Joe have her a toothy grin, chewing at the ice cream in his mouth slowly,
'God I'm cold..'
"Your karate training? No. I'd call it tickling with a passion," he joked back, chewing at the cone. He took a deep breath, why was she so hard to read.. so much harder then the other girls he's dated. It was exhausting. He looked down at her shoes, "I'll make sure he knows it was you, but I must warn you, he may bake a dozen cookies in your honour," he laughed. Looking up at the tree line. The stars weren't always this bright at night, but in New York, they seemed to be fogged by the lights. This night you could see them just a little clearer. It was nice.
He looked over at her with a confused look,
'Your friend? No, we're soul mates, lovers, meant to be'
"Yeah, I mean, if you want," he said quietly,
'Oh you mean, we fall in love, love happily ever after.. and if you declare you no longer love me, I may.. lock you in a box... not you though.. your different,'
Beck stood across the park, "you said that about me.. you-" she stopped talking, "you said you loved me, and I- I made mistakes but so did you, you don't get to kill people! Innocent people!"
"No, of course not," Joe shifted in his seat, turning to face her a little better, "look, I don't want to force any kind of friendship into you, you don't have to be my friend.. If it doesn't feel right to you," he smiled gently,
'What I wound do to pull you onto my lap right now'
"Hey.. are you doing anything tomorrow? I finish at twelve, and am desperate need of a new coffee table, I've never been one to have an eye for detail," he smirked, "help a friend out?" He questioned, standing and rubbing his hands on his jeans before holding his hand out for her, "let me walk you home, it's not safe at this time a night," he smiled.
As for tonight.. I've got someone named Evan to deal with.
*
Joe stared at the number 18 door closing gently in his face,
'Not even a light kiss...'
Joe sighed, eyeing the police tape that hung fallen down across the door handle. Joe pulled out his phone, scrolling through evans personal texts, it wasn't hard to get access to his phone files, it was quite easy actually.
'Agh he was taking that girl home after all, i don't have the energy to drag to people into Mr Mooneys.
Joe skipped down the steps quietly, hands in pockets as he dropped Evans location, 'oh? Your walking her home.. how polite'
Joe had to lay low, he wasn't even wearing a cap, but it was dark, that helped. It didn't take him long to find the man jogging down the stairs of whoms apartment he could only assume was the blondes.
He had that goofy sex smile about him, 'good, rub it in..'
Joe peered out from behind a try, moving to step out, running his hand across the tree he was standing against to grab a reasonable sized rock. He just needed to knock him out, a bump on the head was a bonus.
He took a breath, clenching his jaw as he jogged quietly on the same pathway, checking his surroundings before his walk got a little faster, managing to grab Evans arm whacking him flat across the head. Evan fell like a dead eight, almost taking the scrawny man holding him, down as well.
"God you are heavier then you look-" he breathed. "Let's get you down to Mooneys..."
