20 | rage

(n) violent uncontrollable anger

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"Thanks." I said, grabbing the two cans of pepper spray and the pocket knife from the cashier and stuffed it in my bag before rushing out of the store, towards my bright shining red car.

After last night, I learned that I should have something to defend myself. This is Gotham city, how can I be so careless about this? Its a city of crime.

I also realised later today morning that I had dropped my phone at the alley, when I had run away from that sick, drunken pervert.

I huffed, feeling frustrated. My hand unconsciously touched the steering wheel a little too hard, and I let out a shriek at the pain of my knuckles.

Damn.

I'm having one hell of a bad day.

But a smile made its way automatically onto my face as I thought of meeting Mr. J. Just seeing him would add a little colour to my miserable black & white life. My heart flutters and I rode away to the asylum, doing the usual swiping the card, typing in the code number, passing security, greeting my other staffs, all the while thinking of my next session with Mr. J.

Session #57.

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I laughed, heartily at what Mr. J said and smiled at the end, controlling myself. I looked up to see him, leaning forward, with a wide grin, staring at me with a unreadable emotion.

"Can I confess something, Harley?" He asked and I raised my eyebrows before nodding.

"Sure."

"Your smile is the most prettiest smile I have ever seen." He said.

My heart skipped a beat.

I blushed furiously and the blush seared through my cheeks and for a minute I thought my face was on fire. I thought about what he said and blushed even deeper than before, if possible.

No one had ever complimented me on my smile as I smile rarely.

I smile a little more in my life, only because of him. Scratch that. A lot more.

"Can I confess something too?" I asked, tucking a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear.

He nodded, his blue eyes shining from the light through the window. "Ofcourse."

I started playing with my fingers, concentrating on them and refused to look at him. "I smile only when I am with you." I said, looking up at him to see him with a wide grin on his face.

So wide, I was scared that his mouth would tear. His cerulean eyes were bright and shining with delight as he stared deep into my soul. He leant forward, if it was possible, his hand reached my hand, placing his on top of mine gently.

Like being was struck by lightning, I winced at the pain, and let out a shriek, looking at my bruising hand.

I kept my hand underneath the table and placed it on my lap, trying to control the pain, and looked up to see his smirk gone.

His face was blank, void of emotion, and his eyes were rigid, cold and hard. His eyes flashed with indignance and anger, much like lightning on a pitch black night.

"Mm." He groaned. "How would you like your attacker? Barbequed or Roasted?" He asked, a sly smile making its way onto his cunning face. He raised his non-existent eyebrow, waiting for my answer.

"You don't even know who." I said.

"Oh." He said. "Surely, he must have a bruise somewhere on his pretty little face." He said, giving me a wink and a wide grin.

My heart fluttered.

How is he so clever? How does he know I punched on him on his face? How does he know its a male?

Million questions circled my mind and I blinked my eyes rapidly, trying to process the situation into my head.

"Someone hurt my Harley and I am not letting that pathetic excuse of a human being get away with it." He asked, his voice deep and low, his shoulders went up and down, due to the intensity of his breath.

My harley.

My heart pounded in my throat, threatening to break out. Blood rushed to my cheeks.

"But--"

"Shhh." He said, putting his finger on top of his lips to make me silent.

"Tell me Harley, if someone had attacked your friend, let's say, Debby! ... Would you ... Would you   be angry and try to cause damage to that douchebag?" He asked, his hands moving animatedly in the air, his eyes wide and vivid. 

"Yes." I said, my eyes never moving away from him.

"Ha!" He shouted, slapping the table with his palm, a wide grin forming on his face as he threw his head back and let out a laugh.

I didn't even flinch at the sound.

I found it normal.

"See." He said, pausing his laughter mid-way and looked at me.

"I am so very ... very ... very ... VERY ... angry." His eyes void of emotion, rigid cold and hard. The iciness of his blue eyes, piercing me. They were intense and cold, and anger was radiating off it.

Yet, he manages to look calm somehow and I don't know how.

"But, you look so cal--"

"Calm?" He asked, a teasing glint in his voice. "I have already made him lie down on a bed of nails, peeled out his skin until only his flesh remains and smacked my hands simultaneously on both of his ears, in my mind." He pointed his finger to his head.

My eyes widened, shocked and confused.

"It will cause their eardrums to burst and their brains to have an aneurism." He explained and gave me a wink, before his laughter erupted and echoed around the room.

I momentarily become speechless of his wild imagination, but then again, he is insane and more specifically criminally insane. Ofcourse I shouldn't be surprised that he has weird and unique ways of killing people.

He is the Clown Prince of Crime.

I stared at him, not knowing what to do.

But, I didn't feel scared at all. Not even a tiny little bit. My heart only warmed and my stomach fluttered because all I could think about was that,

He cares.

He cares for me and I felt happiness flow through me, warming my skin like the rays of an early summer sun. My customary cautious grin exploded into a radiant smile that I had never worn before, not even as a small girl, as I see him laugh.

I was as happy as a rabbit in a carrot field.

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*holds the mic and waves like a princess*

*crowd cheers*

IM BACK BABY!
And, so is our gorgeous always evil Mr.J. 

I have seen the extended cut. You guys should check it out. I don't know about the others, but I find it awesome. I will be addding it to the story.

*crowd goes wild and people cry in happy tears*

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