Red and Black (A Harlivy Story)

Chapter 9: Curiosity

Ivy, along with the other patients, was in the break room reading a book. Although it was highly fortified, no guards were paying attention to her. This was common at that time of day as many were preoccupied with the thoughts of going home, since it was the afternoon and they would switch with the night guards soon. She passed the man protecting the door to the hallway, possessed with what was on the T.V. No wonder people keep escaping, she thought to herself as she strolled down the hallway, intent on going to the cafeteria to steal some seeds. However, the ajar door of Dr Quinzel's room caught the attention of Pamela, and the soft muttering coming from the room only enhanced her curiosity. She wanted to know why her session was cancelled today, but after seeing the condition of the blonde, she already had the answer. Harleen was sitting on the floor, with papers scattered all around her. She was murmuring to herself, oblivious to the fact that she was being watched.

"Dr Quinzel. Why we didn't have a session today? Was it because I got under your skin? Are you too scared to face me? If you are, that's just pathe-"

She thinks ya pathetic Harley. Just like everyone else in here. Why don't cha' show her what ya really are-

Harleen sighed, trying to keep her composure together.

"Dr Isley, as you can see, I am busy at the moment, why don't you go back to your room? I could revoke your eating privileges for being here; it's against the rules."

Taken aback by the sudden cold tone of the blonde's words, she could utter any words.

Ooo, the weed is surprised, ain't she? Maybe ya not so weak as ya seem-

"Um, I-"

"Ms Isley, that was a polite way of asking you to leave the room. I'm afraid that I will have to call the guards if you continue to stand there gawping with your mouth open. I have had a busy day, and if you don't mind, I'll like to be in peace".

Annoyed at the sudden hostility towards her, Ivy reverted back to her callous mindset.

"Okay then, Dandelion. I'll see you in our next meeting, unless you're too scared for that as well-"

"There will be no next session. Dr Leland will be coming in tomorrow, so your wish was fulfilled. There will be no need to see me or talk to me again. And while you leave, please close the door behind you".

Ivy huffed as she walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her. She was hardly surprised by anyone, let alone a psychiatrist, but for some reason, she felt vulnerable. The sort of vulnerability that she hadn't felt in a long time.

That bitch, I'll teach her what happens when someone crosses Poison Ivy...