Dear Diary,
I saw Selena today. She had come to give Bruce some news and looked really surprised when I answered the door. Apparently, she didn't know about me either. So much for her being a friend helping to protect me. We spoke only for a moment before Bruce arrived and sent her to the parlor. Then he told- no, DEMANDED- that I go to my room which is where I am now.
What the hell is going on? I should march right down there and find out. Bruce doesn't have the right to play me like this. I'll be back, diary.
That bastard! They weren't in the parlor or any other room that I looked in. And, yes, I did check his bedroom. Alfred doesn't know where they went either. Ugh. I think that Bruce's double life is starting to turn into one, and I'm not about to compete for him with that whore of a thief. I'm not that kind of girl.
Love,
Quinn.
Harley,
You would be happy here with me, you know. I wouldn't betray you for another like Bruce. Please, come back to me Harls. I miss you. The home is not a home without you.
Mister J.
Dear Diary,
Bruce refused to talk to me about Selena. I'll even go as far to say that he's avoiding me. How is this going to work if he won't talk to me? I'm back to staying in my room. I wasn't about to sleep in the same room as him after what happened. He can't have his double life anymore. I think I'll be safe here in my own room anyway. The Joker won't bother me. He's too clever for that. He knows it wouldn't get him what he wants.
Sigh. I really thought Bruce was a good guy. I was falling for him, but now I'm just confused and hurt. Is staying here really the best thing for me?
Love,
Quinn
Dear Diary,
It's been a week, and I've barely seen Bruce. I haven't even heard from Mister J- I mean, the Joker. Maybe he's forgotten about me too. That's probably why Bruce lost interest in the first place. Figures.
Alfred's become a dear friend to me, though. I enjoy talking to him very much. He reminds me of my grandfather. Bruce was lucky to have grown up with a man as good as he is.
Love,
Quinn
Harley,
I would never forget you! I've just had a few riddles to solve. Someone was getting too close to taking you away from me, and I couldn't have that. I wouldn't want you used for the wrong reasons! What kind of clown would that make me?
I hope you'll leave the Wayne bastard soon. I'll make your pain go away, Harls. I promise.
Mister J
Dear Diary,
I don't even know why I say that anymore. This is basically just a book of letters to Mister J at this point. After all, who else is possibly going to read this?
It's nice to know that someone is thinking of me. Makes a girl feel good about herself.
Selena got a fine and almost a year of weekly community service. Of course, Bruce is making sure she does all of it. Some articles even claim that he's going to propose. It makes me sick to my stomach. He's talked to me a couple of times now. I think Alfred's been making him since he actually apologized for being a jerk to me. Took him long enough.
Love,
Quinn
Joker,
Why did you become interested in me in the first place? Was it just because you can change my name into Harley Quinn? You started this whole thing, and I've answered all of your questions. Can you please answer mine?
Love,
Quinn
Harley,
I admit that your name caught my attention, but the more I watched you, the more exciting you became. There is so much to you that I don't think even you can see. I can tell that you want to be free, and I want to give you that freedom. A life with me would be the most satisfying life you will ever know.
Mister J.
Mister J,
Freedom? I guess you could say that… I'm trapped in this manor without cause. It's pretty obvious that I'm safe, and my only friend here is a seventy year old man. I just wouldn't know what to do with that freedom. I've been here for so long… My apartment would just seem weird. I doubt it's still mine anyway. It's probably rented to someone else by now.
Love,
Quinn
Harley,
Why do you resist me so? Do you still doubt my words, or are you afraid to admit that you miss me as much as I miss you? I'm only trying to provide the best life for you, my pretty little harlequin.
I haven't lied to you or betrayed you like Wayne has. In fact, I brought his lies into the light for you, Harley! You claimed that he was protecting you, but all he has done to you is hurt you! I can make your heart stop hurting, but I won't force you away like last time. You must come back to me on your own. I won't have you blaming me for leaving, Harley. That would hurt me, and you wouldn't want to do that, would you?
The ball is in your court, harlequin. Just stop messing with my emotions. You're playing a dangerous game.
Mister J
Mister J,
I never intentionally messed with you! I was scared, yes, but I never knew you could be like this… I'm sorry. I have to figure out what I want to do. It's all happening really quickly. I hope you understand.
Love,
Quinn
Mister J,
Why haven't you written to me? I need your words to help me get through the day and to help me face Bruce. My heart is so conflicted, Puddin! Please, help me.
Love,
Quinn
Mister J,
He's always with her now… She even stays over sometimes. It's like he's rubbing it in my face. I hate it here."
Love,
Quinn
Harley,
Come home.
Mister J
Quinn looked at her make up covered face in the mirror with a small smile. She had to admit that this was a good look for her. Giggling, she tightened her pigtails and went to the open window.
She looked at the starry sky and laughed, "I'm coming, Puddin!" Without a look back, she lept from the ledge and into a new life.
