The Joker stood over me with the pen leveled with my right eye. I was so sure he was gonna kill me and I didn't care. He has ruined my life and all I want is to die.
He stared at me for a few moments, "Oh Harleen, I'm not gonna kill ya, I'm not gonna even hurt ya, but I'm warning you if you ever speak to me like that again there will be consequences, do you understand?" He demands
"Why? Why won't you kill me?" I ask desperately
"Because doll, there's more to life than some low-life guy, and wanting to die for him proves just how low and not worth it you are."
"You killed the only thing I had in my life, and you want me to suffer?"
"Oh doll, there's so many things you have to learn in life, first, you have me, so you're not alone, and second, yes I do want you to suffer. You wanna know why, because you'll never get any where if you can't fight the pain and you wanting to die makes this no fun." He says dark and sarcastic
I have him? Out all people he says I have him? No. I hate him, I despise him for everything he's done, I can't stand the thought of him.
I sit on the table, broken hearted and depressed.
He walks over to me, puts the pen down beside my left leg and puts his cold pale hand on my cheek,"Oh doll, I know you're upset with me about what I did but..."
He stops and looks down almost apologetic
"But can't we just kiss and makeup." He starts laughing.
I push him away in disgust
"I mean what did you expect, after they killed him, they told me all about it. Did you know that he was a fighter and a screamer? His laugh was now echoing through this whole room. I feel so sick I can't breathe.
"Shut up!"
"And one my boys slit his throat, blood was just everywhere, but I had to shoot one of them for repeatedly stabbing him to death. That was little extreme."
I couldn't listen to any more I had to get out before I puked. I head to the door and open it, as I try to open it he's pushes it closed. Pushes me against the door and puts his two hands on each side of my head.
"Then they went through his stuff and found that beautiful diamond ring." He just reminded me that I had in my back pocket, hopefully it isn't broken.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because sweets, you woke me up and I'm not in very caring and giving mood right now." He growls dark and intense.
Then the guards busted through the door without warning, knocking over both me and Joker. They grab him, restrain him and put him in a straight jacket, while they're putting it on he's constantly laughing. I run out there, I felt like I couldn't breathe after everything he said I couldn't hold it in any more. So I go my office lock the door and just cry a river.
After 30 minutes of crying, Lauren came in and tries to calm me down. "What happened ?"
"He killed him, he had his men kill him, he's been sending me letters." I say through my sobs barely to be made out.
She puts her hands to her mouth shocked. "Oh my god, I am so sorry"
"Not as sorry as I am."
After I said that, Dr.Reynolds comes in.
"I'm sorry you've been through all of this, so I decided that you're gonna take a break from the Joker and I'm gonna give you for tomorrow, a new patient.....Poison Ivy
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FanfictionHow would it make Harleen feel if she found romantic but obsessive poems from the Joker. She didn't know how he put them there or how he even knows where she lives. She finds them in her office and her apartment. But what letter or poem would he wri...
