authors note: i actually have no idea what i'm doing with this story. i was thirteen when i began this story so it's kind of crazy lol, i'm now seventeen. it's been four years. i can't believe it. kudos to all y'all who stuck around for four years waiting for a new update and i apologize because i promise this is gonna suck. i thought about redoing all the other chapters but i'm not sure i want to do that yet. also, Joker and Harley have never had a healthy relationship, and i don't want anyone getting the wrong idea. i do not condone any abuse!

Chapter 12

It's been years since Harley last saw any of the Mikaelsons. She had once abandoned the Joker for abusing her, now she hung around him like he was the oxygen she needed to breathe. She didn't want to go a day without him, she needed him. The first couple months were rough, she had tried laying down some ground rules...

FLASHBACK

"Alright Mista J, if i'm gonna stay with ya', there's gonna need to be some changes around here." Harley said as she stood in front of the said man. She had her hands on her hips and determination painted on her face.

The Joker stood up slowly, "What kind of... changes?" he drawled out, a growl in the back of his throat.

"Well," Harley began, her lips smacking together and making a 'pop' noise, "First off, no hitting me. I don't want no abuse!"

"But doll," Joker said as he walked around his desk, "That's what makes our relationship so... perfect."

Harley refrained from rolling her eyes, she didn't want to make him angry yet.

"Then I guess I'll just take my leave." her voice was high pitched, ringing all around the room. It was silent for a moment as she turned her back on the Joker. That was her first mistake. He grabbed her arm and forced her to look at him.

"Don't walk away from me." he growled, his face broke into a maniacal smile as he watched fear pass through her eyes.

"Now, Mistah J, I don't wanna stay if-" her words suddenly stopped as she saw anger passing through the Joker's face. Fear started to consume her, she desperately tried to push it away. She didn't want to show this man any weaknesses'.

"I think it's time you learn a lesson, doll." he drawled out as he slowly traced a finger down the side of her face.

She began to tremble as she thought of all the lessons the man in front of her was able to give to her. She was almost positive she was about to get tortured, but there was nothing she could do about it.

He sat down again and motioned towards his lap. "Bend over." he said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to say.

Harley's voice got stuck in her throat, "W-what?" she forced out. Her thoughts were going everywhere, she didn't understand why he hadn't smacked her already.

"You heard me doll, bend over." the Jokers face split into another maniacal smile as he waited.

Harley hesitantly bent over his lap and waited for the first smack to come.

END OF FLASHBACK

After that, everything changed. The Joker didn't hit her as much, didn't abuse her as bad, but always had time to spank her.

Occasionally, her mind would travel back to the Mikaelson's. She missed them a little bit, she didn't know why she felt so drawn to them, but she was positive she would never find out. Joker wouldn't even let her out of his sight anymore, not that she was complaining.

When she was around the Joker, she felt complete. She was able to look over all his flaws and just see him. Sure, he was abusive and murdered anyone that even looked at her, but that's what she found appealing. She was confused about her emotions towards the Joker, she remembered hating everything about him, but suddenly she found herself yearning for him.

She sighed deeply as she stared at the ceiling of her bedroom. She had been laying in bed for hours, unable to fall asleep. Too many things were on her mind. Besides, everytime she fell asleep, she would always dream of the Mikaelsons. She hated it. She didn't want to think of them, much less dream about them.

She rolled over onto her side and suddenly her vision was filled with bright white light.

"Harley." she could hear somebody whispering to her, but it was too faint to tell where it was coming from. She stumbled around, trying to find something, anything. But everything remained white.

'Maybe it's a white room,' she thought to herself.

"Harley." she heard someone call for her again, but this time it seemed to be louder.

"Yes?" she asked the voice. She was hoping that if the voice heard her reply, it would realize she could hear it.

"Remember..." the voice replied back.

Harley whipped her head around, she could've sworn that somebody had just whispered that into her ear. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

"Remember?" she whispered to herself. She started to question the voice again but as soon as she did, her eyes flew open and she was back inside her room.

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authors note : okay so i know that was terrible, but i'm going to keep going and keep trying to finish this story for you guys. let me know what you think in the comments, and let me know what you wanna see next !