You had always known that Joe was a little out of his head. Ever since you had found out he had been robbing you of your luxuries and private objects in your apartment, you knew that there was something off about him. You never truly knew what it was. Maybe there was something darker behind it all, but you had never been willing to figure it out.

You had found out shortly after that he had killed so many people close to you. Everyone that you knew and loved had just… disappeared. Apart from him, which of course raised suspicion in your head. The alarm bells were ringing, as he was truly the only one you had left. You believed your family would make it through the crimes, but your mother was the last one who was found dead. You never thought that he would stoop so low.

You had never been willing to confront him until a few days ago. Maybe because you found his mementos box? Maybe because you had finally figured out he had killed everyone? Really, you weren’t too sure what to do with it all. But there was so much evidence.

And you just had to go with it.

Of course it ended up in violence. It would always be a violent end with him— no matter how hard he attempted to stop it from happening. He just found himself taking a bite at every single chance he got. And maybe it was because of the way that you had confronted him about it.

Either way, he simply lost it.

You tried to run, and he just couldn’t have that. He couldn’t let you leave. Not after all of that time and devotion to you.

So breaking the bone in your leg so that you would be bed ridden because he didn’t have time to make up a cage for you? Completely justified in his eyes. But not in yours, of course. He was just letting you live with it.

Apart from treating it every day and making sure that you weren’t fully hurt from it.