran over and jumped onto his back. The goons had ran away, out into the streets. Only Bats, Six, me, and Mistah J remained. I began punching. Anywhere. He grabbed my shoulders and slammed me on the floor.

Joker's P.O.V

The goons ran as soon as Bats punched Harley. Cowards!!! More people to kill.... Rage surged through my veins when I saw him hit her. She was dazed and confused, and he took advantage of it. He ran over to me, punching me in the gut. I doubled over and Harley ran over to us. She screamed and jumped on his back, punching whatever part of his face she could, before he slammed her to the ground. "HARLEY!!" I yelled as I heard bones crack. I grabbed my gun and shot at Batman. I didn't have time to aim, so I only hit his shoulder. He was dazed but then ran at me again. I shot him multiple times in the legs, and he fell the the floor. He laid in a pool of blood, crying out in agony. Harley wasn't moving. At all. I ran over to her, forgetting about Bats. I felt over her throat and wrists. There wasn't a pulse. "HARLEY! COME ON!! WAKE UP!" I yelled furiously as I tried to perform CPR. I tried mouth-to-mouth. Come on... God, Please. Bring her back. I know I haven't prayed since I was kid. But I need her. I love her. Please. Bring. Her. back. Please wake her up. I thought as tears began rolling down my face. Bats squirmed, and I slowly raised up. I walked over to him. "THIS IS YOUR FAULT. SHE'S DEAD. BECAUSE OF YOU!!" I kicked him in  the face, and only stopped when he stopped flinching. "YOU DESERVED TO DIE. GOOD RIDDANCE, BATS!" I spat as I walked back to Harley and kneeled at her side. I held her hands in mine and sobbed. Please. Just bring her back. I can't do this without her. Please. "Please. Please. You can't do this!" I said through sobs. I tried CPR again, along with mouth-to-mouth. It had only been a couple of minutes. Maybe she still had a chance. Six stood outside, not wanting to interrupt. He knew I'd be mad and take it out on him. "Six!" "Joker, look I'm sorry, but-" I didn't let him finish. "Call an ambulance. Call the police. Something. I need her to live."
"J, they'll arrest her! They'll arrest you!"
"I DON'T CARE. CALL THEM. NOW!"
"Ok, Joker. Fine."  He agreed reluctantly.
I threw him my phone and he dialed. I sat my Harley's side, rocking back and forth slightly, whispering to her. Hoping she could still hear me.
"Yes, what's your emergency?"
"There's been a shoot-out. There's a severely injured woman. We need help. Hurry, please."
"Ok sir, what's your address?"
"Ma'am, I don't know, we were attacked on the streets," he lied as he continued. "Just please track the phone."
She sighed and then followed it up.
"Ok sir. We're on our way."
*click*
"Thank you." I said quietly.
"Don't thank me, Joker. You should leave though. You have to be able to save her if they do arrest her. One of you has to make it." "I'M NOT LEAVING HER. YOU CAN'T MAKE ME. NOBODY CAN." I yelled, gripping her hands tighter. He kept his voice calm. "J, you have to. She'll be ok. I promise. I'll take care of her. Go. You can trust me." I knew I could, but I couldn't leave her. Not like this. After a long silence, I finally gave in. "Fine." I growled quietly. I kissed her gently on the forehead, and let go of her hands. I heard sirens in the background as I got in the Lamborghini and drove off to the warehouse.

Hey guys! I know I do a lot of cliffhangers, but I'm gonna update again later tonight so you don't have to wait as long. Does Harley live, or must Joker learn to go on without her?