Joe and Beck have been very good friends ever since she’s arrived to New York. Joe has showed her the horrible things and how to defend her and loved ones.

Her and Joe are the Ghostfaces. Joe calls, Beck slaughters. There was one person Joe needed dead. You. But Beck couldn’t bring herself to. And as a good friend, Joe brushed it.

But you needed pain. You picked up the phone and a dagger was felt against you. “I never thought you’d be so squirmy in person,” Beck whisper behind her mask.