JOE GOLDBERG: DEATH ft. @beckaleash
I ONLY EVER WANTED TO LOVE YOU. from the day we met, i knew there was something special between us. i knew how strongly i felt, & i could tell you felt the same way. you wouldn’t have given me your full name if you hadn’t, you wouldn’t have googled mine. oh, beck... with all the things i’ve learned from all this, the one thing i am sure about is that you love me. i’m worried though. you’re finally in love with a good man who loves you back ----- & now he’s dying. at the hands of your best friend no less.
his mind is racing with errors. lists of ways that he could of changed the outcome. smaller post-it notes of how he could change it now. unfortunately every one of those ended quite similarly, & none of it was fair. he didn’t deserve this. he deserved better. joe had put love above everything ! was that his mistake ? being too good of a boyfriend ? caring too much about a girl who needed him ? what about those things leads to the conclusion that he should have to DIE ?
at least he’s prepared. not for death, he never planned for death. for another twisted story however ----- he made sure he’d end up on the winning side. joe had faced peach before, & more often than not her sick way of thinking imbibed it’s way into beck’s mind & tainted her way of thinking. he couldn’t have that now ! he couldn’t let peach ruin what could be her last memory of him !
so he planned. he planned better than any act of passion. he planned smarter than any past intention. joe was prepared for the worst. & the worst was coming. so if he couldn’t get the last laugh, peach would have the last heartbreak. those two things practically equalled the same thing at this point. it meant one of them was loved & remembered fondly by beck, & one of them wasn’t.
in the wake of peach’s performance they’d find joe. he was sure of that much. she’d made too much of a fuss out of the last few INCIDENCES to not desire his complete & utter destruction. she was a master of ruining reputations, was she not ? always the drama queen. so one by one as she shed her fake tears his plan would still be in motion. he’d still be fighting the war she thought she’d won. silently, under the radar where she was too self absorbed to focus on. surely she’d already cleaned any traces of him from her fingernails, playing the victim as always. only they wouldn’t find a stalker getting what he deserved after an attack ----- they’d find the real victim.
photos of beck once threatened as blackmail were scattered, separate from peach’s stash so that the police would have a much better chance of finding them. without her realizing, they’d be picking up evidence everywhere. evidence showing a fight between the two rivals for beck’s affections, the loving boyfriend who had no cards to play against her, & the best friend with a full deck of intimate images of not only beck ----- but HIM too.
that’s right peach, i’ve got you exactly where i want you. even while i’m losing breath & coughing up blood i know i’ve won. you’re so focused on me & what i did, you won’t even think before proceeding with the story you want to portray. you’ll be exposed for what you truly are. a stalker. sure, i had to betray beck’s trust a little by taking those photos behind her back, but she’ll never know. in fact, she’s going to believe you took them. oh god, i almost hope she gets them first. i never want her to be in pain, but at this point it’s inevitable. it would be just as good for her to see you in a cell & discover the truth there ----- but it wouldn’t be nearly as satisfying. this way she’s get a good look at you. she could break your heart the way you always WISHED she’d break mine. all because you killed me. karma’s a bitch.
