𝐼𝐼 𝐵𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝐵𝒶𝓇𝓈 • Joshler ⭐️ COMPLETED II

💫 ɪɴsᴀɴᴇ 💫

December, 1, 2017

💫 Tyler's Point Of View 💫

"Yo, Joseph! Open the door!"

I groaned and rubbed my eyes, then I sat up in bed.

"It's two in the morning, Harley! What do you want?!" I yelled.

"For you to open this door!"

I growled and got out of bed, went down the hall of my apartment, and opened my front door.

Harley stood there with her arms crossed. When she saw me she grinned and hugged me.

"Happy Birthday!"

I shrugged.

"Oh come on, Tyler. We need to do something interesting," she insisted.

"I'm trying to stay low, you know that. So chill out. Can't have the cops on me," I started.

I looked at her hair and then down at what she was wearing.

"and with you walking up to my apartment looking like this ain't helping."

I grab her by her arm and drag her into my house.

"Getcha paws off me, Tyler," she said, in that weird accent of hers, smacking her gum.

I shut the door and locked it, then closed the windows.

I got some clothes out my room and tossed them to her.

"Change," I said.

She grinned, and began taking her shirt off.

"No!" I yelled, "in the bathroom, you sl-"

"Okay, okay," she giggled then skipped to the bathroom.

💫

Harley slams the brakes hard, in my Saturn.

"Quit it, Harley! This cost me an arm!"

She laughed.

She reaches into the backseat and grabs an AK-47 then hands it to me.

"I know how good it makes you feel when ya' kill, so I gotcha dis," she says.

I admire the gun. Turning it over and testing the trigger before I loaded it.

"Wow, Harley, this must've cost a fortune," I said, in amazement.

She laughed and honked the horn of my car.

"I wouldn't know! Stole it from a veteran!"

I shake my head, but laugh nonetheless.

She grabs her hammer.

"Ya ready?"

"Born ready," I answered.

💫

We walked into a casino.

Harley beat up the guys, then stole their money.

Me? I shot everyone in sight. Shot while spinning in circles. Shot with my eyes closed. Love this new gun.

Harley smashed glass tables and windows.

I was so lost in my own world that I didn't see a lady calling the cops.

And before I knew it, it was too late.

Harley got away.

I got arrested, on my birthday.