Ella stared at Joe on the other side of the glass. She held the taser still in her hand so tight her knuckles started to turn white. She had no idea what she was doing. She didn't know where to even go from here. So what if Joe did admit to doing something to Evan. And then what? She goes 'I knew it!' And let's him out so they go on about their day? Or does she call the cops with no evidence? Evidence! Oh! Ignoring Joe's pleading, Ella turned her head to the lockers, jogging over and pulling off the broken lock and throwing it to the ground. She opened the locker and grabbed the box with hers and Evan's belongings in and taking it back to Joe. She kneeled down infront of him where he kneeled and she threw off the lid.
"Then *talk* Joe. Tell me why you have my-my underwear! My bra-my-my scarf. Tell me why you have a fucking picture of me Joe that was in Evan's fucking room" she snapped, holding up the picture and showing Joe, as if he hadn't already seen it. He had to. "And let's-lets not even *begin* to talk about what the *fuck* is in this" she continued , holding up the denture box with the teeth she saw before inside of them. Her voice cracked as her hand shook, looking at Joe. She was scared but at the moment she felt like she had the upper hand. He had no way of getting to her. So she was safe.
"Joe-what the fuck" she whispered dropping everything back in the box as her tears welled up in tears and she shook her head. "I actually *liked* you. And you-you tricked me! You betrayed me !" Her voice got louder as she stood up and kicked the box as hard as she could, all the items flying out as she did.
"Evan was right- oh my god Evan was *right* about you. He thought you were a weirdo! And he was right-you are a perverted weirdo who only last 8 seconds! Is that why you did it? Did you get rid of Evan cause he was catching onto you? Who you really are? Which is who exactly? *Joe Goldberg* if that's even your real name" she hissed as she paced before letting out a gasp and turning away from Joe.
"Oh my god..this is gonna make an amazing true crime pod cast. It would make my pod cast finally take off as a real victim who survived her kidnapper- except I'm not the victim-*gasp* and I am actually the one who did the kidnapping" she covered her mouth with her hands as she thought for a moment before shaking her head and turning back to Joe. "That's irrelevant for now, but *you* Joe. You are very relevant." She said backing away to the table where he set the tool box and his keys. She grabbed a wooden chair and dragged it closer to the cage. She sat down, crossing her leg over the other as she crossed her arms across her chest.
"I want to know..I want to know everything. From the moment you met me did you-did you have this all planned? Did you break into my house to steal my stuff?" She grew silent for a moment as her eyes fell to the ground. "Did you do the same thing to your ex..? To beck..? Blythe..told me you guys dated but you failed to ever mention that to me. I know you hated your ex..was Beck the ex you hated..? Is *that* why beck is...beck is dead..?"
