~I torture you
Take my hand through the flames
I torture you
I'm a slave to your games
I'm just a sucker for pain~
~Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, Imagine Dragons w/ Logic, Ty Dolla $ign~
Zara woke up with her head fuzzy and in her pjs. She was also in The Joker and Harley's bed, which was empty. The soft material from the comforter made her want to stay in bed longer, but she knew she had to get up. She made the bed and headed off to her bedroom and got ready for the day. With the event that happened two nights ago, she had bruises start to heal, the cut in her shin and neck stitched up, and her pale skin and half empty eyes running out of life in her. "Are you the Joker's Daughter?" She asked herself in the mirror. "I'm going crazy." She said and just started getting ready. She chose simple dark skinny jeans, her white All Stars, a graphic tee and a denim long sleeve that she tied around her waist.
She walked down stairs and the house empty. Not even Oliver, David or the rest of the crew were down there. The Joker and Harley couldn't be found anywhere, so Zara just searched the fridge and cup boards for any snacks. She found some french toast and heated it up in the microwave. While waiting for the her food to finish, she grabbed her ipod and checked the time. '9:30 AM , Saturday' her ipod read in glowing white numbers. Suddenly, something clicked in her mind. She was remembering the sudden memories she's been having; about Harley and Joker. Something about them she needed to know. She never knew anything about her past and this could be the time she can figure out why. She absent mindedly went to the room where she was tortured the first time. Ignoring the beeping of her french toast ready. She saw the machine and the two cylinders and studied the machine carefully. The images of her screaming in pain and memories of her childhood, start to flash back and understand how the machine works.
She turned it on and followed what the Joker did to her the last time she was in this room. The electric shocks start to stab her in the brain and she could feel that nauseous and incredible pain return to the surface. Her screams then stop as she's getting a memory again.
~~~~~~~~~Flash Back~~~~~~~~
"No Puddin' we can't do this!! She's our baby girl!" Yelled Harley Quinn to the Joker. The Joker slapped her across the face. She held her now turning red cheek and tears start to form in her eyes. "Well what else are we suppose to do Harls?! We've been ratted out and they don't know that we have a kid!!" He scolded over her. He then took out his gun and shot one of his goons in the head. Blood splatter painted the walls as the body went limp and fell to the floor. A look from the Joker sparked an idea. He walked up to Zara, who was sitting across from them on the floor with a blanket, picked her up and cradled her into his arms. Harley then stood up; joining the two.
"C'mon. Follow me." He ordered Harley as she followed the Joker out of the door and into the car. He then gave Zara into Harley's arms gently; getting into the drivers seat and started the engine. The car went into a halt, and they stopped at Gotham's Local Orphanage. Harley knew what he intended and she stepped out of the fancy car and walked up the stone-lit stairs that led to the main door to the orphanage. She laid Zara down with the blanket wrapped around her. Harley gently knelt down to her, Zara's vision small and squished. "I love you Zara. We love you Zara. We never intended to end it this way." She kissed her on the forehead. "I'm sorry." Harley's soft words were cut off by her running back into the fancy car, wiping away tears from her eyes and stepping into the car, before the Joker drove away.
The memory ended and so did Zara's strength, as she felt weak and limp from the self torture. But something grabbed her wrist to steady her on the table. "What in the fuck were you doing!?" The Joker yelled at her. Zara's vision blurred and the sound of his voice sounded slurred and distorted. He slammed her head on the metal table as she snapped back into her senses. She blinked hazily a few times before the Joker said something, but completely ignored him before he held her neck and slammed her against the wall.
Grabbing onto his hand on her throat, she gave a smug smirk and looked up at him with her sapphire eyes, almost filled with complete nothingness and sadness. "You gave me up because you cared about me. Harley was the one who told me before she left me on that staircase. You freaks really are my parents." She said. Her tone serious. The Joker raised a brow in surprise. She's starting to finally go insane. His work was almost complete.
He smirked and threw her to the floor. She gasps in pain as her skin burned from the floor rashes forming on her skin. He stomped to her and towered over her; feeling like he was the only thing in the world that could bring her down. He started to kick her back and stomach violently as she tried to curl up in a ball to avoid anymore hits, but failed the attempt. He then picked her up by her shirt and slammed her head to the nearest wall. She tried to squirm out of his grasp but he punched her in the face. The impact hitting her on the cheek bone, already feeling the bruise form on the surface of her skin. "Now, i'm gonna ask you again. What the fuck were you doing?" He asked, his tone dangerously low while holding her up by her neck again. "Getting my memories back the hard way." She muttered weakly. "I guess you can say I'm a Sucker for Pain." She said with an evil smirk and her tone serious. The Joker landed a few more hits on her before he let go and watched her weak body go limp on the tiled floor. Blood starts to drip out of the corners of Zara's mouth. Bruises start to from on her body, and pain afflicting her head by the millions.
The Joker then grabs out a knife and grabs Zara's arms. "Sucker for Pain huh?" He says sarcastically and carves into Zara's skin in her arms. Her screams fill the inhuman air and tears start to rain down her pale face. She takes a glimpse at what he's doing and she sees him carving symbols and words into her skin. Around her forearm and wrist. Diamonds, hearts, card shapes, words and even smiles are carved into her delicate skin. Her screams are at the brim of her throat, but the surface isn't letting anymore screams come out of her. Just the insufferable pain on her arms clash around her. After a while, The Joker leaves the room, without saying a word.
Zara wakes up on the living room couch, her legs prompt up onto Jay's lap, and her head laying on Oliver's lap; with his hands on her cheek bone, and an ice pack. She sits up, only to get back down from a head rush. "Oh god, head rush." She mutters quickly and lays back down into Oliver's lap. "I'm all done anyway." He says, gently grabbing a pillow for Zara to lay on. "What happened?" She says holding her forehead, trying to stop the room from suddenly spinning. "Well, the Joker ordered us to look after you while he went somewhere with Harley," Jay said, his eyes locked on his phone and fingers moving at an unspeakable rate. "And ordered me to see if you were okay." Oliver said. "Here. Hold this on your bruise for thirty minutes. And try not to move your arms to much. The stitches are still settling in." Oliver says as he lets go of the ice pack. Zara did what she was told and continues to listen to the guys. John then walked over to the couch to join them. He sat down beside Jay.
Zara heard a small chuckle escape Jay's lips as he continues to be on his phone. "Who are your texting?" Zara asks, curiously. Hoping not to sound to rude or nosey. "My girlfriend Christinna. I was talking about your ridiculous choice of patterned pyjamas, and she likes it." He smiles. "Wait what? Their not ridiculous! Are they?" She exclaimed and asked the other guys. 'Ah...' And 'Umm...' Was the only responses from the two other men. "What? Oh come on! Oh look," Zara said, who spotted David walk into the room, looking down at his phone. "Hey David! Do you think my pjs are ridiculous looking?" She asked across the room. "Umm..." Was all he said and made a swift 'U' turn before turning to the room he just walked out of. "Hey!" She said and the rest of the guys laughed.
"Okay, then! What's so bad about them? It's just deep orange stars, baby blue clouds and the background is sunny yellow!" She states matter-of-factly. "That's exactly it. It's a bad combo pyjamas and colour. Plus the little collar thingy at the buttons." John points and flicks at her buttons. "Hey! I like those buttons thank-you-very-much!" She pouts. The rest of them laugh and Zara changes the subject.
"So tell me more about your girlfriend." Zara asked Jay. "Well, she has short brown hair, blue-ish green eyes, great teeth, rocking jawline..." Jay kept going on and on about her. "She lived on a farm during her childhood, and now she's in university; working on getting her degree in performing arts." He says daydreaming. "Wow. How long have you guys been together?" Zara asks. "About 5 years now. Its actually almost our anniversary." Jay says. Before Zara could respond, Jay's phone rang; interrupting her. "Oh, its her. I gotta take this." Jay says and walked into the other room to answer the call.
David came back into the room with a bunch of DVD's in his hands. "Since it's October, i've got some awesome horror movies." He exclaims excitedly and lays the movies around the coffee table.
"Halloween, obviously. Hocus Pocus, Nightmare Before Christmas, Halloween Town, Babysitter Bloodbath, Power Drill Massacre, and Until Dawn." He lays each one by one as he calls them out. "Ooh! Babysitter bloodbath! That one is scary and hilarious!" Zara grabbed the DVD. "What no! Power Drill Massacre is way scarier." David prompt the DVD in his hand. "Its too scary!" Zara said, slumping down into the couch. "No, lets do something low key like nightmare Before Christmas. Its a classic." Oliver suggested. "Naw man. Nightmare Before Christmas is to low key. Its animated. Lets watch Until Dawn." John adds.
All of them start to argue till Zara got all of then to quiet down. "Why can't we just watch Halloween?" She asks them. "Okay." They all say and everybody sits down while David puts the CD in the DVD player. Jay comes back from his phone call and joins us on the purple couch. "Is this Halloween? I love this movie!" He exclaims and sits beside John. Zara get comfy by getting a pillow and prompting her legs on David's lap and the pillow on Oliver's lap. During half of the movie, she eventually dozed off; and before you know it, it was nighttime. She was getting into sleep mode when he heard the Joker, Harley and Oliver's voice.
"We'll take her up to her room. Thanks." Harley said and it sounded like she gave Oliver a kiss on the cheek. "No problem boss." Oliver said. His British accent flowing out like water. Zara felt someone carry her, and assumed it was the Joker. Later, he laid her on her bed and tucked her in. "Goodnight Hunny!" Whispered Harley as she gave Zara a kiss on the forehead. "Goodnight, Zara." The Joker said and also gave her a kiss on her forehead before he left the room and shut the lights. Zara opened her eyes slowly and whispered, "Goodnight Mom. Goodnight Dad." And fell to sleep for real.