Before me, lies a river. Within this river flows numerous hopeless souls of those who could not handle the sharp turns of life. You could call it the modern day Styx.
Jump.
Beyond me, is the answer that teenagers seem to think is the only to a devastating situation. But I shouldn’t talk. I haven’t eaten, I haven’t slept, I haven’t bathed. It hurts to think.
Jump.
My Name is Calypso Harlequin. A 15 year old girl who lost the love of her life and is left with no home, no sense of direction, and no where else to go but Hell.
Jump.
I killed him. He over did the pills but I killed him. If I didn’t become a whore, he would still be alive. I loved him. And even though he treated me like s**t sometimes, deep inside he loved me. Oh please Zeus, let it be that he loved me.
Jump.
Sinister. He went by that name. Harley Quinn was the name he gave me. He took me in when my own family couldn’t stand to see my existence. Not that I need their tolerance. A used up whore who spend the whole day smoking in front of the TV and an Alcoholic gambler who’s barely conscious when he’s home, are not what I call a supportive pair of parents. But apparently to them, I was the one with the problem.
Jump.
I guess I am. Because here I stand. On the edge of this bridge. My cat plush, Artemis, in my right arm. The letters S-I-N-I-S-T-E-R craved into the other. Resting on my collarbone is the locket Sinister bought me for my birthday. The only articles of clothing I have upon me are purple panties, black high tops, and an oversized hoodie that belonged to Sinister.
Jump.
Here I go. Deep breath, Harley. Don’t cry, Artemis is with you. God, I'm so cold. I can barely feel myself. Ok now, Harley girl, stick one leg out and…
“Wait!”
Forgive me Sin-kun. I love you.
“Stop!”
Please, Sinister, let me do this.
“Wait.”
Sin-kun?
“Don’t Do It. It's not worth it.”
It’s okay now, Artemis. Sin-kun is back. Now let us turn around to welcome him home.
“You know, you don’t have to-”
Siiiiinnn-kuuunnn!
“Ow! God, you‘re heav-”
I’m kissing Sin-kun but something’s wrong. It tastes different. Wait a second-!
*Shocked Glare*
“You‘re not Sin-kun-” *gasp* Sin…kun… all I see is black…
Jump.
Beyond me, is the answer that teenagers seem to think is the only to a devastating situation. But I shouldn’t talk. I haven’t eaten, I haven’t slept, I haven’t bathed. It hurts to think.
Jump.
My Name is Calypso Harlequin. A 15 year old girl who lost the love of her life and is left with no home, no sense of direction, and no where else to go but Hell.
Jump.
I killed him. He over did the pills but I killed him. If I didn’t become a whore, he would still be alive. I loved him. And even though he treated me like s**t sometimes, deep inside he loved me. Oh please Zeus, let it be that he loved me.
Jump.
Sinister. He went by that name. Harley Quinn was the name he gave me. He took me in when my own family couldn’t stand to see my existence. Not that I need their tolerance. A used up whore who spend the whole day smoking in front of the TV and an Alcoholic gambler who’s barely conscious when he’s home, are not what I call a supportive pair of parents. But apparently to them, I was the one with the problem.
Jump.
I guess I am. Because here I stand. On the edge of this bridge. My cat plush, Artemis, in my right arm. The letters S-I-N-I-S-T-E-R craved into the other. Resting on my collarbone is the locket Sinister bought me for my birthday. The only articles of clothing I have upon me are purple panties, black high tops, and an oversized hoodie that belonged to Sinister.
Jump.
Here I go. Deep breath, Harley. Don’t cry, Artemis is with you. God, I'm so cold. I can barely feel myself. Ok now, Harley girl, stick one leg out and…
“Wait!”
Forgive me Sin-kun. I love you.
“Stop!”
Please, Sinister, let me do this.
“Wait.”
Sin-kun?
“Don’t Do It. It's not worth it.”
It’s okay now, Artemis. Sin-kun is back. Now let us turn around to welcome him home.
“You know, you don’t have to-”
Siiiiinnn-kuuunnn!
“Ow! God, you‘re heav-”
I’m kissing Sin-kun but something’s wrong. It tastes different. Wait a second-!
*Shocked Glare*
“You‘re not Sin-kun-” *gasp* Sin…kun… all I see is black…
