the truth ( joker fan fiction )

Harley Quinn

"Quick! Hide under the bed or something. just hide!" Joker whisper screams to me jumping out of the bed and runs to the room door.

I sit all alone in Jokers bedroom. All alone. This isn't even funny.

I do as Joker told me to do and hide under the bed. I touch my lips thinking about what almost happen, when Jokers laughter is to hear from somewhere else in the house.

I know Harley Quinn was the one he went to meet. And she is also the reason I am hiding under Jokers bed. But why I am fine with the fact that Joker still thinks of Harley more than me? no, I am not fine. It is really hurtful. He says he don't even like Harley! I have probably said this before, but this man is a twisted mystery I am never going to fully understand.

I can hear Joker and Harley talk, but can't quite hear what they are talking about. I try to lay still waiting for something, anything, to happen.

After about 15 minutes I am about to give up. I let out a quiet sight, then suddenly I hear footsteps outside.
I can hear the door open and close again. I also hear... water sounds?

I close my eyes trying to get my senses sharpened. No way.. that sound is definitely not water! someone is having a pretty good make out session.

Suddenly out of nowhere one of the persons is thrown on the bed and I hear Joker say; "You have no idea how horny I am right now"

No.. no no no no no!
shit! oh, god fuck no! they are going to have it right above me!? here!? Now!?

I feel my tummy twitch of embarrassment and fear, but suddenly going from fear to jealousy. I can feel my jaw clench as I hear what Harley's response is; "Oh, Mistah J. Just take me already!"

whore...

Harley lets out a set of moans trying to get Joker even more 'horny'.

what is the word I am looking for..? oh, that's right! whore!
man, now I really hate Harley...

Well, fuck this. If Joker insist me and him are not a real thing, then two can play that game! I actually have no idea how to play this game but it can't be that hard.. I just got to find some I like more than this and see where it goes. Not real for Joker, not real for me.

By the weight of the bed I can feel that Joker is climbing on the bed as well.

"sorry, puddin'. Mistah J is tired. got to meet a 'friendly face' today, and it got a little rough"

He is definitely referencing to Batman. 'friendly face' got to be ironic.

"oh, all right! We- We could just cuddle in?" Harley tries.

"GET OUT" Joker suddenly yells pushing Harley out of bed. "I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU"

Oh, daym..

Harley let out a yelp as she stumbles out of the room. She starts to cry and closes the door.

I don't dare to move. What the hell just happened?

"Are you coming up here, or do you want to sleep on the floor?" Joker says with a chuckle.

"I, uh.." I say weakly crawling out from under the bed. "You were maybe a little rough to Harley?" I say half hearted laying down in bed as far away from Joker as possible.

"neh. She'll be fine. I was just worried she would kill you and maybe skin you or something..." Joker says dragging me to him.

I smile to my self. "You? The Joker? worried over other people than yourself?" I say teasingly.

"Yeah? It would be a shame if something happened to you! my plans would have been ruins"

oh, right. I am a part of his 'plan'. How could I forget? No, I won't forget. This is not real, this is a game.

((sorry for short chapter! I have a lot of homework to do and I thought that you guys deserved a chapter anyway so.. sorry it is short and shitty))