Remembering Sunday : Chapter Fourteen

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Chapter Fourteen :

Sweat dripped down my face as I watched Harley shoot down the camera. She was coming after me and I had to be ready. I loaded my gun an placed it behind my back. I quickly made my way down the basement, it was where I kept him. Joker laid unconscious on the cellar floor, I grabbed a bucket of water and splashes it on to his face.

"Get up baby" I cooed.

He blinked his eyes a few times but looked at me with disgust. I smirked evily in his direction before I spoke.

"Guess who is on her way right now to try to save you?" I spat.

His widen but a sick smile crept onto his face. "Did you really think you could break her?"

I walked around his cell that sat in the middle of the basement that was covered on mold. Holding a smile as I watched him.

"I didn't expect her to break.." I paused. Me and him holding an intense gaze. I kneeled down to his level and licked my lips and smiled ever so widely. "I expect her to die" I laughed hysterically and shoved my hands into my pockets as I walked back up the stairs.

"I'll be the one to make sure your insides are hanging out of your lifeless corpse before I even dare to let you touch her" I heard him scream.

My eye twitched in annoyance but I kept my back to him, "remember who is the one stuck in a cage, clown" and slammed the door shut locking it as I made an important call.

"Hello?" a older gentleman picked up the phone.

"Yes hello , I'd like to speak with .."

(Back to Harley's point of view)

Sirens roared and women were screaming, downtown Gotham was a place nobody should be especially after dark. My head was throbbing but the voice in my head kept pushing me forward.

"Kill her Harley, I want to see her blood all over the walls." I chuckled at the mere thought.

Once I find where Tarix is hiding I will gladly slit her throat and have her pour out in my hands, than I will ever so delicately clear an opening threw her chest and shove my hand through enough to rip her heart out.

My body started to feel the adrenaline rush through my veins and I knew where I had to go to begin my plans, jokers old warehouse.

Blissful revenge, I can just feel it now.

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