Jerome's P.O.V.
"My mom? But she left when I was a baby. And so did you."
"We both excaped while Jane got you and your brother."
"But I said that she was alive, and in hiding." Joker says, getting up.
"Come." Luna looks at me as we get up, following Joker outside.
"Dad, why did you let me and Chris get taken by Jane?"
"Because we wanted you 2 to lead better lives then what your mother and I could give you."
"But Chris didn't lead a better life. He made enemies with the worst villain. He raped Luna." Joker looks at Luna.
"Is that true?"
"Yes." Luna looks down.
"But luckily Jerome saved me."
"I bet that was luckily."
"Yes and Luna still owes me."
"No I don't." Luna scoffs.
"Yes you do. I saved you, we came back to town, I said you owed me and you never owed me back."
"If you need me to pay, I can just steel some from Robbie."
"No, I'll have you pay tomorrow." I smirk. We walk a few more blocks into an ally way and stop in front of the shadows.
"So this is him?" A voice asked.
"Yes. Harley, meet your son, Jerome." My father said. A girl with sandyblonde hair pulled back in 2 high pony tails, dressed in red and blue came out of your shadows.
Her outfit was a white shirt with 2 red strips at the top of her arms. The print on the shirt was daddy's lil monster in fancy lettering. She had short shorts that were half blue and half red.
Her side bangs fell out of her high, messy pony tails. Her white, knee high boots matched her outfit and I saw the bat with the word goodnight running down it with tiny print on the bottom and blue and red diamond.
Her fish net stockings didn't hide the drawings on her legs. Her make up was all smeared and her lipstick was also smeared. My breath caught in my throat as I look into her blue eyes.
"Mother."
******
My dad caught my mom up with what happened and caught me up with why Harley left. We left the restaurant after dinner and walked down the street. I smirk at Luna.
Jerome (J)
Luna (L)
Both (B)
(L) You'll never take us
alive.
(J) We swore that death
will do us part. They'll
call our crimes a work of
art.
Luna smiled at me.
(L) You'll never take us
alive.
I wrap my arms around Luna's waist and caressed her cheek, whispering in her ear.
(J) We'll live like spoiled
royalty. Lovers and
partners,
(B) partners in crime!
(J) Partners and crime.
I put my arms on Luna's shoulders and smirk.
(J) This, a tale of reckless
love. Living a life of crime
on the run. I brush to a gun
to paint these states green,
and pink. Everybody freeze.
(L) Nobody move.
(J) Put the money in the bag.
(L) Or we will shoot.
(J) Empty out the fault, and me and my doll will be on our
way.
(L) Our paper faces flood the
street.
(J) And if the heat comes
close enough to burn then
we'll play with fire cause,
(L) You'll never take us alive.
(J) We swore that death will
do us part. They'll call our
crime a work of art.
(L) You'll never take us alive.
(J) We'll live like spoiled
royalty. Lovers and partners,
partners in crime. Partners in
crime
(J) Here we find our
omnipotent outlaws fall
behind the grind tonight.
Left unaware that the lone
store owner won't go down
without a fight.
(L) Where we gonna go?
(J) He's got us pinned!
Luna leaned into me, scared.
(L) Baby I'm a little
scared.
(J) Now don't you quit.
(L) He sounded the alarm.
I hear the sirens closing in.
(J) Our paper faces flood
the streets. And if the
heat comes close enough
to burn then we're
burning this place to the
ground 'cause...
(L) You'll never take us
alive.
(J) We swore that death
will do us part. They'll
call our crimes a work of
art.
(L) You'll never take us
alive.
(J) We'll live like spoiled
royalty. Lovers and
partners, partners in
crime.
(L) The skies are black
with lead-filled rain.
(J) A morbid painting on
display.
(L) This is the night the
young love died.
(J) Buried at each
others side.
(L) You never took us
alive.
(J) We swore that
death will do us part,
so now we haunt you in
the dark.
(L) You never took us
alive.
(J) We live like ghosts
among these streets,
lovers and partners,
partners in crime.
partners in crime.
(B) Partners in crime!
Luna's P.O.V.
"Wow, where'd you learn that?" Harley asked.
"We wrote it for the show that we're on." I say.
"What show?" She asked.
"Gothom." I respond.
"And what is the show about?"
"Well, Harley and Joker fell in love but Joker left Harley. Harley had a daughter named Hayley. She and Joker's son, me, meet and over the course of the season, start falling in-." Jerome starts.
"Don't say it." I say.
"Fine." Jerome sighs.
"So Luna, you might be able to dress like my daughter, but can you act as her?" Harley smirked.
"Hayley Quinn, nice to meet you." I smile.
"Ok you pass."
"I knew I would." I beamed. Jerome and I returned home while his parents returned home as well. We walk inside and I seen Henry and Tommy on the Xbox.
"So how'd your date go?" I ask Tommy.
"Good."
"Ok." I walk up to the TV and turn it off.
"Hey!" The boys whine.
"Henry, it's past curfew, get to bed. Same thing goes for you Tommy."
"And who's going to make us?" Tommy mocked. I smirk, cocking an eyebrow. I summon a fire ball and start aiming it toward the Xbox.
The boy's eyes grow wide as they start scrambling up the stairs. I soon here their doors slam close.
"Nice work." Jerome smirks.
"It helps when you know their weakness." I chuckled. I take off my shoes and fall back on the couch. Jerome sits down next to me and pulled me into him.
"Hey." I chuckled.
"Hello moon princess."
"Stop calling me that." I say.
"Aww, does someone not like their nickname?"Jerome cooed.
"You know I am part vampire. I can kill you." I say.
"You could. But you won't."
"Yeah, well don't temp me." I growl, letting out a yawn.
"I'm gonna to the library." I say.
"Ok." I kiss him once and excape into the library. I grab my Percy Jackson book that I've read over and over and fły up to my chair. I open up the book and a folded up page falls out.
Looking at it, I close the book and pick up the page, unfolding it to see a picture of a little boy probably 1 or 2 with strawbery blonde hair with one blue eye and one brown eye.
He was with 2 boys that had black hair and blue eyes. They were twins at the age of 6. Behind them was a girl with brunette hair tied in a braid. She wore a golden bronze necklace with a flute on it. Her forest green shirt and soil brown pants matched the outfit of the boy next to him.
The boy looked 18 with Brunette hair and green eyes. His green shirt and brown pants matched his gentle smile along with his boots. The belt he wore held a dagger and the flutes that I so sadly know as the Pan Pipes. I gasp.
"Pan."