Harley sat there in her cell with here pants off slightly and her needle in hand as she poked her thigh multiple times then dipping the needle back into the ink she stole from her art therapy.
On her thighs she kept drawing little diamonds, and skull jesters. As well as words like "puddin" and "Harley plus puddin".
"Quinn therapy time!" The guard banged on the door.
Harley quickly hid the ink and needle under her pillow and stood up pulling up the rest of her pants before holding her hands up. The guard came in and started to put her in a straitjacket.
The guards then proceeded to walk her down to a therapy room on the upper floor.
The guard walked me in and sat me down on the metal chair then walked out. As usual Dr. Clark was late, leaving Harley with her thoughts.
Most were about Jack and their past sessions, and how each one became more relaxed and slightly sexual. She misses their sessions, but more importantly him. She rarely got to see him, but when she did, it was usually at lunch time and sometimes at dinner time when he stayed late.
But she didn't complain, in fact it made her happy, only because she was closer to her puddin and the fact that their close contact it Dr. Clarks blood boil with rage. Harley can tell, anytime she talked about Jack or was near him she could almost feel the jealousy coming off Dr. Clark. The way her eyes filled with hate, and the way her fist clenched until her knuckles turned white. She hated Harley with a burning passion.
"Quinzel." Dr. Clark said dryly as she walked into the room snapping Harley out of her thoughts.
Harley put on a smile, to cover up her anger "How nice to see you doc." She said bitterly with a smile
Dr. Clark ignored her a plopped down her note book.
"Well, well someone's in a mood." Harley said smugly and her attitude quickly changing.
"Fuck you." She spat
"Oh doc whatever did I do to you to deserve such harsh words?" Harley fluttered her lashes
"You know I'm this close to putting you on electro shock therapy." She said avoiding her question
Harley just giggled "I dare you."
Dr. Clark looked down hesitantly at her notepad then growled lowly as she looked back up at Harley
"I knew you didn't have the heart to!" Harley smirked "you missed your chance for revenge sweetie. I know you're jealous, I can smell it." She snarled
Dr. Clark glared at the crazy clown girl in rage
"But anyways doc I remember you saying something along the lines of "how can steal someone from you that isn't yours" hm? It's fair game sweetie and looks like I'm winning!"
At that point Dr. Clark snapped. Jealousy took over her completely and she lost all control. Dr. Clark stood up and punched Harley hard in the jaw which only made Harley laugh as she spit out some blood.
"That's all you got ya dumb shrink? B-man can hit harder than that!" She laughed
Dr. Clark gave another blow to Harley's jaw, harder this time knocking her out of her chair making her land on her arm on the concrete floor.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Jack could never love a clown like you!" She continued to kick the helpless Harley as Dr. Clarks voice quivered as she yelled
"Seems...like he...does..." Harley said wincing in pain
"You only manipulated him you bitch!" She screamed as she got on top of Harley and began to beat her
"I'm the only on for the him! You hear me? Only me! He doesn't love you he's only faking so you can get the hell out of here!" Dr. Clark start to sob as Harley struggled under her as she was being beaten by the doctor.
Harley let out an ear piercing shriek as she struggled under the doctor who was now sobbing and her punches getting weaker and weaker as she mumbles a few words about Jack being her one and only.
It wasn't long before multiple guards rushed in and pulled Dr. Clark off her and handcuffed her hands behind her back and roughly yanking her back off Harley as she was helped up and taken down to the medical center.
At the medical center Jack stood there laughing with a couple of his coworkers with coffee cups in hand.
"So Jack who's that little dame that keeps hanging around you?" Leo his coworker smirked
"Just a former patient is all." He said with an uncomfortable smile
"So no patient, psychiatrist relationship huh?" Leo said as he leaned against the counter
"If she's free I would love to have a dame like that." Jared said as he took a drink of his coffee
"Guys you know against the rules to have any other relationship with the patient besides a professional one." Jack said crossing his arms
Jared rolls his eyes "So? Some of them are good for a quick bang. Besides it's not like the head director will find out and even if he does it's not like he'll fire us. We're one of the best doctors here and if he does fire us and a patient dies it's on his head!"
"Yeah besides what's it you if we bang the patients. More importantly that crazy dame Harley!" Leo smirked
Jacks mind started to fight again.
Show these people who Harley's belongs to. Show them who's boss!
Jack looked at the two men
Don't do it, don't let a girl like Harley ruin everything you worked hard for!
Jack looked at the two men again "She doesn't mean anything more than a patient to me."
Before Jared or Leo could say something the doors opened and a bloody Harley was walked in by the guards and sat down on the bed and taken out of her straitjacket. Jacks eyes widen in horror, Harley noticed this through her swollen eye and she giggled.
Jared and Leo left to grab supplies.
"I'm fine Mistah don't looks so scared!" Harley
smiled
Jack took a tissue from the box on the counter next to him and he walked over to Harley and sat on the bed next to her. Then he gently pressed the tissue up to her bloody nose as he gently wiped away the blood around her mouth. No words were said, just silence and tension.
After a few minutes he pulled the bloodied tissue away from her face. He dropped it in the trash bin near her bed, then he turned back to her. Jack opened his mouth to say something, but before he could Harley leaned in and kissed him.
In an instant he gave into her like a drug, he cupped her face softly as his mouth took a hold of her lower lip and he gently started to suck the over flowing blood from Harley's split lip. Her blood was sweet like candy, he couldn't get enough.
Harley laid back and pulled him down on to her. Out of habit he moved his hands down to her neck and squeezed tightly cutting off her air and probably leaving finger bruises. He continued to kiss her as Harley wrapped her legs around his waist.
"And you said you were against fucking the patients." Jared chuckled as he interrupted the pair along with Leo walking in behind him.
"Mmm I don't think my puddin is against fucking his patient." Harley purred and stroke his chest as Jack sat up still in between her leg.
"And they nicknames here!"Leo teased
Jack coughed awkwardly as he unlatched Harley's legs from him and he stood up and adjusted himself as secretly as possible.
Both men chuckled as they pulled up a chair next to her and they started to check out her face
"Whoever hit you, hit you pretty hard huh?" Jared asked as he looked at her swollen eye.
"Oh please I've taken worse from the bats!" She said smiling
Jared just nodded "okay I'm gonna lift up your shirt up to check out any other damage. Okay?" Harley just nodded as she watched Jared lift up her shirt.
Instantly Jack got jealous of this action. Harley noticed his eyes growing dark with anger and jealously.
Jared didn't notice neither did Leo till Jack punched Jared in the face hard causing him to roll away from Harley and hold his nose as it started to bleed.
Harley looked up to him in shock and the same shock was mirrored on his face.
"I'm..." he couldn't get the words out. One side said the man deserved it for even thinking about fucking his Harley and seeing no reason to apologize while the other half told him he should apologize and distance himself away from her before he gets fired from his job.
Instead he stayed silent and rushed out of the room and ran to the men's staff restroom. He looked at himself into one of the mirrors at the sink. He turns on the water and splashes himself in the face.
Jack looked up and gripped the sides of the sinks "Who are you?" He asked himself "What am I becoming?"
His mirror self looked back at him and gave a sinister grin.
"Haven't you guessed by now? I'm you. The real you." He started cackling.
It sent shivers down Jacks spine, all he could hear was the cackling.
"Shut up!" He yelled out loud as the cackling continued in his head. Jacks fist clenched and he screamed out loud as he punched the mirror in front of him.
The glass mirror fell into the sink and ground in shards. His knuckle was bleeding with little shards in them, but at last there was silence once again. He couldn't help but break down, he wasn't sure if he like what he was becoming or hated it, but all he could do now is cry in silence with his conflicted thoughts.
This is the original quite that I took some bits form for the Jack in the bathroom part:My insides contract- bad. "who are you?" I ask right out loud. And he says what I've been afraid of since I killed Lester's father. Haven't you guessed? I'm you. The real you. -
class="quoteAuthor" style="box-sizing: border-box; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"Bonnie Shimko, You Know What You Have to Do
Also sorry this chapter is kind of shit and late I had some writers block I couldn't think of anything good so went with the whole jealousy thing and wrote it kind of badly idk