Babe
Dark! Harley Keener x reader
Warning : kidnapping, killing not much though, possessiveness.
You were one of the young interns of the Stark Industry. You worked under Tony Stark's eldest adopted son. Harley Keener-Stark. You were his assistant and were around the same age. After only a few months of working with him, you both become good friends and spent most of your time together due to work. On most days Harley would even drop you home when it got late.
As time passed by, you started developing feelings for Harley. You knew it was unprofessional being this way, so you tried suppressing your feelings but when Harley asked you out on a date, you couldn't resist. After a few dates, you and Harley became a couple but decided to keep it a secret from the world for the timing.
You both acted professional around the other employees and staff members but when it was only the two of you alone, he would shower you with love and kisses. He always made sure that you were comfortable with whatever he was doing and always respected your boundaries.
You spent most of your time working. The times when you were not working or meeting your friends, you spent time with Harley either at his house in New York or in his private office. You were happy and content with your relationship and so was Harley.
But as time went by, Harley started getting restless. He wanted to let people know you were his. He hated it whenever someone would try to hit on you, only for you to reject their advances towards you. He constantly feared that you would leave him, just like everyone in his life did.
His fear made him possessive over you. Being a Stark had numerous advantages and being the genius he is, Harley used them. He hacked into your phone to gain access to your messages and calls. Not only that he also would make you skip gatherings with your friends and family members in name of work. And soon enough he had restricted you from meeting anyone at all.
In his mind, he felt that he was doing the right thing; that he was looking out for you.
You weren't blind to the changes either and weren't happy with what was happening. Harley always looked at you with adoration but whenever you talked to a person, he would glare at them with so much hate that it began scaring you. He would always come up with ways to keep you by his side during work and would stare at you during meetings.
When you both are alone, Harley would kiss you with desperation and his hands would hold onto you like he was afraid of letting go. But it was his dark thoughts that bothered you the most. You wanted to talk to him about his recent behaviour. You felt suffocating being in the relationship. You knew he had abandonment issues but trapping you this way wasn't what you had expected. He wasn't the same person you fell in love with.
It was .monthly routine for you to spent the weekend at his place and so you went. When you entered the house, Harley immediately hugged you. The hug would have felt nice if it weren't for the thoughts running in your mind. "I missed you so much." he purred softly in your ear.
"I was gone only for two hours Harley." you say desperately trying to hide your uneasiness. Harley pulled away from the hug and stood up straight. "Why don't you change into something comfortable while I set up a movie for us to watch." he said with a smile. You nod your head and make your way to the bedroom.
Once you were done, you joined Harley on the living room couch. "What are we gonna watch tonight?" you ask as you sit on the end of the couch. "Well I thought we could watch some old romantic movies if you want." he replied pulling you closer to him.
Harley cuddled up to you when the movie began. As the movie progresses, you feel him playing with the hem of your T-shirt and his eyes staring at you. The uneasiness in the pit of your stomach grew when Harley started to place soft kisses on your neck.
Not being able to take it any longer, you him push away, "We need to talk Harley." you said adjusting your position on the couch.
A frown appeared on his face at your actions. He nodded his head, afraid his fear had come true.
Gathering all your courage, you speak, "Harley, I- I don't wanna be with you anymore."
"Wha-what do you mean you don't wanna be with me anymore?" he stuttered, his heart shattering into pieces. "Am I not good enough for you?" he was on the verge of tears now. You remain silent trying your best not to cry.
"Is there someone else?"
"No- no, there isn't."
Harley moved towards you again and held your face in his hands as gently as possible, Harley had tears running down his face now.
"Then why?..... Tell me, where did I go wrong? I-I'll fix it. I will fix everything. Just- just tell me."
"I just can't do it anymore." you say releasing yourself from his hold slowly. "This relationship isn't working anymore. I wish it hasn't come to this but- but I can't deal with it any longer. It's over." you say, making your way into the bedroom and closing the door before Harley could get in.
You change out of your shorts and put on your jeans as you convince yourself that it's the right thing to do. Once done, you grab your bag and leave the room.
A look of terror set in on Harley's face when he sees you walking towards the front door. He immediately took a hold of your wrist as he started to apologize and justify his actions, " Please babe, please don't leave me. I'm sorry. I love you so much. I'll change if you want me to but please don't leave ." he begged you but you knew that there was nothing left in this relationship anymore.
"I'm sorry, Harley. But this is it." You say as pull away your hand and leave the house, crying.
The next day, you quit your job.
Harley was devastated. He tried so hard to keep you by his side and yet, he failed. The first week he was extremely sad. Knowing you had quit your job, he didn't bother showing up for work. He stayed in his house, wondering where he went wrong. He did everything for you, he was looking out for you. He couldn't understand one bit why you broke up with him.
This sadness soon morphed into anger. Not towards you but towards the people you associated with. For Harley, they were the ones responsible for the break up. If it weren't for them, you would not even want to socialize; you broke up with him so that you could be with other people. That had to be the reason.
"Oh, I'm such an idiot. " Harley laugh like it was something funny. " Why didn't I see this before? Ah, now I gotta make it right. " he said to himself as he pulled out his phone and dialed in a number.
"Hey, Ryan. I got a job for you. "
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As weeks slowly went by and you found a new job for yourself and also changed your apartment. You were sad about the break up but you knew that it had to be done.
You unlock the door to your apartment and step in, locking it behind you. You let out a sigh thinking about your past relationship. You felt better knowing that you were free and the thought alone made you smile. As you turn on the lights, you are met with the bored face of your ex boyfriend, sitting on the chair.
"What are you doing here, Harley? And how did you get in? " you say, angry but also scared at the same time.
"Oh, I came to take my belongings. And as for how I got in, well.. " he said as he smirked, " your security system is easier than child's play. "
"Nothing that belongs to you is here." you say, bitterly.
Harley gets up from his seat and slowly walks up to you. You stand your ground when he stands in front of you and strokes the side of your face.
"That's where you're wrong, darling." he says, his face close to yours.
By this point, you were frozen with fear. Harley's aura felt extremely dark. You knew exactly what he was talking about; more like who he was talking about.
As Harley's other hand cups your face, you feel a small metallic device make contact with the skin below your ear when you feel a weird sensation through your body making you see black spots in your vision as you fall to the ground, completely limp. Within seconds you lose all consciousness, as Harley kneels down to your body, with an apologetic smile.
"Sorry darling, but you belong to me. Can't have you leave me like everybody else. "
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As you come back to consciousness, you feel arms holding onto you. For a moment, keeping your eyes closed, you enjoy the embrace but immediately open your eyes feeling panic raising when you recalled the past events.
“Aw. Looks like you're finally awake.” Harley said placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. Your eyes meet with his blue ones which were staring back at you with fondness and adoration; it felt sickening.
“You know, I really didn't want us to get back together this way, but you had left me no choice.” he says in a soft voice. “By the way, I have a surprise for you,” he said in a joyful voice. Before you could say anything he picked up a phone from beside him and put it to your ear.
You hear people crying and pleading for their lives as gunshots are heard over the phone but the worst part was that you recognized those voices. They were the voices of your friends and family members. You started crying as Harley pulled the phone away from your ear and lovingly stroked your cheeks.
"Now no ones going to come between us. You're all mine now and forever....and babe -" he said as his hand that was gently stroking your face only a seconds ago, grabbed your face harshly, his voice turning dark suddenly, "Don't try anything stupid, the consequences won't be pleasant." he said, as he kissed you.
After he is satisfied with the kiss, he let go of you and went back to his initial position by your side, holding your body close to him.
As you helplessly lay by his side, trapped in his arms, crying silently for the death of your loved ones, you knew there was no escape out of this.
No escape from your once wonderful, now maniac boyfriend.
No escape from Harley Keener Stark.
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There you go. Another crappy story by a nuisance who calls herself a writer.
But that won't stop me from writing more crappy stories.
I love you guys for reading them nonetheless . Also, let me know, how I can improve my writing.
