MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

24: Ignored

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• chapter twenty-four | Ignored

"I didn't say you get to fucking boss me around, shit face."

While pointing the pistol against his forehead, the shit face sat there without any emotion or even moving an inch from his seat.

"Fine, but don't expect me obeying you as well." He spoke before he stood up right after he finished up his tall glass of red wine.

I took my time to finish up mine, waiting for him to leave the place before I leave to go home.

Speaking of home, I took a glance at the gold watch wrapped around my wrist, 11:23. I let out a sigh, assuming Harley slept already.

Fixing up my suit, I stood up from the black leather couch. Finishing up my red wine after I completely left the room. I told Frost and Rocco to keep an eye at Harley for the whole day without me, I didn't let them with me for this meeting, I was more concerned for the Queen left in the house, since she is known by everyone now. Surprised, she isn't the talk of the news, yet.

I walked towards my Purple Lamborghini that is parked just in front of an alley, don't want to let anyone ruin Harley's favorite car of mine just by mindless teenage fuckers. I unlocked the car by pressing the button on the keys and got in. I brushed my green hair first with the use of my own fingers decorated with gold rings and revved up back home.

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"Why did ya come home just now?" I heard her suddenly mutter, still her small body not facing me.

I nuzzled onto the crook of her neck still as I let out a low sigh, "I just took care of a problem, babe." I replied back, then closed my eyes before adding, "Let's just sleep."

I felt her hold my hand and intertwine it with hers, keeping me close to her as possible. I don't know if she spoke right after, because I just remembered drifting off to sleep fast out of tiredness and exhaustion.

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As usual, I was the first one to wake up, around 7 in the morning.

Standing up from the black and red King sized bed, out of my pumpkin's embrace, I went straight to the bathroom and of course, had my metal grills brushed. I lost most of my teeth because of that Bat, can't take a joke! And just punched me on the face, causing me to lose my teeth and get replaced with metal once.

Right after brushing, I headed for the shower, turned the water heater on and waited for the water to reach the temperature I wanted. When I was satisfied with it, I stripped down my boxers, leaving me naked with my inked body. The hot water soon hit my body, grunting a bit from the small pain due to my cuts. The water ran down my body, scars, bruises and cuts. But it didn't bother me.

I washed my whole body, ruffling my green hair and took my time to wash up.

I got out of the shower with only a black towel wrapped around my waist. I still saw Harley sleeping on the bed peacefully, hugging a pillow close to her, it was cute to see.

I went straight to my dresser and put on a plain black shirt that hugs into my built body well, and slipped on a black trouser and my black leather shoes. Sometimes I go out in the mist unexpected time, so I decided to get ready just in case.

I watched as Harley shifted to the other side, but didn't completely wake up. I didn't mind to even wake her up while
I was, I didn't want to ruin her sleep and I didn't want to deal with her annoyance first thing in the morning.

My hand then ran through my wet green hair as I walked towards the living room and turned on the t.v. Harley will wake up in a minute or so.

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Well, she's fucked up.

She woke up thirty minutes later, I was still on the couch watching the news about B-man saving the Mayor. And she completely walked pass me and ignored my Good Morning to her.

"Good morning, sweetie pie." I said, but what I got? Silence.

I furrowed my eyebrows at her, watching her take out a box of cereal out of the cupboard and poured some on a green bowl. She took out the Jug of milk out of the fridge and poured on the bowl. I was assuming she would prepare me one, but no, she had to not look at me and just went straight back upstairs without saying a word to me. Not a single fucking word.

I growled at her actions and slammed the t.v. remote against the coffee table.

Wanna ignore me, huh? Too bad, I can take your little joke.