His Painted Face
Even with my eyes tightly shut, I could feel his permanent grin focussed on my face. Although I could feel his face, spark though his fingertips and pulse through the veins in my throat, I remained perfectly calm, keeping my body still. "So you thought you could leave me? Thought you could just run away, after all the trouble I went through to get you here. Ungrateful girl" he snarled with fury, smacking my head into the stone wall behind me, causing my eyes to sparkle with stars. I trembled under his clasp, but noticed a slight ease on the grip he held me in. "Harley girl?" he hissed, as he let go of my throat and watched me slump to the floor, coughing a spluttering. "Thank you" I wheezed, before looking up at his confused expression. His painted face masked any obvious emotion, but of course, I've studied his face a thousand times before. "Mist-" "Get up" he sighed as I fumbled with my shirt, afraid of what he had planned. I didn't have a choice. He grabbed my hair and chuckled, drowning out the screams of pain tumbling past my lips. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Let go!" I squealed as he pulled me toward the back door, before looking at me and grinning. "Now do you really think I'd be that stupid as to let my precious harlequin clown go?" he laughed deviously and threw me into the dimly lit room. "You gave all that up when you forced me back into Arkham and didn't even bother rescuing me!" I spat at him, big mistake.
He glared at me and just as he walked towards my curled body, I saw the glint of his precious blade. "Puddin!" I screamed and cowered away from him my back pushed against the wall. He stopped in his tracks and stared in my direction, with that deadly smile pasted across his features, "Say that again" he ordered, "P-puddin?" I replied, a puzzled expression in my eyes. His laugh was addictive and echoed off the walls of the room, filling my ears with that sweet sound. "Ahh ha ha, I got my jester back" he purred pulling me up and close to his body, "Mista-" "Ahh ahh Harls, say it!" he chuckled and dropped me to the floor again, "Puddin? Puddin I need to go home" I whispered softly, toying with his new favourite word and proping myself up on my elbows. "You are home Harley" his voice answered, laced with lust as he walked through the door to the bedroom. No..... no.... no! I knew what he wanted... I knew it would of happened soon, but not this soon. I wasn't going to complete the final act of betrayal to myself, I'd come this far and kept my head... almost. "Harley. Harley!" he called, impatience clear in his voice as it rose through the walls.
How could he expect me to come to him, just like that? I didn't want to go against everything I'd tried to keep up the past 4 years. I didn't want prove to him that he could use and controll me like he used to. Or did I? Did I want him to realise just how much I had missed him? I could of left. I could of ran from him, ran from the scene and ran back to my house, where I would collect everything I needed and hide, but I didn't want to. I didn't want to leave.
"Har-ley" he hissed as I bit down on my lip and turned to the door.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaay! 2 chapters in 1 day! Aren't you lucky people? Ehehe, anyway. I promised longer chapters so here it is. It's not my best chapter, but I hope you guys like it all the same. I know Harley wouldn't usually act like that, I know she would probably run to the room to her Puddin and yeah. But you gotta understand, 4 years is a long time!!! Yeah... I'm starting to sound like a feminist haha. Sheena's fault I'm sure. I'll dedicate this one to her, because she's pretty awesome. Especially in study periods!!!