Hi, I've only wrote a small introduction as I would like to give you a idea of the relationship Harley and Joker have in this story. I've included the typical Harley/Joker relationship (She's crazy in love, he's abusive) but I do go into more detail about how they treat one another in the next chapter. I'd really like to know what you think of this as it's my first time writing on Fan Fiction. I'm very open to ideas for this and any other stories I will write in the future so please message me. I'm always open to ways I can improve. Reviews would be fantastic, good or bad!

Harley is so sure that her beloved 'Mistah Jay' is the one for her but when the Joker starts to go back to his old ways after 6 months of no abuse, Harley becomes heart broken and turns to her best friend, Poison Ivy, for a shoulder to cry on. The conversation that Ivy and Harley had one night is stuck in Harley's head and it starts to drive her crazy. Harley craves love from the Joker but will he decided to show her the compassion she has wished for or will he carry on being so cold hearted towards her?

I stood with blood on my hands, a racing heart and a fresh corpse at my feet. I almost felt sorry for her; poor girl never had a chance. Shaking, I walked to the bottom of the stairwell were my darling was waiting for me.

"Well, Harley" he pulled my hips towards his, "you do know how to please a man." I let out a squeal of excitement as if he finally would show me the love I craved so badly but all of a sudden his hands left my waist and my Mistah Jay turned away from me, walked to the doors of his office, not look back at me nor saying a word. I let out a sigh
"Of course, he's too busy, he's always too busy." Again, I only had myself to talk to.

I kicked the corpse on the floor wondering why on earth it would bother Batman that we killed a stupid woman dressed as a slutty cat, (Well, I killed a stupid woman dressed as a slutty cat) but my Joker was so sure it would really grind Bats gears so I did what I was told.

3 hours later

"Puddin'!" I stormed into my baby's office so excited to tell him my wonderful news but before I could say more... SMACK. I screamed out in horror "I thought this was over?!" He didn't say a word but lifted his hand to hit my face again. Whilst tears ran down my red face, my one true love spoke with a croaking voice
"Stupid girl, I thought you would have learnt to knock by now!" I heard the hatred in his voice so just to be safe (as safe as I could be) I slowly left the room with my head down, why doesn't he love me?

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