A/N: Ok so here is the secound chapter of Crazy angel renewed. I changed most of it. I think it sounds a lot better and it has more flow. So please tell me what you think please!
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Feeling her body being roughly handled Harleen's eyes opened quickly. Her brain didnt catch up with what was going on until she felt cold metal clamp around her tender wrist. She let out a sharp cry as the person behind her pulled her close to there body by her shoulder. "Lets go Missy. Don't want to be late." A gruff voice filled the cell. He pushed her forward towards the open glass door. Blinking the sleep from her eyes she looked over her shoulder at the man behind her. Tripping as she walked out of the door he caught her by the cuffs at her bruised wrists. She let out a hiss as she was pulled back to her feet. "Can't you walk?" The man sounded annoyed as he led her down the bright hall way. "Where are we going?" She asked in a horse and week voice. The guard looked back at another who just laughed.
"Oh well ya see its time for your proper greeting Missy. Ya see the big doc wants to place ya some where new. With people more like yourself." He laughed. His laughing scared Harleen more than him handling her harshly. When they reached a large metal door the guard that had been following close behind opened it quickly. As soon as the door was open completely the guard that had her by the wrists pushed her hard into the room. Harley fell flat on her belly on the hard stone floor. "Now Missy you go over there and sit and be a good little girl." Both guards laugh as they slam the door behind them. She breathed heavy and let out a soft cry of pain.
Crawling to her knees Harleen pulled herself up into a small metal chair that was placed in the center of the room along with a long metal table. She placed her head down on to the cold metal and closed her eyes. This was hell, she knew it. God was torturing her for everything that she had ever done in her life. She wished she could just open her eyes and she would no long be in this horrible nightmare. Slowly Harleen lifted her head and opened her eyes. Something was tapping but she couldnt find the source, until it spoke.
"All alone I see." The voice was scratchy and deep. Harleen turned towards it only to find darkness. "So what's your name?" The man's voice asked her. She felt her heart start to speed and her palms start to sweat. "M-my name is Harleen." Heavy foot steps grew closer to where she sat, yet she still found no one there. "Harleen such a pretty name for such a pretty little girl." Harleen slowly pulled both her legs up into the chair as watched a shadow come closer into view. "W-who are you?"
"No one of any importance blondie." He laughed lowly, sending a shiver down her body. "It's you." She said in a whisper. "Who might that be doll face?" He continued to laugh a bit louder than before. Harleen felt heat rush to her cheeks. Slowly she bit down on her lower lip. "The one from the hall way." His laughing stopped as the sound of footsteps replaced it. Slowly the shadow formed into the figure of a man. "Now its my turn to ask you a question. Why are you in the hell whole?" The first thing she saw was his bright emerald eyes glance over her. He slowly made his way across the room keeping his eyes on her. "I-I dont know why." She said softly, causing him to laugh. Reaching the tabled he pulled out a chair from the other side of the table and sat in it hard. "You wouldnt want to lie to me now would you Harleen?" It wasnt a question, she could tell it was a demand.
Harleen looked down at her knees and bit down harder on her lip. "How do you know im lying?" Her voice still soft and shy. She froze when she felt his eye scan her body a few times before answering. "I can see it." He said darkly. "Now tell me the truth." Running her fingers through her knotted hair she sighed. She knew she couldnt win. Slowly Harleen looked up at him. His dark brow was arched and he had annoyance in his eyes. "I did something bad." Was all she could manage to get out of her mouth. It was like her brain had fallen out on the table and turned into goo. He laughed slapping both hands hard on the table. He stopped abruptly and leaned over the table closer to her face. "Everyone in here did something bad miss Harleen, now your gunna tell me what 'bad' act you committed or you will leave this room in a body bag. Got it." He hissed in her face. "We clear." He asked in a more calm voice as he sat back down in his chair. She nodded slowly.
"I killed someone." She said shyly looking away from him. Than he did something she hadnt been expecting. He was clapping. Her eyes slowly traveled back to his blinking. "Stop that." She hissed softly. Laughing he smiled, putting his hands back on the table in front of him. "Who did you kill doll face?" She closed her eyes as she let the images drip into her mind again. Why did he have to ask that question. "My boyfriend..." He laughed. "What did he..." She stopped him. "..And my mother."
This caused him to laugh even harder. "You killed both of them? Ha. What did mommy not love you enough and the boy toy could help with that so you offed them?" He leaned in closer with every word causing er to look away from him again. "Not exactly. I found them..." He interrupted her. "Looks like our time is up little Harley. I had fun. Lets do this again some other time." He smiled darkly at her. "See ya round toots." He laughed as he got up from his seat quickly, making his way to the door. "Wait!" She spoke louder than she had meant to but it grabbed his attention. He turned to her, both eye brows rose, his smile still plastered across his face. "Yeeeees?" She felt a rush of blood in her cheeks again but continued. "What is your name?"
Laughing softly he opened the door. "J." Then he was gone. She sat in the dark room again. Closing her eyes again she pictured him again. That smile. She felt her body tremble. Soon she would be interrupted by the door opening it again. Looking up hopping it was him again, she soon found herself disappointed. A short older man walked into the room with a clip board in his arms.
"Please excuse my absence we had a patent.....umm...we were just having trouble with a patent. Nothing to worry about. So miss Quinzel how are you doing today?" He made his way across the room towards the table. She looked over the man before looking back at her knees. "Fine and please call me Harley." She stated softly.
He sat down in the metal chair across from her and nodded. "So Harley how are you liking Arkham so far?" The doctor placed his clip board down on the table and started writing. 'What a dumb question.' She thought to herself. 'Its cold. The food is gray and the guards keep kicking my ass how do you think im liking it. "I hate it." She said bluntly. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Oh really Miss Harley, now why is that?" Dumb question number two. "I dont know." She said sighing. Most of Harleen's answers were simple up until he had to open his mouth and ask the next dumb question. The question she would rather be thrown in a pit of hungry lions then answer. "So why did you kill your mother and boyfriend?" She looked up from her knees and met his eyes. "I dont know what your talking about."
"Miss Quinzel you kill two people. You murdered in cold blood both Jason Brown and Tiffany Quinzel." Harley closed her eye ans thought of the easiest thing to tell him, just to get him off her case. "I dont want to talk about it. Can I leave now?" She heard him sigh and click his pen. "I will let the guards know to come and take you back to your cell. Im truly sorry miss Quinzel." She watched as he got up and started to leave. "Who got out?" She asked quickly just as he began to leave.
"We had some issues with the Joker, but dont worry about a thing. Im sure they have caught him by now." He opened the large metal door and left the small room. Harley twisted her wrists in the metal cuffs and thought for a moment. She wondered if she could get them in front of her. She had nothing but time. Slowly Harley pulled her cuffed hands under her bottom and under her slinder legs. Smiling softly at herself she looked at her hands. Harleen's cheerful mood was lost when one of the two guards entered the room. "You ready to go Miss?" Harleen nodded and stood from the chair. The very buff guard walked into the room and pulled her by the arm out of the door and out of the room.
"You'd better stay close little miss. We have a nut still on the loose." Harleen looked up at him and a smile slowly crept onto her face as she nodded. As they walked Harleen made sure to stand extremely close to the guard as they walked down the long narrow hall way to her cell. The rest of Harleen's day was filled with needles and pills, most caused her to fall flat on her ass. That night Harleen skipped dinner. This same routine carried on for the next three days.
On the third day when Harleen woke up at 4:00 the same two guards that had been with her since she met with her doctor. ushered her into a small room they referred to as the 'Rec room'. She walked in slowly looking around the brightly lit room at the other inmates that seemed to be distracted by her. Some male others female. Two men played chess at a small wooden table by the far wall. Another male inmate sat with a book in his lap looking as if he was taking notes others just gathered around and watched the TV that sat in the middle of the room. The guard she came to know as Rex walked her into the room and sat her between two inmates. A man and a woman. Not bothering to look at eather before her eyes slowly drifted closed and she fell fast asleep once again.
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"Aww look at the poor thing." Pam said softly as she looked over at the young blond who was now passed out on Joker's lap. Pam sighed. "She looks so young. Couldn't be over 20." She then looked up at Joker who wore a grin the size of his whole face. "I think she likes me." He said in a childish voice before laughing. This caused Pam to roll her eyes in disgust. "I highly dought she even knows its you. I think she is just happy to have something mildly comfortable to sleep on." She corrected him and he laughed even harder. "So now your saying im comfortable." She sighed and ran her fingers through her bright red hair. "Why do I talk to you?"
"So this must be the new girl. She's cute." Joker furrowed his eyebrows and bared his teeth. Edward ignored him and moved his chair closer to the couch. "I hear she is being moved to the more secured wing. Meaning she will be a lot closer to you Joker." Joker looked less than amused. "You hear this from who Riddle boy?" The younger man smiled. "Oh no one. Just over heart it in the hall. They say she has no other place to be put and I think they said she was moving her to the cell in front of yours." Pam rolled her eyes and Jokers dorky smile. "That wont last long."
Joker shot her a hateful glare. "I think it will work out just fine between us. She seems easy to bend." Joker ran a finger down her arm causing her little pink lips to part. Pam shooed his hand softly. "You shouldn't wake her." Edward snorted. "She is going to need all the sleep she can get tonight before they move her. She is going to need it." Edward laughed before moving his chair back to its normal place and went back to his book.
"I feel so bad for the poor girl. First she gets stuck in this hell hole at such a young age and now she is going to be stuck in the hell hole with you of all people." Pam sighed and looked down at the blonde girl again. "I think you should at least help her Joker." He laughed. "Haha." He snorted. "Your funny Pammie." She glared at him. "Im serious clown she doesn't know the ways yet and she isn't going to make it in a place like this is this is how she acts." She pointed at her and the Joker smiled. "I think she is going to fit in just fine." Pam rolled her eyes and rubbed her temples. "She doesn't even know who's lap she sleep in. The lap of a killer clown. If she will sleep on your lap think of the others she might sleep in."
"They wouldnt live to enjoy it." Joker laughed and looked behind him to the door. "Looks like her guards her coming to get her. Its wake up time." He laughed and pushed her off of his lap. Falling from the couch Harleen let out a scream and landed on her on her belly in front of the tow guards. The Joker laughed looking down at her. "You have a cute scream kid. I'd love to hear more of it sometime." He laughed harder and stepped over her.