Joe patted the ground, "I don't think I can fix it without a wrench?" He let out, attempting to screw the piece back in pace with his fingers, which was not working. "It must have been a strong leak," he mumbled, feeling the water soak into the knees of his jeans, oh good. He heard her frustrated sigh, "hey, it's ok, honestly I think If I'm careful enough, I can do it with my hand," he smiled, not looking at her, but trying to calm her down, it wasn't going to ruin date night, hell he'd be her hero, her saviour, that prince in all those movies.
Joe sat on the back of his heels as he leant up, rubbing his wet hand on his shirt, he rolled his eyes to the floor,
'There was Evan again... and him kicking her out. Ok yes, it was a stupid thing to do, but he was here now? Fixing her stupid sink.
"Hey, don't stress," he looked over at her with a smile, he stood up, his shoes making plopping noises as they hit the water with each step. 'Evan- Evan was the tool..'
Joe frowned slightly. His tools? He did have a toolbox at Mr Mooneys. And she wanted to go- now- what about date night?!
"Ah, I mean yeah.. actually there is probably a wrench in there," he shrugged, "but- isn't it a bit late?" He called out.
Joe sighed. Date night was officially over, he shrugged his hands into his pockets, walking casually out back into the living room , he decided the least he could do was clear the table. Taking the wine glasses and plates to the kitchen.
Joe turned just in time to see Ella back in the room, eyeing her, "oh.. fantasy? So I don't have to wear a lion costume," he smirked quietly, eyeing her up and down, he wanted to kiss her but she grabbed his hand and by the time he realised he was already trying to keep his feet from twisting over each other as he regained his footing.
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Unlocking them both and leading her downstairs, it was really cold down here, and he knew she was cold because she was shivering, but he couldn't risk the books welting because he turned the heat on, Mr Mooney would kill him, especially if the reason was female company. "Sorry it's so cold," he said quietly, "the books," he sighed. Letting go of her hand and moving to the kitchen of the basement, where the lockers were, meters away from his tool box.
"Ah, here it is," he smirked, going through it quickly, he wasn't sure but- there it was, the hammer he hit Benji with over the head. It still had blood on it, but the blood was hard and black, and not really noticeable, but he couldn't risk it. Placing the hammer in the sink quietly before grabbing the box. Joe turned to her, placing the box and keys on the table near him. A bad move, but woman truly do fog the mind. Mr Mooney would be elated, furious with Joes choices right now, but he wasn't thinking with his brain.
"Hey," he whispered back, following her into the glass cage, Joe smirked slowly, placing his hands on her waist, "really? I should have taken you in here sooner," he whispered, they were both in the cage now, and it was nice, joe enjoyed his sexual endeavours in the glass walls of the basement, weather it be that one time with Beck, or when he was on his own, with just the books as company. "Me?" He smirked, "was it the tool box? It was the tool box wasn't it?" He laughed, looking down at her lips as they joined, letting out a small grunt when his back hit the bookshelf, one of the more valuable books hitting the floor. Oh, but joe didn't care right now, he didn't care about anything. This was a moment where he wanted to be present for it all.
He let out a whiny moan into her mouth as they kissed, feeling her hand on his groin. His hands moving to caress her chest.
Slow down Joe.
Joe let out another shaky moan, feeling her hand on him, against him, around him, and his legs almost buckled, thank- You Mr Mooney for this bookcase keeping him upright. His eyes were closed right as she started to stroke him. He was most definitely seeing stars right now. Once she stopped biting his lip, he moved down to her jaw, sucking on her neck. Moving back to her lost into her lips once more.
It happened so fast. One minute Joe felt the electricity of his body being touched in the most amazing ways, next he was literally feeling electricity that made his body feel as if it was seizing, like a leg cramp but all over. He felt his body wall to the ground just as fast and his head hit the floor. He let out a pained grunted noise before Everything was black. But his body continued to move as the electricity came and went through his body.
He wasn't fully unconscious but it felt as if he was slipping to and fro. He saw the blurred image of Ella running out of the cage, she was panicking, he was panicking, he let out another gurgled moan, trying to still his body from seizing more. And when it finally calmed he lay there, still on the floor. His body hurt, and his head hurt, and his heart- she betrayed him.
Shit.
'Did she just say killed Evan and you in one sentence...'
It seemed to be at least fifteen minutes before Joe could realise the extent of his panic, he was on his knees against the glass, eyeing the woman whom he loved, whom he thought he loved, "Ella.. Ella," he let out, "I'll forgive you for tasering me, just let me out, you let me out and we can talk like civilised people, people who don't TASER other people!" He yelled the last bit, causing his voice to crack, he was upset, yes, but he wasn't angry. She didn't know, she didn't know anything. "Can we talk? Ella, why did you put me in here?" He breathed, "why do you think I killed Evan, I would.. I would never! I tried to help, I've been trying to help!" His hands pressed against the glass as he looked up at her, tears in his eyes, "let just talk... please," Joe wasn't one for begging, but he couldn't go to jail, He wouldn't, he'd kill her before anything, but he didn't want to, Ella was the love of his life, she just had to hear him out. This was all a stupid mix up, a mistake.
