Joe gripped rightly, but gently around her face, he only wanted her unconscious, not hurt. He didn't want to hurt her. She was panicking, he expected that, they always panicked. "Your the one that's scared," he whispered into her ear as he pulled down, it was only a few weeks before that he was doing the exact same thing to Evan, but he wouldn't kill Ella, not yet. Not ever, if she loved him. "Stop- moving!" He let out, his voice was hoarse and he was tired, and his leg hurt, and he had to pee.
"Ella your not going to help yourself by fighting this!" He groaned, biting his lip as he squeezed.
He hadn't noticed her moving her hands before it was to late and a agonising pain shot down his thigh. "GAH- shit!" He let out, both of them dropping to the floor. Joe looked down at his leg, the denim was darkening, indicating blood, he was breathing heavily as the veins in his neck popped, "fuck-" he breathed out, looking up to see her her crawling towards the knife again.
He dragged himself forward, the tips of his fingers managed to grab into Ella's ankle, using as much strength as he could to pull her towards him, he army crawled towards her, pulling her legs as he gained, his hand feeling empty when she managed to pull away, feeling a knock to the head, Joe landed on his back, winded, god he had a headache, his eyes fluttered for a moment as he let out a groan, his whole head hurt, he looked up, letting out another mutter before getting himself up, wincing as his leg throbbed, he jogged unevenly, going to grab her shoulders, but when she turned last minute, he felt the familiar stab again, letting out a scream of agony. Karma was indeed a bitch.
"Fuck!" He groaned, clutching his shoulder as he watched her disappear, eyeing the knife before he pulled it out, throwing it across the room. 'Oh shit Joe, she's really putting up a fight, maybe I should just take the cowards way out, kill myself, seems nice.'
He watched her run across the room, taking a deep inhale Through his nose, slowly walking after her, his hand was covered in blood as it pressed against his shoulder, he was beyond pissed, raising his eyebrow when she turned, wielding a hammer.
'Like a sexy Thor.- no- no Joe she stabbed you,'
"you STABBED me," he let out, his voice creaking, he glanced at his hand before looking back at her, he let out a laugh, "ridiculous? Your being ridiculous... all you had to do was love me, love me like they couldn't!" He cried, hot tears running down his face, "it's not WRONG! It's justice, for guys like me, who get fucked around, used!" He breathed, "your not gonna hit me," he said quietly, "but I didn't think you'd stab me either," he muttered, "they'll eat me alive in jail... I'm no- I can't go," Joe let her get closer, he needed her closer. "I love you, Ella, more- than anything," he sighed, "but I don't trust you, and I'm sorry,"
With a swiftness Joe knocked the hammer out of her hands, grabbed her head between his hands and without hesitation, smacking it against the glass cage. She dropped. Just like they all did, and for a moment, Joe was worried, he dropped just as fast, rolling her over and pressing an ear to her chest, good, she was still breathing, her heart was still pounding. He sat back on the floor for a moment, catching his breath, and letting out a much more high pitched groan, god it hurt. Everything hurt. Joe stood, placing his hands under her arms and dragging her into the cage, picking up the books and laying down a blanket and pillow. He placed her carefully before moving some hair out of her face. "You will learn," he whispered. Standing with a sigh.
Joe exited the cage, locking it before looking down at her once more, doubling over quietly, "oooohh," he let out, grabbing the hammer and placing it back into the sink. He then picked up the scattered pieces belonging to Ella, placing them back into the ruined box. He sighed, there was blood over everything, and he was still bleeding, he had to get home, It was dark out, no one would see him, and Ethan would be in in the morning. Everything would be normal, and fine, and she would love him, she would see how much he loved her. He gave her one last look before grabbing his keys and heading upstairs. Closing the doors behind him.
