Still I know it isn't long but the next chapter is gonna be very long so enjoy
Harley hid herself in her room, away from everyone. She laid on her bed crying about the way the morning had turned out, she knew she needed some immediate cheering up. She rummaged around her room for her cell phone, one The Joker had personally made for her so it could not be traced or tracked by the police. She dialled a number and sat there patiently as the phone rang and rang until finally someone picked up "Hello Red? It's Harley, I really need some cheering up" Harley had called her one friend in the world she could always rely on to be there for her, Pamela Isley, better known as the villain Poison Ivy. "Dear god Harley what has that jerk done to you now?" Harley let out a small whimper "He got mad at me for robbing a necklace, said I was interfering with his plans and causing him trouble". Harley began to cry even harder now as she gave in and let her emotions free. "How many times am I gonna have to tell you Harley, that crazed clown doesn't love you!". Harley couldn't bare to hear this "No no he does Red, he does, I just guess he has a funny way of showing me" but Ivy was screaming at her, unable to accept how Harley felt. "Harley, every time you call I tell you the same thing, forget about him! You need to leave him and not go back, your calls are getting so much more frequent, can you not see what is right in front of you, he doesn't love you and no matter how much you do for him that will never change!" Harley could only think of one argument to this "But Red if he doesn't love me then why does he make me stick around?". But Ivy didn't want to be the one to tell her but she knew as her friend she had the responsibility "Don't you see? You're his lapdog, his personal slave... Harley you are the Joker's bitch! He has you on a leash" Harley gulped and stopped crying immediately, her hand was shaking and she was sweating. The Joker's bitch? She thought this was absurd, he didn't control her, he did love her. "Ok, I gotta go, Mister J gets cranky if he has a high phone bill" She put down the phone and stared at the wall, she wanted to prove Ivy wrong.
Harley got up and walked out her bedroom slowly, she approached the living room and stood in the door frame. "Mister J..." He was sat at his desk writing frantically on a scrap of paper, he was concentrating hard on his work but was able to notice Harley calling his name "What is it Harley? I'm really busy at the moment" He didn't turn around to acknowledge her presence, he continued to write down on his paper. He was hard at work on his 'scheme', he had spent the last few weeks explaining how he had a plan to screw over Batman and how it was so fool proof that even Harley could pull it off. As he continued to write Harley stepped forward into the room, and stood there twiddling her thumbs. "Mister J, do you love me?" She heard his pen stop writing and a sigh escape him. He got up from his chair and walked over to her, he put his hand out and lifted up her head. He saw the tears in her eyes and he pulled her close. He held her in a tight embrace, this was the closest she had been to him in such a while, she liked it. "Aww poo. Of course I love you. It's just Batman, you know how much fun I have making this town a mess for him to clean up. And ever since he foiled my last plot and stuck me back in Arkham I am just more determined to get my revenge, you know it will put a smile on my face" She looked up at him and squeezed him even tighter. "I know Puddin, I'm just lonely is all". Suddenly then the Joker released her, his moment of closeness was only temporary. "Well why don't you go hang out with Ivy and leave me to do my work!" She sighed knowing that nothing could distract him from his work. "Sure thing Puddin, right away..."
