You're His Favorite Joke

Chapter 27: About damn time!

~~~~~~~Dr. Harleen Quinzel~~~~~~~

I quickly ran up to the door and knocked several times. Please open! I mentally yelled. When finally the door was pulled open.

"Harleen? What's the matt--, "Slade stopped talking as he looked me up and down. He was confused and pulled me into his apartment.

"What the hell happened?!" Slade quietly whispered as he checked that no one was in the hallway as he closed his door.

He quickly turned to me and grabbed my wrist. He examined the blood on my hands. He retreated his eyes up to me and asked between his teeth who's was it.

"A lady at my job. Slade, she just made me so angry. I couldn't control myself!" I started to yell which made Slade put his hand over my mouth.

"You need to shut up. I am going to move my hand and you won't say a word. OK?"

I just shook my head as I felt tears stream from my face.When he removed his hand I muffled a small groan. Slade put his hand over his head and took a steady breath.

"OK...I'll take care of it. Where is she at now?"

"I-in my trunk."

"In your trunk...OK...you know I killed people before so this won't be a big deal for me. I just need you to trust me. Hand over your keys." As Slade said this I gave him my keys.

"What you're going to do is stay here and take a shower. Clean off all the blood and throw away your clothes in a bag. Put the bag next to my garbage and I'll deal with it."

"Wait! What am I going to change into?"

Slade looked around and shrugged his shoulders.

"You can wear one of my shorts and shirts."

"What about a bra and underwear? "I asked a bit shaky.

"Oh my God, Harleen! I've seen you naked! Why are you being so picky? "Slade said as his sliver hair covered his sweaty forehead.

I couldn't form a response as I replied was countless mumbles. Slade just took a hard breath and looked deep in my eyes and spoke between his teeth.

"I'll get you some clothes from your apartment...happy?"

I nodded as he pointed to his bathroom and stiffly walked away. I walked in to the all white bathroom. I began to remove the bloody clothes.

I stepped inside the tub and turned on the water to warm. I began to scrub the blood off. I fought back a tear when I started to rub my arms and face of her blood. I had to get it off me. I had to get her off me.

I looked down to the pinkish red water. I checked my self to see if I had anymore blood on me. I was clean and relief washed over me.

I tightly hugged myself as I slid down to the floor.The hot water now hit my head as I was in deep thought.

I killed her...I did it. I took her life away without pause.What have I become? I can't be a killer; that's not me...but it did feel good. After almost a year of torment from her, she is finally gone. After all the taunts and blames, I was the one who came out laughing.

I was now in front of the sink mirror. I saw as my mascara and eyeliner was smudged all around my eye and was bleeding down my cheek. I smiled at my reflection.

"Hello,..Harley." It was the first time I called my self Harley and all I could do was smile a toothy grin.

I wrapped a towel around me and walked out of the bathroom. I placed my bloody clothes inside a bag and left where Slade wanted. I saw on a couch my clothes. I picked 'em up and walked into what I think was Slade's room.