2. Why Bother?

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Chapter 2: Why Bother? **flashback**

Dear Marley,
I killed father, he deserved it. I don't care what you think, his body is upstairs. I hate you with love.
Harley

Reading that note, stopped my heart, my blood turned to ice. Mickey was still with me, but I ran upstairs to see the damage.

Why would she kill him? Has she gone mad? I fell to my knees, defeated. Strong arms wrapped around me, and I felt his body heat. I felt safe. He picked me up, and he slowly moved me, away from the blood. He took me down stairs and planted me on the couch. He then told me to stay put.

I knew what he meant, he was going to clean it all up, so that it no longer, would bother me. I was glad that I meant him. He helped me through a lot in my life. To think and know that, his protection would be gone soon, hurt me.

After awhile he came back. He told me, he had phoned police. He wrapped his arms around me, and he stayed with me, until the police arrived.

They walked in, and we both jumped up from the couch.
"Where is the crime?"
"Upstairs"
"Do you know who would do this?"

I looked at Mickey, I didn't want to say that my sister did it, but I knew I had too.

"My twin sister, Harley Quinn"

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