MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

52: Advantage

• chapter fifty-two | Advantage

"Shut your fucking mouth already!" Creeper shouted, striking another backhand through Harley's face.

Her make up was ruined, her red lipstick smudged all over her lips and her mascara dripped down to her cheek. Bright red marks appeared on both side of her cheeks, her nose bleed, Harley couldn't wipe it off since it was already dripping to her lips and it tasted awful, but her hands were all tied up together with her small figure down to a chair. "Fuck you." She said in between her heavy breathes. She was refusing to pass out for 3 hours now, she had too much faith on her puddin' to come to her rescue.

But guess this place was hard to find.

"Open that goddamn mouth again, I will knock you out cold." Creeper threatened, crouching down to the limping female tied helplessly on the chair. But he was caught off guard when Harley gathered all her saliva from the top of her throat and didn't hesitate to spit on him, laughing hysterically afterwards.

"You can't shut up Harley Quinn.." Harley spoke, moving her head from side to side, "Unless you're Mistah J." She giggled, her fingers fiddling with the rope that tied her down.

Smack!

Creeper backhanded her again.

Smack!

And again.

Smack!

And again.

"Surely you're gonna shut up now!" Creeper grunted, taking a deep breath while he wiped off the saliva on his face. He gagged a little while he wiped it off wth the handkerchief he had inside the pocket of his suit. "This chick is as crazy as Joker." He muttered, slowly regretting that he had kidnapped the girl who is slowly losing consciousness.

Harley was at the edge of passing out, but at that moment, she had kept her handy flip phone in her underwear, together with a dagger. "You're screwed." She simply said as she did her best in reaching to her behind to grab her flip phone, why? To send her location of course. She bit her bottom lip as she felt the device on her fingertips, a little more push, she had gotten a hold of it and immediately pressed the button on the side that sends her location to Joker's device. It was handy, since she was the target of many of Joker's enemies, though none succeeded because of the fact Joker was protecting her side.

Joker was down to his lair, preparing grenades, guns, and Ammos while he let Rocco and Jonny find his Queen. But as he was at the moment, he felt a small vibration go off his pants, he reached in the pockets and pulled out his phone that had a notification displayed on the screen. At first, he was confused, but when he had realized it was Harley and she had sent her location, he immediately went to call Rocco, "Rocco my boy! Meet me at this place, we're gonna take my Queen back." The Joker spoke before he instantly hang up and cackled, "You messed with the wrong clown, Creep!" He shouted, his deep voice echoing through the lair, his signature laugh following along.

After his small celebration, Joker then grabbed the handful of guns and ammo, together with the grenades and shoved it in a bag. He then turned his body to the door, grabbing his purple coat along the way while he exited the house and got inside his purple Lambo. "Just hang in there, Harley..." he growled, the engine then soon roared as bright purple lights emitted from the bottom of the magnificent car.

Joker did not waste anytime and zoomed off through the highways. He had gripped into the steering wheel until his knuckles had turned white, and his foot aggressively stomped against the gas pedal, which was the cause of the car to fly off into the night.

And all that Joker had thought about was how will he make Creeper's death slow and painful.