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Now here's chapter 17 :D
POV- Joker
Tick, tock. Tick, tock.
I was playing with my favorite pocket knife. Weaving it in and out between my purple gloved fingers. Sitting in my room alone. It was quiet.
The thoughts in my head were going a mile a minute. My mind was on what Harley has been doing. I've been getting more and more suspicious.
Harley wasn't like she was a couple months ago. Now she has an attitude and doesn't seem that afraid of me anymore. I needed to find out what she was doing.
I should talk to her.
Getting up from my sitting position on the floor, I walked to the door and out into the hallway. It was still quiet. Too quiet. I decided to walk to the game room at the end of the hallway.
When I opened the door everyone was intently watching a football game. One of the teams scored and it wasn't the one they wanted to. They all booed at the flashing TV screen. Looking around the room I saw that Harley wasn't there.
I cleared my throat. Everybody in the room looked up.
"Ryan. Go get Harley and bring her to the empty room at the other end of the hallway", I commanded him.
If she was even there. She better not have snuck out again.
Ryan sighed to himself. "Okay Boss.", he said.
I walked away from the door and to the room that I told him about.
There was one single light in the middle of the room, hanging from the ceiling. When I turned it on it was still dim. Not that I cared much. Under the light was a metal table and two uncomfortable looking chairs that matched the table.
I sat down on the chair that faced the door. Waiting and waiting until they got here.
Tick, tock.
She could be a real pain sometimes. I'm already irritated with the Mob not stepping up and helping with the Batman situation. They're not as tough as they think they are. Just like Harley.
My thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked three times on the door. The door opened slowly and Ryan's head popped in. He noticed I was here and he stepped in.
Walking over to the table he brought Harley with him and sat her down. I waved him off and put both of my hands on the table.
Then I realized something.
Ryan didn't blindfold her. I'd have to talk to him about that. Now she would know some of the way around the hideout.. But I am going to get rid of her soon anyways. Maybe I should get rid of Ryan too..
Her eyes glanced around the room. She examined the room closely. Maybe a little too close. My eyes narrowed and I stared at her.
"Hello, Harley", I said to her, my voice deep. I licked my bottom lip.
She looked at me and said, "Hello Mister J."
We sat in silence once again. I sighed and started talking again.
"So Harley, what have you been doing lately?"
She paused and looked at me.
"Nothing much", she simply said.
Yeah right. I know what she's been doing.
"You haven't uh, snuck out at all have you?", I asked.
"Nope."
Should I ask her if she's planning against me? No.. But it would definitely help knowing what she's doing. She probably wouldn't say if she is anyways.
"So you haven't uh, been doing anything..?"
"Nope", she said popping the 'p' at the end.
This is getting frustrating. Very frustrating.
"Are you hiding something from me?", I questioned yet again.
"No! Of course not Mister J. Why would I do that?", she asked sounding a little sarcastic. My suspicions rose.
I started getting even more frustrated.
She is hiding something. I know she is! But I didn't know what exactly Harley wasn't telling me. She wasn't giving me the answers I wanted.
"Harley!", I said loudly. I slammed my hand down on the table. "I know you're doing something! Don't lie to me", I told her with clenched teeth.
Her eyes went a little wide. Then she raised one of her brows.
I calmed down for a moment and then asked my last question.
"Why did you help me and the boys the other night?"
"Well I wanted to see what you guys were doing. Then, when I was on my way back I heard yelling and decided to check it out. And there you guys were.", she explained to me. At the end she held out her hands.
"Mhm..", I said back. "So you didn't do anything else?"
"No.", she said sounding annoyed.
I sighed, taking my hands off the table I sat back in my chair.
Then after a couple minutes of silence, Harley started talking.
"Now, let me ask you something Mister J."
I didn't speak.
What was she getting at? What was she trying to prove?
"I had snuck out that day. You, yourself, tell me not to sneak out or else. I snuck out that night, but I beat up four guards twice my size, and saved you guys from getting caught. So tell me this, what is this 'or else'."
I was shaking with anger now.
She is pushing my limits. How could someone like her do that?
She continued, "What? Are you going to carve my face? Are you going to-"
I slammed hands on the table and grabbed her by the collar of the shirt.
Pulling out my knife I held it to her neck.
"You listen to me and listen to me good. I should have killed you when I had the many chances to." I paused and licked my bottom lip.
Then I glanced at Harley. Her breathing was quicker. A cut started to appear as my knife sunk in deeper to her skin.
"You think I won't hurt you? You think I won't kill you, Harleen? You-"
"Oh Mister J, we all know you won't kill me. You'll try, but you won't-"
"ENOUGH," I yelled. My hand went across her face. She stood there in shock.
"Enough with interrupting, enough with your attitude. Do you want to be uh, killed Harley?"
"No.", she said quietly.
"Well, you will anyways.", I said back.
Her eyes stared at me with pure hatred.
I let go of her and I walked over to the door banging my fist on it.
Ryan opened the door and I walk right past him and down the hall.
She will be killed. And soon.
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