It was a typical Thursday night, The Joker was sitting away in his office probably writing down another idea that popped into his psychopathic fucked-up mind. Harley was miserably laying in their silky, comfortable bed letting her thoughts invade her head.
Her thoughts acted as if they were spontaneous ideas in a conference room, as if 20 people were fighting over how much soda children consume over a month's time.
She furiously pounded the palm of her hand on her temple.
"This man is making me crazy!"
She tugged at the roots of her head. She shoved her face into her pillow producing muffled screams. She hoped The Joker could hear her and bolt in after her, but he never did. After about 30 minutes of continuous crying she eventually drifted into deep sleep.
The Joker had just finished writing a plan titled, A WHITE BAT. The Joker had planned to throw Batman straight into a vat of chemicals. He hadn't been to ACE Chemicals sense he had turned his dear old Harley into what she is now. Thinking of that he couldn't help but grow tense, annoyed at himself for ignoring her affection.
He nodded at himself pleased with his excuse. He quietly walked out of his office not wanting to make too much noise in case she was still awake.
He walked down to the kitchen, and read the time on the microwave.
The Joker never really slept, so he found this as no surprise. He hadn't been asleep for nearly 32 hours now. But he could feel himself growing weary. He grabbed a beer out of the fridge, he managed to twist the beer cap off without a problem and tossed it on the floor.
He drank almost the whole beer as he stumbled up the stairs, at this point he didn't care if Harley was mad at him. He was going to sleep in his bed if she liked it or not. He tossed himself into their bed and stared at her sleeping. She had a tear stained face and mascara marks printed onto her pillow. As he stared at her he realized even whenever she wasn't trying she still looked beautiful. He dragged a finger across her chin and fell asleep with a hand between them.
Harley woke with the man she loved half a foot away from her face. She stared at him.
She rolled over onto her back and staring up at the ceiling pulled her phone off the nightstand. She read the time,
Due to Harley's acute insomnia there was no hope in falling back asleep. She turned her head to face The Joker again. She decided to get up quietly trying her best not to wake him. She sat up and swung her legs around to the side of the bed when a hand pulled her back.
"Stay" He mumbled not opening his eyes.
She smiled "I'm hungry though" she whined like a child.
He pulled her waist to him, "Stay."
She melted in his arms "Well, you've given me no choice..."
She slipped away fast as lightning as he fell out of bed and ran after her. She ran into the kitchen and closed the door. He ran through the door, watching her pant he walked slowly towards with a devious twinkle in his eyes. His eyes made him look hungry as a wide grin spread across his face. She was afraid and he knew she was. She backed away against the wall as he walked closer to her. There was no escape and she wasn't sure she wanted to escape. He pinned her arms to the walls around her and his tongue invaded her mouth taking every last breath out of her lungs. He started biting her neck leaving teeth marks.
She moaned as he spoke softly into her neck.
"I want you." He had a hint of agony in his voice.
She wasn't going to be so easy this time. She leveled herself up to his height, and whispered into his ear "Yeah?"
She turned and pushed him on to the wall, hearing him whimper in desperation.
"Yes" he spoke into the air.
She watched him practically beg for her and she mentally laughed.
She whispered "Well, ya can't have me J" She stared him in the face, knowing he would kill her for putting him off.
He watched her smile turn into a devilish laugh, anger roaring inside of him. He was on the edge of his temper. She could see the burning fire in his eyes. She backed away very slowly as her laughter stopped. It almost felt as if he was towering over her. He grabbed her neck tightly cutting off her air supply.
"What did you say to me?" He asked sharply
squinting his eyes trying to calm his rage.
She whimpered "J.. I-I" she was stopped when he slammed her head into a cabinet.
The Joker stared in her eyes He screamed at her "SAY SOMETHING YOU WORTHLESS BITCH!" His grip loosened whenever a tear slipped from her eye. He felt guilty behind his rage but he tried his hardest not to show it.
She tried to control her crying, her breathing was sharp and her heart was pounding.
Tears fell down her cheeks and onto his arm.
She placed her hands on his arm not pulling away only hoping he would show her some pity.
"I'm sorry J" she didn't have much oxygen left in her body when he let go of her neck and turned away from her.
He ran a hand through his hair.
"J?" He ignored her attempts of apologizing.
He turned and held her cheek, he kissed her gently.
"Harley, you know I don't like seeing you cry.." he said staring deeply into her eyes.
What he said just made her want to cry even more. She nodded. He dragged a finger across her jaw.
She whispered "I'm sorry."
"It's okay baby" He managed to not burst out laughing. She didn't have to apologize but she felt so bad.
She flung herself into him, crying into his chest.
A moment later his henchmen burst into the kitchen laughing at something that happened on the ride there. They didn't notice Joker push Harley off of him as quick as lightning. He didn't want them to think he'd gone soft. He thought to himself,
"Hey boys, anything new?" The Joker unlocked his eyes from Harley
Harley wiped her eyes trying to pretend she wasn't crying just moments before.
"Nothing boss, Bats is out. Cops say he's taking so called, 'family leave.'" He put air quotes around family leave to emphasize that he was making up a bullshit excuse to get away from work.
The Joker looked back at Harley already making coffee trying to avoid the laughing henchmen, she didn't want them to know he'd hurt her.
A henchmen cleared his throat, "Oh Harley my dear do you mind making me a cup?"
Harley didn't turn her head "Sure thing." She tried not to show the weakness in her voice.
The Joker could tell what she was doing "Hey boys why don't we bring this to the living room, eh?"
One cracked a joke and the whole group laughed as they stumbled out the kitchen into the living room.
He grabbed Harley's waist. "Take your time, but not too much you know I'm impatient." He kissed her cheek and walked out to join the men.
About 5 minutes later she brought the coffee into the room.
"Thank ya Harls." The Joker said laughing hysterically as he took the coffee from her hand.
"Thank you honey" A henchmen said as he carried on with his story.
"Then he said Simon you fuck me up!" The whole room roared with laughter. Eventually the laughter died down.
"Hey Harley could you do me a favor baby?" He said grabbing her thigh.
"Hm?" She said trying not to fall asleep.
"Grab me and the boys some alcohol down the street?" The Joker said listening to another story.
"No." She whispered.
He looked into her eyes fire raging inside of him. "Really?" He said trying not to make a scene.
She looked back at him with a blank expression not knowing what to expect.
"Well boys I have to deal with something really quick." He pulled Harley out of the room. He pulled her up the stairs into their room and locked the door.
