“Tell me what you did while you were out, Harley.”
The nurse lifted the sheet up to examine and document the blue and black splashes across her body. Her tethered wrist still showed signs of someone’s violent fingers but she wouldn’t say who. I’m sure I knew who it was though.
“I fell.” Harley grunts in a sad voice, her sapphire eyes shifting down and away from the nurse and I. Her white make up was scarcely there but for around her nose, temples and chin, faded gray mascara trails down her cheeks and her golden hair was messy with pieces of twigs and leaves as if someone had grabbed a hand full and tossed her to the ground. Her smeared and worn red and black painted lips were chapped and bruised failing to hide the cut along the discolored left side of her mouth. I knew she didn’t just fall.
“Sweety, unless the ground grabbed you and jumped into your face, I down think you-“
“Please, just examine her. No one is allowed to speak to Ms Quinzel but official staff of Arkham, I’m afraid.” I interrupt. The general hospitals aren’t train to deal with lunatics like her and the nurses here tend to talk too much and get our patients imagination going.
“Yea, don’t talk to me, I’m crazy, don’t you know. I just might believe that the floor threw itself at me! I could believe that.” Harley adds sarcastically. “Look, I’m not crazy, doc. I didn’t do this to myself but Im not lying! I did fall.” Her eyes shifting to look at that ceiling, “I fell in love but he’s not so crazy about me. So he says. So he sometimes acts but I know he loves me.”
“Who?” I question.
“My puddin’”
“Is he the one that hurt you?” I add.
“What? Never! He wouldn’t lay a hand on me!” her eyes dropped down and teared up as if she didn’t believe that herself. “Um, can I just be alone for a little bit?”
“Yes, I’ll come back in fifteen minutes, is that okay?” I comply, this way, maybe she’ll open up to me more when I come back. I motion for the nurse to follow and leave the room.
Fifteen minutes go by when I walk back into the room, alone and sat in my chair for a few moments when suddenly she turned to me and said, “It was all violent... but so kinky.” I got the feeling that I was in high school again, talking to a girlfriend what she and her boyfriend did the night before. There was a vibe to her like she wanted to share her story.
“Go on…” I insist as I ready my pad and pen.
“He was angry because of something Gordon’s wife said on the news about him and the Bats. I wasn’t even back with the groceries yet. I walked in the doors and PLOW! I ducked but I wasn’t fast enough.”
“Did your ‘pudding’ throw something at you?” I inquire.
“Do you want to hear this or are you going to ask questions the time. She snapped back. I nod and tell her to continue feeling rather silly.
“You quacks are always all about you and your stupid questions, sheesh. Anyway, like I was saying. I didn’t duck in time and plow! The next thing I know he’s standing over me, giggling, asking why I like to walk into flying pans.” She smiles widely, “Haha, he cracks me up.”
“It was the creeper that did this to me. I told J that I wanted nothing to do with that freak but I had to blow up the memorial building downtown and the creeper, like, lives downtown. Specifically in the memorial building!”
I nod my head, listening intentively.
“So I was by myself and there he was, all, freakazoid and drooling on me. Asking me to please give him my number but I gave it to him straight. I tells him, look creep, I’m a one loon gal so buzz off! But he wouldn’t go away, so I aimed my bazooka at him and-“
“You fired a bazooka at someone?!?!” I interrupted in disbelief.
“Yah huh.” She nods her head smugly, “Tons of people.” Why on earth would someone go to such extremes, I cant comprehend but I urge her to go on.
“Yep, I shot him with my bazooka” she continues proudly, “But the freak jumped out of the way and it just blew up a bike store. Then before I knew it I was stuck-“
“Stuck? Stuck on what?” I ask impatiently.
“I got stuck in his psycho grip. He had his arms all around me and I couldn’t breathe! So I start screaming, ‘JAY! JAY! HELP! MISTA JAY!’ While kicking and trying to wriggle away but he was too strong. My puddin’ was nowhere in sight!” she frowns.
“What did he do to you?”
“He kept hugging me and I couldn’t breathe and past out.” She shrugs.
“Do you think h-he... Raped you?” I comment fearfully. “We have Jack Ryder on file; I can get a dna match up faster than you can blink, if he did.”
“What? No! What?” her voice rung with annoyance. “I woke up with him still hugging me in the middle of the street. I don’t know who long it was but Jay was arguing with him over me and demanded him to return me to his loving ar-“
“Come’on Harl, you know that’s not what happened, get to the good stuff already.” A voice prods from the curtains. “Tell her how I-”
“Secur-“ The Joker charges out of the curtains. Hand over my mouth, the other with a pocket knife to my throat and forces me to stay seated. He sits on my lap, grin menacingly smiling. He smells like sweat and rain and the echo of his laughter is drowning the sound of my heart’s pounding. I glance over at the tightly restrained Harley Quinn. Her eyes are giant blue and happy, her cut lips smile ear to ear.
“Puddin’! You came!” she sighed like a school girl in love.
“Come’on. Finish the story, pumpkin.” His words visibly made her melt as she nodded eager to please him. I couldn’t believe, it was the Joker she was referring to this whole time. I never thought Harleen was that insane but it started to become clear to me, she was a nut.
“So… ah.. the creeper…” she kept her eyes locked on the Joker, “Wanted to prove to me that he loved me and wanted me to feel the same way back. He pressed his face into mine hard and tried to kiss me but I bite him. No way, my lips are for my puddin’s only.” She smiles to him.
I notice the Joker’s face growing slightly annoyed as he forcefully smiles back.
“His grip loosens and I run to Jay and hide behind him. He throws a gas marble and pushes me into the car and we take off. But I guess I made Jay mad. I thanked him for helping me but he wouldn’t say anything at all! I told him that I hate that loser and that he was the only clown in my heart but-“
“I told her to just shut up for pete sake, she has quite the yapper” Joker elbows me, smiling, and winks.
“So… we get to our place and I open the door. I turn to tell him something to break the ice and I can tell that he’s pissed!” her smile fades as she continues, “I ask him whats wrong and he looks at me as if he’s off in some far off world.”
“No, I was just having a civil debate with a few voices in my head. See, I’m a little sick in the head and seeing Harls go off and make out with that guy, had set them off, pretty badly.” Said the Joker calmly as he started cleaning under his nails with the tip of his blade. Harley’s eyes started watering.
“I didn’t want anything to do with him, I swear. I love you and just y-“
“Come’on, get on with the story!” he interrupts, shifting his weight causing blood to rush back into my numbing leg.
“I threw my arms around his neck and gave his a peck on the lips but he was still out in space, when suddenly he pushed me off of him. I fell to the floor, like I told you I did. I fell and hit my head on the edge of the door. I was so upset from-”
“She was being a little p-m-sy the whole day” Joker adds in my ear.
“-the creeper kissing me that I burst into tears and rush to my bed. But he wasn’t being himself. He smashed the door into the wall and pulled me off the bed by my arm. I plead that I was sorry and that he needsa cool down but he dragged me into the living room.”
“Ohh, its getting good!” Joker whispers to me again.
“I managed to wiggle my way out but I could get far enough before he grabbed me by my hair and slammed me against the wall. Smiling, I noticed his eyes were very distant when he was looking at me, so I said, baby, ‘I can make it up to you.’ He smiles and said ‘Yeah-“
“Correction, dear, I said yea? You slut.” He smiled. She frowned.
“Um... yea... he said ‘yea… you… slut” she said sadly, “He grabbed me by the throat and slammed me through our table onto the floor. Sitting on top of me, he slammed me against the ground again and again. Finally-“
“You’re not going to tell her what I said while I did it?” The Joker frowns.
“Ah, of course baby, he kept slamming me and saying ‘You’re fucking with my head Harleen, your fucking me up’ That, I was a whore” Tears started rolling down her temples as she stared at the ceiling. “He kept saying that in my face really close to my lips, then he’d slap me. Eventually I couldn’t handle the pain anymore and in self-defense, I manage to roll him underneath me and I bit him as hard as I could where Spock would do his nerve pinch.”
“She’s such a nerd” Joker whispers at me again, smiling. I was starting to lose inhibition and wanted to yell at him but didn’t dare.
“I felt things under his skin pinch and pop. He grabbed my shoulders and dug his nails into me in pain but for some reason he was smiling… I was worried that he liked it but it gave him an adrenaline rush, he completely over powered me. He swings me around and slams me hard against the ground.”
“She tried to do anything to get me off of her. Haha” Joker mocks outloud, “She could have hurt me but she loves me too much.”
“I start punching him but he just pins my hands over my head with one hand. He kept smiling and a really pretty smile despite the situation, it didn’t help that he is really sexy when he is angry.”
“Oh you minx.” He smiles. They’re disgusting.
“I try to knee him but the way he's on top of me made it useless, with his other hand he grabs my throat, fingers on my jaw line, he forces my head to the side. I just finished watching that shitty movie with all that sparkly fags and wolves, so I'm thinking, is he trying to be some sort of vampire?”
“HA ha... What? Hahaha” he explodes with laughter as he walks over to her, pulling her pigtails loose. She smiles lovely back up to him and laughs as he say “You didn’t tell me that! Haha, you little nut!”
“So he bites me but not hard then kisses the spot that he just bit. I could feel my neck stinging as he forces my head to the other side and I’m thinking to myself, I’m enjoying this.”
“Were you now, you dirty kitty.”
“He bites that side a little harder, making me whine a little-“
“God what a sexy noise” Joker interrupts. Harley’s face becomes bright pink and smiles even larger. “Doctor, you should be writing this stuff down, I could use this for later! Haha”
I nervously fumble to get my pen and paper when he tells me he’s kidding, and to calm down. That I’m being a party pooper… I can’t believe I’m even here with these two. Im scared witless and they’re reminiscing about some sick sex game that they’ve played. Laughter and smiling… I wish someone would get me out of here.
“He unzips my suit as he nibbles lower and lower down my neck until he's kissing my chest. Almost as if he had put me in a trance, I didnt move. His hand lets go of my neck and I can feel the blood rush to my head causing me to get lightheaded and dizzy. Each bite mark pulsing as he moves his hands slowly and deliberately against my chest, down my stomach to my thighs. A sudden burst of panic flashed in me. What is he's going to do me! I start to wiggle but he pulls up to my face and with both hands starts to choke me, smiling, telling me to stop and just play nice like a good little whore. I start feeling faint and weak, i cant breathe. My hands claw his shoulders and chest but it does little against his jacket. So I dug my nails into his sides, under his shirt.”
I notice the Joker lifting up his jacket and shirt in the window reflection as he examines long welts left from the scratching, Harley describes.
“He makes these quiet noises like he liked the sting and removes one hand, letting me breathe. I gasp for air. Using his free hand, he takes off his belt and ties my wrists up over my head to the leg of the pool table that he likes to eat dinner on. He's sitting on top of me, pulling my suit off my shoulders, exposing me to him for the first time.”
The Joker smiles proudly and nods his head when I look at him.
“I did. You know, Harls not bad too bad on the eyes.” Making Harley squeak in excitement from his compliment.
“He starts playing with my chest kind of rough. One hand starts to trail down my stomach and pauses. He smiles at me, I look away. Noticing that his eyes were more to earth than before when he was hurting me. My heart is pounding a million miles a second. His icy fingers finish unzipping my suit and he lets himself into my underwear. He starts grazing across me making me wetter than the drama had already.”
“Oh my…” The joker smiles, as he licks his lips fidgety more than he had been since he made himself known. Everything in me is telling the psychologist in me to stop analyzing these two but I can’t help but think they set this all up.
“He slides my suit down a little, exposing half of my ass, just enough for him to grab my hips and start to lick my clit - feeling really good, since I hadn’t had very much attention in that area for months since I met my puddin’. I twitched. He looks up at me and smiles and I bite my lip,
just as he goes back down I kick him in between the legs.”
“He slides my suit down a little, exposing half of my ass, just enough for him to grab my hips and start to lick my clit - feeling really good, since I hadn’t had very much attention in that area for months since I met my puddin’. I twitched. He looks up at me and smiles and I bite my lip,
just as he goes back down I kick him in between the legs.”
“Can you believe that?!?!” He glared at her. She flinches and frowns.
“Hehe, I love you though, puddin’.” She smiles nervously. “I managed to get my hands untied and stumble up and tried to run away. He grabs my leg and I fall to the floor. My face smacked against the floor. Angry, he pulls me to him. I try to kick him but he grabs my hair and pulls my head back. He grabs my hips and pulls me up into the doggy position. I reach up to my hair and he grabs my wrist, pinning it behind my lower back. He starts mumbling that I am a whore and I should be treated like a whore… He spreads my knees apart to the outer sides of his knees causing my upper half to fall on the floor. When I try to support myself with my other arm
He grabs it and pins it with my other forcing my face into the ground, my ass in the air
he uses his free hand to pull my suit the rest of the way down. Im super wet and he's touching me, grazing his fingers against me, teasing me. He slides down his pants, and then smacks my ass cheek really hard making me whine. He rubs against me with his boxers still on. I can feel him hard and throbbing beneath. I start crying because I’ve always wanted this but not because he thinks I’m a whore…”
He grabs it and pins it with my other forcing my face into the ground, my ass in the air
he uses his free hand to pull my suit the rest of the way down. Im super wet and he's touching me, grazing his fingers against me, teasing me. He slides down his pants, and then smacks my ass cheek really hard making me whine. He rubs against me with his boxers still on. I can feel him hard and throbbing beneath. I start crying because I’ve always wanted this but not because he thinks I’m a whore…”
“That’s when Bats popped in for a visit.” The joker says followed by a laugh. “Tapped on my shoulder, then punched me in the face.”
“I screamed and pulled my suit back on and started beating him with my mallet.” She said frustratedly. “He always ruins everything! He always distracts my puddin’ and hurts him”
“Now, now, no need to get jealous over the Bats.” Joker mocks.
“So I knocked him out! Tied him up and realized mista Jay was bleeding. So I hurried to him and he slapped me. He started yelling, ‘get the hell out of here!’ I start backing away. He grabbed me and shook me and said ‘I’ll just get rid of you myself’ and he pulls out that knife he has.”
The joker flashes it at me proudly.
“And cuts my hand with it. I tells him, I’m not leaving his side. I love him and I aint leaving. So swings at me and I didn’t even try to move… That’s what happened to my lip.” She merits. “So he shoves me into a bookshelf, then grabs my shoulders and slams me against the wall. His face his next to mine and he tells me to leave him alone. That he doesn’t need me here. I kiss him and whisper, yes you do. He bites my collar really hard, making me dig my nails into his sides. He grabs my neck and pulls my head toward him. Biting it and kissing it, he goes to my lips and kisses them. I bite his, drawing blood, suddenly, he falls to his knees.”
“Harl, you don’t have to add that part.”
“Batman had hit him in the head with my spare bazooka barrel.”
“Harl, stop talking.” Joker growled.
“He grabbed my wrist really hard and asked me if I was hurt. Then told me I didn’t need to deal with this anymore.” Harley whines.
“What happened then?” I asked curious to jokers request.
“Jay set off some laughing gas and shoved Bats out the window… He was still holding my wrist, so I fell too. I fell through the tree into a bush.”
“Sounds to me that Joker didn’t consider your safety at all. Since you and Batman both fell and yet he was the one to bring you in.” I tell her. Clearly Joker is annoyed and glares at me. “Joker hurt you, and hit you and tried to rape you because some freak kissed you and made him jealous. You shouldn’t associate yourself with him. You don’t need him.”
“Shut up lady! He loves me.” Harley hisses. “I love him. We need each other”
“I don’t need you. Or love you.” Joker’s words, pierce the tension like a spear.
“See I tol-“ Joker stabs me. I feel blood pour down my torso. In shock I look at the blood and then look at him. He quickly slices into my chest the word “Mad” then unties Harley. I fall to the floor, bleeding to death. He sticks a tongue depressor through my larynx.
“Stupid bitch.” She says and kicks my dying body. The lights seem to start fading black. I notice Harley turn to Joker. Her bruised, chapped lips smile as she looks into her beloved’s face. He wraps his arms around her, plants a kiss on her forehead and says “I really do.”
