Protect Me From What I Want

The Joker loosened his grip around my neck and gently brought his hands down towards my waist. Then he got down on his knees and wrapped his arms around my whole waist as if he was hugging me, with his head resting against my stomach. I was confused and shocked at the strange gesture and how fast his mood had flipped, but most of all I was conscious of how close he was to the tazer gun tucked beside my hip. If he moved his arms any further down he’d notice it and assume that I was planning to use it against him then he’d get upset and use it on me. I’d felt that electric shock so many times and I didn’t want to feel it again. Cautiously and unsure on what to do, I warily slid my fingers into his greasy curls, patting them gently. “Forgive me, Harley for letting you go,” he started in a mocking tone. I knew he didn’t mean a word of it and this whole hugging act was just to lull me into a false sense of security. “I need you. Without you I will never be able to cope. And don’t lie to me, because I know you feel the same way too. I’m taking you back home with me and there I will never let you go again. I promise. You’re mine and mine only. You’re my little harlequin.” He began planting little kisses along my stomach.

“What are you planning?” I asked. May as well be blunt with him, because nothing else worked on him otherwise. He stopped the butterfly kisses and shot up so quickly that it made me dizzy.

“Why do you assume that I’m planning something?! Isn’t it enough for me to say that I actually miss you?!” He yelled in my face as he shook my shoulders. He let go briefly just so that he could press the elevator button for ground level again seeing as we had reached the levels that I had frantically pressed previously. “I tried to be nice with you, but it’s gonna have to be the hard way with you, isn’t it toots? You’re coming with me if you like it or not!”

“Get off me,” I whined pathetically as I tried shoving at his chest so that I had my breathing space back. He wouldn’t budge and instead placed both of his hands on either side of me so that I was trapped. Already the Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde personality was getting to me and it was making me feel emotionally drained.

“Kiss me,” he ordered as he licked his lower lip which I must admit almost looked seductive. Since I didn’t respond straight away, he wasted no time by grabbing either side of my face making me for a pout and then bringing his lips down to mine. My eyes widened at the boldness of the kiss, but I began to realise how much I had missed him as the kiss deepened. I couldn’t help but press my body up closer to him, just so I could feel his touch like I had waited for, for so long. When the elevator door pinged open he broke away from the kiss and smiled smugly at me. “I knew you missed me.” I couldn’t help but smile dearly up at him and give him another quick peck on the lips. Yet something still lingered in the back of my mind. It was yelling at me to run away. Get as far away as possible; he’s just going to be bad news again.

When we left the elevator we walked side by side in silence towards the exit that was now in clear view. “Did you hear that?!” I hollered as I twisted my body around to look behind me.

“Hear what?” He asked as he did the same. A split second later, I reached for the tazer gun and placed it to his neck. He let out a low, shaky scream as his body began to convulse and fall to the ground. I decided to run as fast as I could while he was down. “You stupid bitch!” I heard him bellow from behind, sounding as if he had recovered from the electric shock.

My body almost instantly froze literally as soon as I left the building. The icy cold air took me by complete surprise and I was now aware that I was still shoeless. The falling snow whipped my face violently making it extremely hard to see. I continued walking in the thick snow, however, knowing that I had to get away from The Joker. It seemed like a pointless feat though, considering as soon as The Joker left the building he could easily catch up to me because he was wearing shoes and huge trench coat to keep him warm. As I neared the gate I noticed two goons wearing clown masks approaching slowly towards me. I turned around for a split second figuring that if I was quick enough I’d be able to escape. No chance there, seeing as The Joker was sprinting towards me at a fast pace. When I turned back around I was being picked up and heaved over one of the goons’ shoulder making me flail and kick my legs whilst screaming. I placed the tazer gun to the goon’s back making him groan and collapse to the ground along with me ending up having my face planted into the snow.

Soon after, I was picked up by my waist with purple sleeves snaking around me. The gun was snatched out of my hands by the other goon. “Hmm...I might keep that,” The Joker stated as he took the gun from the goon’s hands and placed it in his pocket.

“I don’t want to go with you!” I screamed, wriggling relentlessly.

“Don’t lie to me!” He yelled as he hauled me over to the back of the white van. He threw me in and then followed after. The van started moving as soon as the doors closed. I saw all of the familiar faces smiling back at me and I knew I was in for another long phase of emotional torture. The Joker began taking his coat off and then wrapped it over my shivering body. “You silly little girl,” he muttered as he forced my body to sit on the chair at the side placing himself right next to me. My arms willingly slid into the sleeves which were way too long, but extremely warm. He grabbed my feet and placed them on my lap making my body swivel round. Oh God. What was he doing? He’s massaging my feet. This is by far the strangest thing that’s ever happened to me. I kept thinking that he was going to break every one of my toes. “Oh Harley. I must confess that I have missed your pathetic attempts at an escape.” I smiled weakly at him, for the fact that he hadn’t decided to kill me for zapping his neck with the gun. “Don’t worry, toots. I’ll have you fine and dandy as soon as we get home. By the looks of it, Arkham wasn’t doing you any favours. Poor little, Harley. Everything’s gonna be alright as long as you’re with me.”