Joe smirked at her sarcasm, "your still you," he sighed, "but seriously, it will get cold in here," he mumbled, he watched her as she a ambled away from him, shaking his head, "please don't run away from me," he said quietly. Leaning against the glass. "I'm not scary.. Ella, I'm in love, and- she's right in front of me, in my cage!" He smirked, throwing the laptop to the floor, what damage could it do, it was already broken, "that is correct," he sighed, "and we'll.. the last place Evan was alive was here- and I couldn't have you thinking the worst, your smart, your smarter than Beck, but she also stuck her business where it didn't belong, and it landed her, exactly where your sitting," he let out, the vein on his forehead growing as he thought about her. Joe swallowed. "I thought our relationship would be different, but- but you had to RUIN everything!" He yelled, "you- you had to go through my stuff! And- and be curious!" He cried out, "why?!" He yelled, "and you STABBED ME!" He yelled again, this time hitting the glass, spit rolling down his chin. He stepped back, wiping his face before taking a deep breath, "but like I said, I am willing to forgive you," he smiled.
Joe shrugged, "Amy was different," he sighed, "it's a really long story. I thought she was cheating on me- so I kidnapped her," he waved his hand, "I- kept her for a while... and she was so sweet, so kind.. so beautiful," be said gently, "I miss her, I miss beck.. but- this wasn't my fault!" He ground out, turning away from her for a moment, "they all- they all did something to deserve it, really I'm just protecting myself, like.. I I told the cops, a woman dragged me down here, tasered, then stabbed me twice, I killed her in self defence!" Joe was really just talking to himself now, walking around in a circle, "I have the proof, and Injuries..." he sighed, shaking his head, "I didn't want to hurt her!"
He turned back to Ella, "you don't- Ella you can't, you betrayed me! My trust? My- my love!"
He yelled, tears welling in his eyes, "you hurt me," he sighed. "And the funny thing is... Amy just so happens to be back in town, I found her Instagram. She even changed her name, "Charlotte, it doesn't suit her," he sighed, "and now she's dating some hot shot in a suit," he smirked, "how ridiculous, I give her a second chance! And this is how she uses it? To- to whore around?" He groaned. "So I-," Joe stopped, "I have to go," he said quietly, moving away, before turning at the first step, "SHUT UP! If you- if you scream, I'll kill you," he said the last part quietly, "and I don't want to kill you,"
Joe headed upstairs, unlocking and locking the doors behind him before checking Amy's Instagram, he could kill two birds with one stone, and it was dangerous, for her to be in New York, she could remember everything, go to the police. It was to risky. And boom, she posted, a selfie by Central Park, obvious. But he needed to get her in the dark, like prey and predator. Like he always did, he grabbed his cap, and told Ethan he was manning the shop today, so he didn't have to worry about coming in. Putting it on his head before exiting the store.
