Like pinned butterfliesUnderneath the screams lie echoes of a destructive yet beautiful dismemberment.Like pinned butterflies3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The clown prince can almost literally feel the ripping of Harley's metaphorical wings as he scratches down her back.
Little bits of good forever stuck under his nails.
Blue adoring eyes stare up at the one monster that destroyed her life yet breathed a whole new one into her lips like a gun to a suicide victim. Harley can taste blood on her lips but then again it can be war paint.
Her heart beats like gun shouts and Joker slides another bullet into her mouth with his tongue. Something about mad love that no one knows.
Nobody can cure a maniac
Especially a murderous like love.
Harley is still young to this new form of viewing the world. Like a lost puppy fending for food and getting her bearings. He speaks in such a way that the old her sometimes screams back at her, she begs for this clown princess to remember who she is and that she still has hope but the clown princess paints her lips midnight and hushes
For the Love of Joker 9For the Love of Joker 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When I reached Selina's apartment with my things, I parked my car in the alleyway; knowing full well that it was illegal, but not caring one bit.
I climbed up the stairwell to the top floor and dropped my suitcase in front of the last door on the right side of the hallway, and rapped three times on the door. Despite the early hour I heard the familiar squeak of the floorboards as Selina came to inspect the peephole. I heard a small intake of breath and a the click of the door unlocking.
When the door swung open I saw Selina... with a drastic haircut.
Disregarding the sudden lack of hair atop Selina's head, I rushed myself into her arms and began to cry... not trying so desperately to hold it all together, as I had earlier.
Whilst in her arms I kicked off my heels into her apartment, quickly resolving to change into my pair of white Chuck Taylor's as soon as possible.
We were still standing in her doorway, and I was still sobbing into her shoulder. At this time I couldn't
For the Love of Joker 16/Jack Ryder/For the Love of Joker 162 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I groaned. I tried to move my arm. I groaned again.
I repeated the process with both of my legs, and got the same result. Pain.
Things weren't broken. Just amazingly sore.
I opened my eyes and was meet by a dazzling blinding light. I blinked a few times and looked to my right. She was here.
"Hello Jack, how are you feeling?" She says sweetly.
"I'm fine. Why am I in a hospital?" I snap.
"You were pushed off a building! Oh my god, I was so worried about you. I did a report on it and everything. Do you remember Joker pushing you off?" Her blue eyes sparkled with unshed tears.
"Of course I remember. It isn't something I will soon forget."
"Jack... I have a question for you..." she starts.
"Why is Harley in the waiting room... I thought you said you didn't love her anymore."
"I did say that. But I guess she was called when they brought me in after my fall."
"Would you do me a favor, Vicki, and send her away?" I say sweetly.
"Oh sure, Jack! I love you so much!" She sque