The moment Jay tackled him to the ground Carlos could feel that something wasn't right. When he told him to say he was the greatest, Carlos cracked and all the memories he had tried to bury came flooding back. Harry had said the same things to him during their time together. It had shaken Carlos to the core so much so that he couldn't really do much after except lie down and gather his thoughts. Carlos thought he was safe inside his bed. Even though Dude was at the Vet for a regular check-up Carlos still felt safe knowing Jay was lying the next bed over.

At first Carlos' dreams were uneventful, nice even. That was until the sinister hook appeared around a corner with Harry's signature "Coochie coochie coo" that always sent shivers down Carlos' spine. He awoke to see Jay shaking him, panic and worry etched clearly into his handsome face. Carlos didn't say anything but simply latched onto Jay for comfort. Jay was caught off guard but he lay down next to Carlos and held him tight while the younger boy quietly wept into his chest.

"It was Harry Hook wasn't it?" Jay finally whispered. Carlos didn't even have to answer, he just nodded and clenched his eyes tight. "What happened between you two?"

"We dated."

Suddenly Jay was paying attention. He never realised that Carlos had dated a guy before, suddenly there was new hope for him. Still, it horrified him to think what Harry could have done to turn such a brave man into the person now clutching Jay's chest for safety. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Honestly, not really but I think it would help me to get it out there. I've never actually mentioned it to anyone before. It might help to get it off my chest." Carlos began his story and described the horrible time in his life when he dated Harry Hook.

It wasn't really dating, not in the traditional sense anyway. Carlos did find him attractive but Carlos also knew his personality which really put him off. Harry was a sadist who loved to control others. The only one who actually had any control over him was Uma and her feud with Mal meant she would never have stopped Harry even if she knew. It was never his choice that they get together. Carlos was walking home alone from school one day when he suddenly felt a hook dig into his right shoulder "Ouch!" Carlos screamed before been swung around and shoved against a wall.

"Hey puppy boy, you're Cruella's little runt aren't you?"

"Y-yes. Why? What do you want Harry?"

"Straight to the point. I like that. You. I want you. You're gonna be my little puppy boy and do exactly as I say."

"Really? W-why would I do that?"

Harry hit him hard with the flat side of his hook. "Because if you don't I can do a whole lot worse."

Like that Carlos was Harry's. He did exactly as he was told and was punished when he failed to meet Harry's expectations. At first Carlos had hoped that Cruella would be annoyed that someone was taking up his time. After seeing the marks Harry left on him though Cruella was actually delighted. "Finally! Someone who can teach my boy some manners!"

Harry had complete control over Carlos and the only people who knew were Harry, Cruella and Gil who would occasionally join in. Harry seemed to enjoy the fact that Carlos had to do exactly what he said. Carlos dreaded the weekends when Harry was allowed to take Carlos on his boat for the whole weekend. It always involved Carlos wearing nothing but the puppy leash Harry had bought him. At first Carlos had stayed very still and just let Harry rape him however he wanted. However, Harry quickly grew bored of this and so began to use his hook to make Carlos squirm. At the end of the night Harry would always spoon Carlos but he kept the hook tight around Carlos' neck so he knew that he had no choice.

Around this time Carlos became very fond of scarves because they hid most of the bruises and scars that Harry left behind. The downside to this would be when he got home and Cruella decided he wasn't bruised enough. Occasionally this lead to black eyes and broken noses which Carlos couldn't easily explain away. He just let everyone believe that it was Cruella.

Harry enjoyed this. He loved to see Carlos embarrassed and helpless to do or say anything. This is why he often invited Gil over to share. Carlos would have one cock in his mouth while the other was fucking him mercilessly until they came. If they got tired Harry would just stick his hook up there to plug him up and keep him uncomfortable. Carlos hated it but Harry loved it.

Occasionally Harry would actually be super sweet to Carlos and catch him off guard. For their anniversaries or Carlos' birthday Harry became really nice and it gave Carlos hope for his future. Then the day would end and it would go back to normal. Eventually Carlos actually believed what Harry would say to him when they were together. He began believing he was worthless and of no good to anyone. Harry brainwashed Carlos into thinking his whole world revolved around Harry and making him happy.

Eventually though, Cruella grew tired of the backlog of washing and ironing that had crept up when Carlos was busy with Hook. Cruella told Carlos to break things off with Harry but Carlos was too scared to so she beat him black and blue. Carlos managed to survive that beating but he took several days off school to recover. When he eventually went back Harry was fuming.

"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU NEED TO TELL ME THESE THINGS! YOU REALLY ARE A WORTHLESS LITTLE RUNT. A COWARDLY BRAINLESS RUNT! SAY IT! TELL ME WHAT YOU ARE!"

"A worthless, brainless little runt sir."

"EXACTLY. NOW GET DOWN AND MAKE IT UP TO ME!"

Later that night after Harry had filled Carlos three times with his load and he was holding Carlos tight in an embrace, Carlos told him what his mother had said. Immediately Harry lost his temper again and flew right off the handle. He told Carlos that without him he was nothing.

"You're just a worthless little toadstool. Without me you'll have nothing. You'll be nothing. You can walk away but you can never leave me."

Carlos pleaded with Harry and tried to explain that it wasn't his fault. He wanted to be with Harry but his mother wouldn't let him. Harry was not hearing any of it though and his temper grew and grew until he finally lost it completely and just battered Carlos non-stop until he could barely breathe. Harry just left Carlos lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood.

Carlos crawled as far as he could through the isle before collapsing. He was sure that he was going to die before he felt a shadow pass over him and he felt himself been lifted up into the arms of one of his friends. He blacked out in Jay's arms and only fully regained consciousness a few weeks later.

"So that's why I reacted so badly earlier when you had me in a head lock. It's what Harry used to do to me and what he made me say. I'm sorry Jay. I'm so-" Carlos could not finish what he was saying because he burst into tears. The memories of that horrible time continued to haunt him to this day and he still had the occasional nightmare. It was only in Jay's arms that he finally felt safe again.

Be good Auradon, someone's watching ;)