Dr. Harleen Quinzel
I stirred in my sleep as I felt Slade's arms get tighter around me.I turned around and saw his peaceful face.I put my hand on his cheek and smiled.But my smile faded.I removed my hand and pulled the blanket over my breasts. I slept with Slade.
I....no... I was confused. I thought I was over Slade and was all about Joker.I fought against him, but I couldn't lie to my self. There was a part of me that still cared for Slade. And that side of me took over.
I pulled away from Slade's arms. As I got up, I softly walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower.
I put on a loose dress pants and a tight yellow shirt.I put light makeup and brushed my hair. When I walked out of my room, I saw that Slade was still asleep on the living room floor. I searched for his clothes and fold them. I placed it on a pillow on the floor.
It was just a moment of weakness... I need to get out of here. I left my apartment and drove to Arkham. When I walked in I was greeted my Dr. Strange.
"Dr.Quinzel...What are you doing her?It's your day off."
"Heh, I know but I need to clear my head. Ironic that I came here,"I joked as I went to my office. After an hour of hitting myself mentality I decided that I had to talk to him. I know his schedule he should be in the mess hall for patients.
I walked there and was surprised when I didn't find him.Ugh, Puddin' where are you? I turned to a guard."Excuse me, do you know where Patients 4176 is?"
"He's in a session, Doctor." He answered as I almost laughed in his face.
"You must have to wrong information. I want to know where patient--."
"4176. Alias The Joker, he was a caught during the breakout at Blackgate on December 25. I know exactly who you are talking about and he is in a session. Room D if you want to see for yourself."
I was at a last of words and quickly walked to room D. This can't be happening. I am his Doctor!
I was now in front of room D. The two guards asked what I wanted. I didn't answer as I walked to the doors glass window. I saw Joker talking to Dr. Leland. I gasped in shock when I saw her slide her hand on top of his.
I backed away with tears in my eyes. No...why would he do that. Is this karma for what I did with Slade?
I saw as the guards asked if I was well. I said nothing but walk to my office. I slammed the door as I threw myself at my sofa and cried.
I never felt this type of pain in all my life. I felt like my world was being pulled away from me. I know! I know what I did with Slade was wrong, but I could explain it to him. I know he would understand.
What hurts is the idea that Joker would prefer Leland over me. I pulled away from my sofa and took a calming breath. I held on to myself as I kept crying.I can't even comprehend this pain in my heart. I now know that I am ment for him. When I slept with Slade, I felt want and desire.But just by being with Joker I feel need and love. He is my everything... Slade is something that Harleen is holding on to.
Harleen needs to die! I am Harley and she is nothing without her clown prince!I got up from my sofa and went to my desk and drowned myself in work. I spent the night in my office. I didn't sleep. Just worked and think. Now it was late at night, maybe I should head home. But in a weird way, Arkham was feeling like home.
I then heard a knock on my door.I opened it to Dr. Leland.
"Hello Doctor, how are you?The guards told me that last night you were outside during my session with J-J."
"What...What did you call him?" I angrily asked as Leland placed her hand over her mouth.
"Oh! How silly of me!I know I have always been so strict on alias, but what's the harm? It's a bit funny because he has nicknamed me JoJo." I went inside my office and shook away my anger.
How dare she give him a nickname?! I grabbed a box of folders and walked out of my office. When I walked out I saw almost all the light off in the hall.Dammit! I must have worked the whole time and it seemed like it was only Leland and I left.The rest were partroling guards. I frowned when I saw Leland walk behind me.
"Let me help you,"She then picked up a single folder from the top of the box. I stopped walking and glare at her. She is beyond annoying me.We walked to my car, it was the only one is sight.
I opened the trunk and listened as Leland babbled away.
"It was so very sad that his mother was a drinker. Poor thing was forced to work all day to--."
"What? It wasn't his mother who was the drinker...it was his father. See you don't know a thing about him!" I yelled as I dropped the box in the trunk. I unknowingly was now holding the hammer I had in my trunk. I saw as Leland backed away.
"You know what's funny? You only saw his smile! But I saw his frown! Do you even know anything about him? Did you really listen? How did he get that scar below his chin? His father threw the bottle of liquor at him cause it was the wrong one! Why does he laugh at gutted fish?! The noise reminds him of the first time he drowned someone!"
"Harleen,..please calm down!" She said as tears streamed down her cheek as she eyed the hammer.
"My name is Harley!" I swunged the hammer across her head.She fell sideways into my trunk. She lifted her arm up and shield herself.
"Please..I'm...sorry..."
I don't know what came over me but I swung repeatedly at her head. I didn't stop until her body stopped shaking. I dropped the hammer in my trunk. My low giggles echoed all around.
I stared at her lifeless body. Her head was cracked and blood was pouring out. I stepped back and glared at my hands that were covered in blood.
I killed her. I killed her!
I was in utter shock. No, I must be having a nightmare! I looked around my surroundings.
There were no cars or people so I quickly pushed her body in the trunk. I ran inside my car and quickly drove away. As I drove, I heard her body move inside the trunk.
I have no clue what to do. I kept driving until I knew what to do. I barley saw the road in front of me as I was shaking with anxiety. I really need help!
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