
Harley’s eyes water from the pain of her nose being broken, she groans but it’s short lived as her head hits the wall again, It was a good thing she could take a punch any other person would have long passed out. “Wanda… Wanda please.”
She forced Harley down on her back then took her hand. “You ever seen the movie Misery, Harley?” Wanda chuckled madly taking her mallet then swing it back before bashing in her ankles one by one. She tossed away the mallet then spit on her. “Don’t fucking touch my fucking husband again. I might not show mercy next time.”
Harley knew when to quit when she was ahead but for some reason this wasn’t on of those times. “Ya know wha’ Wanda, Fuck you."

"Ya can’t police who he talks ta… I don’t see what he sees in ya… ya nothin’ but a hulkin’, she witch, runnin’ ‘round pickin’ fights with people ya know can’t fight back readily. Ya sick, an’ cruel.”