AUTHORS NOTE:
Helloo their, its been a while since I updated anything. Sorry for that. But I'm back now and I have a new twist on an Idea I had already began with "What a difference a day makes", I thought I would try and do third person because I feel that sometimes I get too engrossed in writing from every characters angle I find it difficult to progress my storeys. Let me know what you think if you like it, feedback is always welcome.
(Harley Quinn, Joker, Riddler fan fic, I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS FAN FICTION, DC DOES)
Lots of love for ya! MWAHH!
This is not going to be a story with a happy ending, these things never end well. Is it possible to love more than one person at the same time? If this is what happens when the twisted vines that bind friends and lovers then why take the risk.
Why not when theirs nothing to loose any more.
Arkham City-Where the trouble lives
It's normal for Pamela to open the door of what she now calls home to a broken blonde that reminds her of a time when she allowed a man to control her. She was accustomed to the sight of the fresh cuts and bruises that glowed red under fair skin.
"Again...Harl you have to get away from that joke before you get killed"
Harley simply looked up at her only friend left in the world through bedraggled strands of hair that covered her face. The throbbing had only just began with the receding adrenaline. She never had to explain and she was grateful for that.
Pamela began the usual routine of patching up her friend, every time it was the same. Except tonight their was another knock on the door. The two froze and stared at the door, no-one else ever came to Pamela's.
"Red I'm sorry! I swear I never told him where you live ..." The horrified panic that radiated from Harley was overwhelming and sank into her friend as the second set of knocking came accompanied by the rattling of the door handle.
"Stay right here..." Pamela walked toward the door and brought her vines with her ready to kill the creep if he attempted to set foot in her door, but she wasn't met by the twisted smile of the Joker.
Edward Stood in the doorway looking dishevelled. He was about to push past the tall red head in his way when he recoiled at the sight of the venomous hissing plants that wrapped themselves around the door and moved toward him. He threw his hands up in surrender.
"I come in peace, I promise" Breathless he stood waiting on his fate to be decided.
"Oh..Ssssskkktt" Pamela shewed her baby's aside but remained in the doorway stopping the Riddler from seeing in her home. "What do you want then?"
Edward opened his eyes and lowered his hands, took a breath and straightened up, "Did she come here?"
Harley suddenly bounced past Pamela and jumped into the strange young man's arm's, to which he embraced her and burred his head in her hair.
Pamela leaned against her door frame, folded her arms and raided her eyebrow. Well now, what do we have here she thought to herself, trouble she decided. "Get in. Now.", She turned to the side to allow them to walk in as they suddenly jumped apart at the sound of her voice. She snapped her fingers at them and said "now".