A:N Depending on the popularity of this..it may or may not be a 2 parter..
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Cross my heart, hope to die To my lover I'd never lie He said, "Be true," I swear, "I'll try." In the end, it's him and I He's out his head, I'm out my mind We got that love; the crazy kind I am his, and he is mine In the end, it's him and I Him and I
"Oh darling, how about another glass of tequila if you will?" You sweetly hummed handing your glass to the terrified bar tender with your bloody hands, The frightened man shook as he reached for your empty glass.
"Oh it's such a beautiful night, ain't it doll?" You wickedly laughed at the frightened man.
"The fresh smell of blood in the beautiful night air, the sounds of wind mixed with the moans of agony all around us." You cooed. "Just stunning isn't it?" You asked him.
He hesitantly nodded while handing your glass of tequila hoping and praying he would live to see his family tonight.
You took a sip of tequila as the tart taste eased your already calm nerves, "Oh what's a girl to do huh?" You asked the bartender absentmindedly.
"M-M-Ms. Harley...it-it's the Fourth of July and I kinda need to go see my family..." The man stuttered already hearing the sounds of cops in the far distance.
"Oh Suga...how sweet, got yourself a wifey and some little munchkins." You cooed often wondering about that life.
This man was absolutely petrified, today had just started out like any other day, people would come into his bar looking for a pain relief to escape their troubles, he would give them liquor and snacks and listen to all these gentlemen spill their own sorrows, he would even bet on some of the men gambling over poker a few times. He decided on closing the bar a bit early due to it being the fourth but to his misfortune he didn't close it soon enough, because in you walked, Ms. Harley Quinzel in all your terrifying charm and beauty. You began playing against this man in poker only to have ended up losing, which of course didn't exactly sit to well with you. You accused him of cheating and when the man argued back much to your annoyance you took a switch blade out of your pocket and slit his throat spewing blood throughout the bar.
What happened next was something out a horror movie.
"That man was such a meanie don't you agree hun?" You pouted at the bartender.
"And all those men leaping towards me like piranha, it was so scary, all these big macho men coming after little ol me." You pouted some more.
You sighed setting your now empty tequila glass down, "It's such a shame, they all had to die." You giggled a bit.
