Info:Harley is still locked up somewhere away from the Jokers reach. He has no clue where and the pain starts to hit him while he's sleeping.-
<<<Jokers P.O.V>>>
I felt so disorientated. I was in a room full of mirrors. The only reflection being my confused expression staring back at me. My hair was slicked back and I wore a straight jacket. My ankles were also restrained, being tied to one another, stopping me from moving too fast. I examined the room more, but I couldn't find the escape door. I usually liked to play this trick on people but if it was me on the other side of the mirrors. Not being the victim. A sick knot twisted in my stomach as I began to frantically look around.
My head suddenly snapped around at the sound of a high pitch, agonising scream. "Harley?" I whispered seeing her tensed face appear on one of the flat mirrors. It creased in pain as another deafening scream left her mouth. It shook me to the core seeing her like this. She looked to be strapped to a chair. Nothing was touching her, so I couldn't see what was harming her.
I ran over, shouldering the image. The mirror didn't budge and I was left with an aching shoulder. Her face still appeared, but this time it had changed. She had minor cuts and bruises along her jaw and lips. It looked like someone had beaten her. My heart shattered as I felt my breath hitch. No one touches my property.
I growled taking a couple of steps back. Deciding to go for a run up I take off. Sprinting as best as possible despite the tight cuffs around my ankles. I leap and crash into her reflection. I fall to the ground doubling over. I hear her scream. I looked up and blood is rushing from her nose while her eyes begin to blacken.
I get up off my knees, feeling my eyes begin to burn as I began to breath heavily. My fists balled under the jacket, it's soft fabric rising and falling with each harsh breathe I took. I looked around but couldn't see any other figures, just her own. Her platinum hair looked wiry and had blood stains mixed into it, like it hadn't been washed in weeks. She began to squeeze her eyes shut, a thin layer of sweat was forming on her forehead as I looked away.
I couldn't bare to watch anymore but the image just appeared on the opposing mirror. This was torture for both of us. I never thought anyone could ever torture the Joker, but this was definitely a way to go at it. Whoever was behind this had brains, but I was going to give them a slow and painful death, along with everyone they love.
I know she is strong so I don't understand why she is giving this person the satisfaction by showing weakness and pain. I taught her better than this. I spin on my heel to see her image change.
This time my heart stops.
Her light blue eyes are dim and lifeless. Her screams had halted and her erratical breathing had stopped. Her head hung back over the chair, no support in any of her body.
I didn't want to think the worst. I couldn't let myself think that. She was the infamous Harley Quinn. She can't die. I won't allow it.
I collapse to my knees hanging my head low.
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I suddenly jolt up in bed. My heavy breathing being the only sound in my room. I look around, confused to what I had just witnessed until it all processed. It was just a nightmare. I look to my right, my heart sinking. She wasn't there. And she hadn't been there for a good month now.
My hair was sticking to my forehead and my pillow was drenched in sweat. I felt exhausted but couldn't help but let the burning sensation in my eyes take over. And before I knew it I was curled up, sobbing quietly into her pillow. The tears were streaming down my cheeks but nothing could be heard. They always say silent crying is the worst. The pain in my heart and chest proved that. It was unbearable.
I sobbed for a good hour before I soon began to drift off to sleep. My blurred room being the last thing I could see before it all went black. And I was gone into the world of sleep. Without my Harley Quinn by my side.
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