MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

29: Day One

♛H.Q.♛

• chapter twenty-nine | Day One

I waved my tattooed wrist at the green haired madman who looked back at me from his purple vehicle. I smiled at me as Frost waved a farewell, standing beside me.

He was suppose to leave at Nine in the morning, but he's still on his way at the current time of Eleven in the morning. He stayed for that long just to embrace me.

"See ya in two days, pumpkin." He grinned through the pulled down windows, blowing kisses in the air right at me.

He said he'll be away for two days and three nights, technically, he's still away for three days. What a smart man.

I giggled at him and blew a kiss at him back, biting my cherry colored lips. "Bye, pud." I muttered, waving once more before he sped out through the highway.

I let out a low sigh, just thinking about an hour without him just makes me feel sick. Really sick. I am not overreacting, I'm just not used to separated from him. Long distance relationship wouldn't work with us for sure.

"What're ya lookin' at?" I glared at Jonny, who seemed to be watching me frown.

"No need to worry for him, Miss Quinn." He reassured, smiling at me before gesturing to the front door where two of J's henchmen are standing at both sides. "Enjoy your three days without thinking of him, hm?" He chuckled.

I then stroke a glare and crossed my arms, "You're not helping, Frosty." I grunted before I began walking to the front door.

"Had to try, Miss." He chuckled as he followed me behind, closing the door once we both are in.

I scoffed and went straight to the living room, flopping on the pink couch, grunting in the process. I reached for the remote on the coffee table and turned on White Chicks on Netflix. I know it's released a long time ago, but I can't get over that specific movie.

Assuming I would get rid the thought of my puddin' being away for about three days with just watching the movie, it kept me even thinking about it. In the middle of the movie, I began asking myself, will he be okay? Will he be fine without me? Will he miss me?

God, I'm getting crazy. Even crazier.

I then let out a sigh, grabbing the green cushion beside me and hugged it tightly, cuddling it close. Forcing myself to stop thinking about him.

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"Ahh!" I screamed out my lungs, throwing the pillows and blanket everywhere.

It's about Ten in the evening and I still haven't slept, the men already switched shifts guarding the whole house. And I'm still here on bed, shouting my life out.

I punched the pillow a few times as I whined, "I fuckin' miss him already." I groaned out, deeply sighing.

Even though we have phones, I wouldn't dare to call him, it might be the wrong time and I might ruin his mood when that happens.

I face planted on the bed, sobbing. Gripping on the sheets hard, I began whining one more time. "Puddin'!" I called, sobbing right after.

"Is there something wrong, Miss?" I screamed when someone suddenly spoke behind the bedroom. Holy shit, this guy's gonna kill me before Mistah J does.

"Nothin'! Get outta here!" I shouted, throwing the alarm clock against the door, making a loud thud! on it.

I heard his footsteps vanish off outside the house. And when I heard go out, I began whining my balls out.

I turned to the closet that is lightly opened, the sequin coat hanged in his closet attracted my attention and made me stop whining. I crawled out of the bed and walked to Mistah J's closet and pulled out the coat. I giggled at it. The memories it held when he first wore it flew through my mind.

He was first called The Walking Disco Ball by his allies and henchmen, including Batman.
After that, he didn't wear it in public, unless I get sad, he would rarely cheer me up just by wearing it.

I let out a heavy sigh, and went back to bed, hugging the purple coat close. His cologne was still on the clothing, I smiled at it as I slept through the night, cuddling it.