Harley Quinn (a fan fiction)

Chapter seventeen

POV: Poison Ivy

"What do you want Ivy?"

"Um can I just speak to Harley?"

I notice a tear form in his eyes when I said Harley's name. I raise a eyebrow, "is everything ok?"

"I think Harley is...dead."

My eyes widened as tears came to my eyes. I rush inside and run into her bedroom. I let out a small cry, her motionless body lay on the bed. I shake my head, this can't be happening!

I sat down next to her body and started crying. How can she...who...why...? I look down when I hear a faint breathing. Harley's stomach starts to move up and down slowly, joy filling within me. She opened her eyes, blinked a couple of times, then looked at me. I smile and hug her, with all my strength.

"Red? You're hugging me tight" she said, gasping.

I laugh and stop hugging her, "sorry, Harley. It's just that...that I thought you were dead!"

She smiles and whispers, "I thought I was too."

POV: the Joker

I look up when Ivy walks out of the house, smiling ear to ear. Why would she be happy that Harley died? I close my eyes as memories started playing over and over in my head.

I someone clear their throat, "you alright, Puddin'?"

I opened my eyes and my jaw drops, "Harley! I thought you were dead!"

I jump up and run over to her, picking her up and hugging her, not wanting to let her go.