Sweet Memories
"Harleen…?"
"Harleen Quinzel?"
A young woman opens her baby blue eyes.
"She's awake!"
"I can't believe it."
The young woman tried to sit up, but found that she couldn't. There were straps around her arms and legs. She looks around the room to see two men and two women. She stared at one of the women. The woman had long red hair and there were tears in her dark green eyes.
"Can you speak?"
The young woman turned her head to the voice. It came from one of the men. The young woman opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Her eyes start to water.
"It's alright dear. Don't cry."
The voice came from the other woman. The woman with the red hair steps closer to the young woman and smiles at her.
"Harls, it's me, Poison Ivy. Can't you remember me?"
The young woman looks at Poison Ivy for a few minutes, and then shakes her head no. Poison Ivy holds the young woman's left hand. Poison Ivy looked at one of the men.
"What happen to her?"
The man looked at Poison Ivy and then looks at the two other people.
"Dr. Gibbons and Dr. Lee can you please leave the room for me?"
The two people nodded at him and then left the room. The man walked to the room's door and closes it. He then looked at Poison Ivy.
"From what we gather from the police… It seems she was beaten for a few days. She had seven broken ribs, a broken arm; deep cuts on her legs, bruise marks are all over her body from a whip, a bullet wound on her shoulder….."
The man stops and sits in a chair.
"There were many cuts on her chest…. Broken pieces of glass were in the cuts. On her back are burn marks from cigarettes… someone put out cigarettes on this poor girls back…."
Tears were starting to form in the man's eyes.
"There were signs of rape. The police found her in an alley bleeding to death."
The man stops talking. Poison Ivy looks down to the young woman.
"Harley…. Did The Joker do this to you?"
The young woman opens her mouth again and still no sound came out.
"We believe that she may have lost her memory."
Poison Ivy looks back to the man.
"What do you mean!"
"The shock from all this may have just shut her brain down. We believe that she may gain some memory back. She will have to first learn how to use the bathroom, how to eat, speak, and walk. If the straps weren't holding her down, she may fall off the bed and hurt herself."
Poison Ivy looked down at the young woman.
"I will teach her."
I knew you would say something like that. You may stay here as long as you want, but we ask you if you can leave when she is asleep. Is that alright?"
"Yes, that would be great."
The man gets up and walked to the door. He turns back to Poison Ivy.
"She is lucky to have a friend like you."
He then leaves the room. Poison Ivy grabbed the chair and pulled it closer to the bed. She sits down and started to hold the young woman's hand again. Tears started to roll down her face as she stared at her broken friend.