Harley woke sometime later, Ivy was fast asleep beside her still clutching the blonde's clothes so tightly her knuckles were white. Red's face was troubled even in her sleep, Harley stroked the red-head's jaw gently. Harley hated what this was doing to Ivy, she was tortured even in her sleep. Harley slowly unclenched the red-heads hand from her clothes and slid out of bed. The blonde stood crossing her arms over her chest, as if to try to hold herself together. She looked down to the redhead laying so disturbed. Everything had been so perfect. Here in this quaint little cottage, hidden away from the world. How stupid it was to think everything would be okay, that the two of them could stay, happy together. Harley pulled the rubber bands that held her pigtail's and let her hair fall against her back pulling on one of Red's silk robes. The blonde walked through the empty cabin, it was so quiet Harley could hear her erratic heart beat. Why was the Joker so obsessed with Harley? She could never understand. He would beat the blonde within an inch of life, make her do the most insane and dangerous parts of his cruel scheme's to taught or mess with the Bat. He would torture her and then tell her that he's just too fucked up and that was how he displayed his affection. Even when they had sex he would be so rough, almost animalistic. Sometimes Harley wouldn't be able to sit or even walk for days after.
There was always this part of Harley that thought Mista. J, in some sick and twisted way loved her. But after spending these few days with Ivy, feeling these intense emotions, the way Red looked at her, her touch and just the way Red cared about Harley. It was something you would see in movies and books, but never actually happened. It was the most… intoxicating feeling the blonde had ever felt. Harley walked out to Red's green house, it was still a mess from the catastrophe of the girls first kiss. The blonde walked over to the "Bleeding Heart", their flower. Harley smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. "Our Flower" echoed in Harley's mind, something so simple yet meant so much. Harls stroked the petals ever so gently, there were three strong vine like stems. Each stem hung eight beautiful pink hearts, with white tear drops that emerged from the tip of the heart. So beautiful, and yet so dangerous. Harls turned and found one of Reds spray bottles, Harley sprayed the dangling hearts then the soil around it. So many thoughts were running through the blonde's head, did she leave? Go back to Gotham and take her punishment from Mista J? Does she stay here with Red… the person she truly loves but risk Mista J finding Red and torturing her or worse killing her. Did she convince Red to leave her home, and her work to find a safe place? So many dark thoughts ran through the blonde's head. Harley put down the bottle and leaned against one of the tables running her fingers through her hair.
"What is that Clowns problem!" Harley sighed frustrated.
Harley could feel the panic creeping up her spine. She needed to get out, she needed fresh air, or to destroy something. Harley's crazy was starting to spike. The blonde left the green house and walked back to the cabin. She made her back to Red's bedroom, she peered into the room slowly. Ivy still lay sound asleep gripping the bed sheets. Harley walked into the room silently over to her duffel stuffed with all she could carry when she ran from Gotham. She pulled out her beloved Chiappa Rhino 60DS. The revolver had white grips inlaid with a gold Joker emblem, gold decoration on the barrel shroud and alternating on the cylinder "Love" and "Hate" were etched into it. Harley also pulled out her Good Night Bat. The white tape that wrapped around the nub and a few inches up was dirty and ripping from use. Harley's red and blue diamonds painted just above the tape, with "Good night" etched into the wood vertically. Scribbles and script, written all over the bat along with "Kiss this" and Harley's lipstick print smeared in it. Harley flung her gun holster over her shoulders tucking the revolver into the leather pulling the robe back over her shoulders.
She ruffled through her bad and grabbed the box of bullets. She took her bat and made her way across the room. She took one last look at the sleeping Red and made her way out of the cabin. Harley made her way over to the large shed that Red housed her bike. The blonde rummaged around in the shed looking for things she could beat up and shoot. She found a bunch of glass bottles and a few blocks of wood. She carried it over to a small clearing next to the cabin setting up the bottles and the wood. Harley set up the blocks of wood on an old stump, along with a few of the glass bottles. With the rest Harley rested her bat on her shoulder then threw up one of the bottles waiting until the right moment before swinging smashing the glass. Once again, the blonde took the glass bottle and threw it up in the air, swinging as hard as she could, shattering the glass. The typical "Harley Quinn" crazy was burning in the blonde's eyes. She continued to swing at the bottles until there were none left. Harley leaned her bat up against a nearby tree and reached into her robe pulling out the revolver taking aim at the blocks of wood. Her finger hovered over the trigger before firing the bullet hit the wood block shattering it into pieces. Again, Harley took aim firing at the other block of wood watching it explode. She continued to fire until the cylinder was empty, the blonde's heart was beating so heavily she could feel it pounding in her ears.
After everything had been destroyed Harley leaned against a tree sliding down against it wrapping her arms around her knees pressing her chin against her knees. By the time the two had gotten home and checked every inch of the cabin it was early morning. The sun was high in the sky at this point. Harley ran her fingers through her hair looking up at the sun as it peaked through the leaves of the trees. The blonde eventually stood slowly putting her revolver back in her holster and grabbing her bat making her way back inside the cabin. Once inside she made her way to back to the bedroom. She slid the robe off her shoulders and threw it back where she picked it up. Harley stuffed her weapons back into her duffel bag and walked over to the bed where Ivy still lay sleeping. The blonde crawled over the bed and hovered over the red-head stroking a few strands of hair away from her face. Harley smiled and leaned down kissing the red-head gently against her forehead, trailing kisses down her neck. The blonde nibbled and sucked against Ivy's collar bone leaving a love bite on her skin. Ivy let out a small moan, biting her lip. Harley grinned pleased with herself then hopped off the bed and peeled off the rest of her clothing walking into the bathroom. The blonde started the shower then stepped in sliding the glass doors behind her. She stood under the water and let the water wash away everything that had weighed heavy on her shoulders. Harley ran her fingers through her wet hair, letting out a small sigh. There was something about a shower, and the hot water that just made everything wash away in that moment.
Ivy groaned softly rolling over in her bed. She stretched out, basically starfishing in her bed. The red-head opened her eyes slowly reaching her arm out to Harley's side of the bed. When she didn't feel the blonde beside her she sat up slowly. She heard the shower and saw the steam coming from the doorway. Ivy sprung up ripping her clothes off walking silently into the bathroom. She slipped into the shower behind Harley pressing up against the blondes back. Harley smiled pulling the red-heads arms around her waist leaning back into her.
"Well hello there sleepy head." Harley smiled leaning her head back against Ivy's shoulder.
Ivy giggled and leaned in pressing her lips against the blondes. "Hello to you to sexy."
Harley turned in the red-heads embrace sliding her arms around her neck. Their bodies pressed against each other. Ivy traced her fingers along the blonde's back, tracing her scars gently.
"Ive never notice all of your scars Harls." Ivy frowned "Are most of these from him?"
Harley looked down at the love bite on Ivy's shoulder. "He had a sick way of showin' his love…or just wasn't afraid of hurtin' me if I fucked up."
Ivy took a step back holding the blonde at arm's length. Red lifted her hand and stroked over Harley's cheek. She trailed her fingers down the blonde's neck tracing each scar as her fingers guided over them. Harley shivered biting down against her lip softly, goosebumps raised against her skin from the redhead's fingers. Ivy moved in closer pressing her lips to one of the larger scars on Harley's body. She spun the blonde around sliding her hands up Harley's sides, up her arms. Ivy dragged her lips over the blonde's shoulder blades kissing each scar tracing them with her fingers. Red crouched down kissing over the blonde's bum, giving it a gentle bite. She turned the blonde around again kissing just below her belly button then dragged her lips up Harley's body. The way Ivy's lips traced over Harley's scars lit up her skin. Every part of her body the redhead touched was on fire. Ivy leaned in kissing the blonde slowly pressing up against her. Harley held the redhead tightly, she moved her lips against Ivy's with an intensity and urgency. Harley needed Ivy's lips against hers in that moment. The girls broke the kiss, panting, their bodies tangled together. Their foreheads pressed together, Ivy stroked against Harley's lips.
Ivy gazed into the blonde's eyes "I'll never let him touch you again. Ever."
Harley caught her breath gazing back into Red's eyes stroking over the red-head's lips. "I know you will. That's why I love you."
The girls finished up in the shower and walked back into the bedroom, Ivy smacked the blondes bum as she walked. Harley giggled and ran over to the drawers pulling out underwear and an oversized shirt. Ivy smiled and walked to her closet pulling out a lumber jack flannel pulling it on.
"Ahh finally just going with the classic Red huh? No panties, no bra, no shirt, nothing." Harley winked.
Ivy just laughed then grabbed the blonde pulling her close. "Anything to please the princess"
Harley growled playfully, "Mm yeah, and its easy access for later."
Ivy raised her eyebrows and grinned darkly. "Oh Miss. Quinn you are positively prime evil"
Harley laughed and slide her arms around the red-heads waist grabbing her bum, squeezing. Ivy growled and bit the blondes lip tugging slowly. Harley lifted the redhead wrapping her legs around the blonde's waist, Ivy cupped the blondes face leaning in to kiss her when there was a rough knock at the cabin door. Harley's head snapped to the direction of the front door, Ivy climbed down off Harley pulling the blonde behind her body. They two walked toward the front door, Ivy reached for the knob twisting and pulling the door open. There stood a petite, short blonde on the door step.
"Holly?" Ivy sounded confused and unsure.
"Holly?" Harley piped up from behind Ivy, crossing her arms.
Ivy ran her fingers through her damp hair. "Uh… Harley this is Holly… My uhm… Ex"
Holly rested her hands on her hips, "So this is the bitch you've replaced me with."
Harley's eyebrows shot up "Who ya callin a bitch ya, fake ass blonde"
Ivy covered her face then let out a breath. "Let's not do this… Holly you know how I felt about Harley and you know that's why I left you."
Holly rolled her eyes softly, "Oh come on… you know I can shake those leaves better than that fresh of the boat bitch."
"Fresh off tha boat? What the fuck would ya know, ya freak" Harley growled.
Ivy growled softly her hands balling into fists at her sides, she took Holly's wrist tugging her outside. Harley crossed her arms over her chest watching Holly with hateful eyes.
"Holly, enough. You are just causing a scene and I don't know why. You need to leave." Ivy let go of the girl's wrist and crossed her arms.
"Oh, come on Poison, you can't tell me she's going to stick around. She doesn't even really know if she likes the V" Holly put her hands on her hips.
Ivy ran her fingers through her hair. "I don't know what's going to happen but I know I love her, and I'll give my life protecting her."
Harley frowned gently. Did Ivy think that she was going to just up and leave one day? Red should know that she's serious about what was going on between the two of them no matter how new she was to it. Harley walked from the door and stood beside Red.
"You don't know anything about me or the shit I've been through." Harley said with pain in her voice.
Holly rolled her eyes slowly. "We all have our own shit honey. Don't pretend you are some special snowflake."
"Leave her alone!" Ivy came face to face with Holly.
Holly took advantage of Ivy's closeness sliding her fingers into the red heads hair and crushing her lips against Ivy's. The redhead's eyes widened slightly stunned. The redhead stood there for a second letting Holly move her lips against her, old feelings sparking up. Ivy put her hands on the girls shoulders gripping them then pushing Holly off her.
"What the hell Holly…" Ivy touched her lips gently.
Harley growled and pulled her hand back launching her fist at the girl's face. There was a crack when Harley's knuckles made contact with the girl's face. Harley laughed and kissed her knuckles as the girl fell to the ground. Harley jumped on the girl continuing to land punches on the girls face and body. Holly blocked one of Harley's punches and landed a few of her own. Ivy wiped her lips then groaned grabbing Harley's shoulders and pulling her off the now bloody girl. The redhead shook her head, and looked down at Holly. She was breathing but unconscious. Ivy walked around towards her green house. She came back around the corner some time later with a syringe. She jammed it into the girl's heart pushing the liquid into her veins. The girl gasped awake coughing and spitting blood. The contents of the syringe were a mixture of adrenaline and poison from some of her babies. The mixture would allow time for Holly to make her way back to where ever she came from and get help. Ivy stood and called upon the roots in the ground. She lifted the girl carrying her to the edge of the trail.
"Get to a hospital. Don't be stupid. Get out of here, and don't come back Holly. I mean it." Ivy set the girl down at the beginning of the trail.
Holly looked back once then turned and ran. Ivy relinquished her hold on the roots and vines and walked back to Harley. The redhead lifted the blondes hand looking at her bloody knuckles, then reached up and tilted Harley's face to the side looking at the cuts and bruises forming on her face. Harley's face was blank, the laughing had faded. Ivy slid her fingers around the blonde's wrist and pulled her inside the cabin. The redhead walked into her bedroom and sat Harley on the bed. Ivy made her way into the bathroom grabbing a cloth, running it under some cold water then the first aid kit. She made her way back to Harley and kneeled in front of her, dabbing her face with the cloth. Ivy grabbed a few swabs and wet them with the alcohol. She dabbed the blonde's eyebrow wiping up the blood then placing the little butterfly stitches over the blonde's eye. Ivy then put the cold cloth on Harley's knuckles. The blonde didn't even flinch, not once. Her face was blank, no emotion, her eyes dark and clouded. Ivy finished cleaning the blondes face and wrapped up her hand. The red head cupped the blonde's face slowly tucking some hair behind her ear pressing her lips to Harley's forehead. The blonde took Ivy's hands and pulled them away, she stood and walked to the bathroom not saying a word. The redhead frowned and stood up after the blonde into the bathroom. Harley stood in front of the mirror taking a look at the damage. Ivy came up behind her wrapping her arms around the blonde gently resting her chin on Harley's shoulder. The blonde looked at the redhead through the mirror then pulled Ivy's arms from around her. Ivy frowned crossing her arms over her chest holding herself together.
"Harls…what's wrong" Ivy reached for the blonde slowly.
"Nothing Ivy, nothing is wrong." Harley pulled her shirt over her head dropping it to the ground.
She did the same with her underwear and the cloth that had been wrapped around her hand then walked from the bathroom. Ivy followed once more wrapping the flannel tight around her torso. Harley turned around to face the redhead. She pulled Ivy toward her and pushed the flannel shirt off dropping it to the ground. The blonde pushed the redhead against the wall. Harley trailed her lips over the redhead's skin, biting her shoulder slightly hard. Ivy knew something was wrong, Harley wasn't being honest with her. The blonde didn't even call Ivy 'Red' she only ever calls her Red. Ivy tried to push herself off the wall but the blonde pushed Ivy up against the wall again sliding her thigh between the redhead's legs, pinning her hands to the wall. Harley leaned in trailing her lips across the redhead's chest.
"Ha…Harley…" Ivy breathed out slowly.
The blonde pressed her thigh up against Ivy's covered heat.
"Let me in Ivy…" Harley nuzzled the leaves that covered Ivy's breasts.
Ivy shook her head then pulled her hands from the blonde's hold. She stepped away looking at Harley with pained eyes.
"No. Something is wrong, and I'm not going to let you use sex to ignore what's going on with you." Ivy teared up. "I know there is something wrong. You're mad… or something. You are calling me Ivy. You never call me Ivy."
Harley fisted her hands at her side then hit the shower nozzle, stopping the water. The blonde got out and grabbed a towel wrapping it around her wringing out her hair in the sink. Ivy teared up then followed Harley grabbing the flannel that lay on the floor pulling it on.
"Harley! Do not just walk away from me!" Ivy called after her.
Harley walked over to one of Ivy's dressers, pulling out underwear, a tank-top and a pair of short shorts. Ivy crossed the room taking Harley's wrist spinning her to face the redhead.
"Harley! Talk to me!" Ivy pleaded.
"I have nothing to say to you." Harley pulled her hand away.
Ivy shook her head and pushed the blonde. "Fucking talk to me! I know you have something to say so just fucking say it!"
Harley's eyes gleamed wickedly, she shoved the redhead back. "Don't fucking touch me"
Ivy shoved the blonde again shoving her harder. "Spit it out!"
Harley growled but tears were welling up in her eyes. Harley grabbed the redhead's shoulders. "You Hesitated! That bitch kissed you and you hesitated!" The blonde pushed the redhead, shoving her until the back of Ivy's knees were pressed against the edge of the bed.
"You told me that you loved me! You said to me that I was everything you's have ever wanted but this bitch comes here to this cabin and has the nerve to kiss you and you Hesitate!" Harley sobbed.
Ivy's eyes went wide, she slid down and sat on the bed. She ran her fingers through her soaked hair.
"Harley… I…" Ivy started.
"Oh, save the excuses Red, I don't want to hear it…" Harley slid to her knees sobbing in front of the redhead.
Ivy frowned then reached down grabbing Harley pulling her up into her lap. "Harley…" The blonde tried to pull away but Ivy held her.
"Harley please, just listen." Ivy made Harley look at her. "Yes… I hesitated. Yes, there was this moment of feelings that bubbled over when she kissed me."
Harley sobbed harder, starting to get up thinking she knows where Ivy was taking her speech. Ivy pulled her back down pulling the blondes legs around her waist.
"Harley please… Yes. When she kissed me, I reminisced to what I had with her. But. It was nothing compared to the feelings I have for you, it doesn't compare to the sparks that fly every time I kiss you."
Harley blinked slightly in shock. The blonde thought Ivy everything was over.
"Harls… I have loved you since the day I met you. That day in the museum, you remember?" Ivy wiped away Harley's tears, the blonde nodding at the redhead.
"I have dreamed over and over of the day where I got to call you mine. Harley… You terrify me. You honestly scare me more than the clown does." Ivy explained.
"I… terrify you?" Harley frowned confused.
"Yes. You are the only person who could destroy me ever so easily. My heart… my everything is yours Harley. I love You, more than you know." Ivy teared up. "When Holly said you were new to this, you were fresh off the boat it scared me."
"Red… I know I'm still new at everything but I can learn." Harley sniffled.
"Not like that Harley. You shake my leaves ten times over, I'm afraid you are going to wake up on day and realize, I'm not what you want." Tears streamed down Ivy's face, pressing her forehead against the blonde's skin.
Harley frowned at Ivy's words, sliding her arms around the redhead's shoulders.
"You know how Superman's weakness is Kryptonite, you Harley Quinn are my kryptonite. You are the only thing that makes me so vulnerable." Ivy sobbed into the blonde's shoulder.
Harley let the words sink in a small smile appearing on her lips. She slid her finger under the redhead's chin pressing her lips against Ivy's gently. The redhead cupped Harley's cheek gently moving her lips against the blonde's.
"I'm your Kryptonite huh?" Harley couldn't help but smile.
Ivy stroked the blonde's cheek nodding her head slowly, sliding her arms around Harley's waist. "You are my weakness Miss. Quinn."
Harley bit down against her lip sliding her fingers through the redhead's wet hair. "Oh, Miss. Quinn. I like that."
Harley leaned in bit against the redhead's lip. Ivy crawled back against the bed then pulled the blonde over her. Harley grinned crushing her lips against the redhead's, pressing her hips against Ivy's. Harley pushed the flannel shirt off the redhead's shoulders then tossed it on the floor.
"How about I do some… practicing hmm?" Harley grinned kissing down Red's body.
Ivy grinned tilting her head back slowly. "Oh Doll, please do…"
Ivy pulled the leaves covering her breasts and heat. Harley dragged her lips down the redhead's body painfully slow. Ivy tangled her fingers in the bed sheets, her moans filling the cabin as the blonde had her way. The two devoured each other over and over, until they were both exhausted. They drifted to sleep wrapped in each other.