After nearly fifteen minutes Ben headed to the bathroom to look for Carlos. He knocked but it ended up being empty. Confused, Ben set off around the house stopping his friends one after another asking if they had seen Carlos. Apparently, none of them had seen him after he went to the bathroom. Carlos was missing and Ben started to panic a little, it wasn't like him to just up and disappear, something must definitely be wrong. He quickly found Harry who was in the process of making out with Gil, both half-naked.

"Harry, I'm really sorry to interrupt but have you seen Carlos? He went to the bathroom and didn't come back. I've checked the whole house and he is gone." Ben couldn't help the panic in his voice. Harry detached himself from Gil looking worried.

"You are absolutely sure he didn't just wander off and you missed him duckling?" Harry furrowed his brows still groping Gil in the process. Ben rolled his eyes and literally got down on his knees making Harry's eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

"Harry, I'm not kidding. I think something might be wrong. I'm worried sick, I looked everywhere." Ben was genuinely begging at this point. Harry let go of Gil apologetically before stomping into the living room and abruptly stopping the music, everyone went silent.

"LISTEN UP! We got a missing person. If any of you have seen Carlos De Vil within the past twenty to thirty minutes come find me." Harry hollered loud enough the entire house could hear him before restarting the music. Everyone slowly went back to what they were doing, and Harry returned to Ben's side. "I'll keep a lookout for him here. Maybe you should check to see if he got a ride home or something. I know it isn't like h-… wait… Where's Jay?" Harry finally stopped looking around to see if he could spot the unmistakable son of Jafar. Jay stood out like a sore thumb for the most part, so it was startling to find after a lap around the house he was gone too. Hay was a complete party animal, so it didn't make sense for him to leave early. Harry and Ben exchanged worried looks as no one seemed to admit to seeing Jay or Carlos after he went to the bathroom.

"I'm going to check out Jay's place, come with me?" Ben asked and Harry groaned and nodded reluctantly.

"If it were anyone else I'd never think of it duckling but as of late I don't trust Jay not to pull something stupid." Harry's voice carried a strong color of worry with it. He knew Jay better than anyone and him admitting that Jay might be a problem was more than concerning. It shook Ben to his very core thinking about how Jay had been so forceful in his approach with Carlos. It honestly made his stomach flip and swirl with sickness. Now wasn't the time to be getting caught up in feelings, Ben lead Harry out to his car and the two set out for Jay's house.

Meanwhile, Carlos was just coming back around when he tried to move, his arms were restrained. As woozy realization came Carlos found he couldn't move much at all, barely able to squirm even. He looked up at his handcuffed hands to a familiar bed frame. Looking around, Carlos recognized where he was. He was in Jay's room cuffed and bound to the bed, completely spread eagle. Thankfully he had his clothes on still which brought him minor comfort before he called out.

"Jay?" Carlos called nervously hoping this was just some sick joke and not what he thought it was. Jay opened the bedroom door and came over to sit next to Carlos running his fingers through the monochromatic teen's hair. Jay smiled warmly as he just silently and affectionately petted his former love. "Jay? What are you doing? Let me go!" Carlos cried making Jay shush him lovingly like a parent calming a frightened child.

"You're okay Carlos. It's just me baby. I know you missed me. I missed you too but that horrible Ben wouldn't let you come back to me. It's all his fault isn't it pet?' Jay cooed and Carlos swallowed hard shaking his head.

"No Jay, I didn't come back to you because I don't love you anymore. Now let me go!" Carlos squirmed pulling at his restraints. Jay's face screwed up in confusion and anger before he slapped Carlos hard across the face.

"I SAID IT WAS BEN'S FAULT. RIGHT?" Jay demanded angrily and Carlos fearfully whimpered as Jay shushed him carefully rubbing his cheek turning soft and sweet again. "Come now baby, don't make me angry again. Whose fault is it?" Jay asked cupping Carlos's cheek tenderly. Carlos whimpered back tears.

"B-b-b-ben's," Carlos stammered between choked sobs and Jay nodded smiling.

"That's right pet, all his fault. Shhh, don't cry baby. I know you're happy to be back with me. I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby. You've missed Daddy, haven't you?" He continued in a soft loving voice. There was a small pause where all Carlos did was sob. "I SAID," He started raising his voice and his hand threateningly. Carlos flinched. "YOU'VE MISSED DADDY HAVEN'T YOU?!" Jay demanded and Carlos just nodded quickly whimpering in fear. He had no idea what had happened to Jay, but he had completely lost his mind. The sweet loving Jay was masked by this terribly jealous and controlling person that Carlos didn't even know.

"I'm so sorry to do this to you, but it was the only way to get you away from him and now you're all mine again right baby?" Jay leaned down kissing Carlos forcefully, without much choice Carlos nodded into the kiss, kissing back hoping that complying would spare him being hit again. Thankfully it didn't and Jay sat up with a smile playing with Carlos's hair affectionately in silence for a couple of moments before there was a knock at the front door. Jay groaned and pretended not to hear it just focusing on the boy in his bed that he loved so much, he couldn't be without. Carlos was struggling not to start balling, fearful of the possible response that would provoke from the unhinged former lover. He secretly swore to himself never to go to another house party after this for a good while.

Just outside Ben and Harry started pounding on Jay's front door, seeing his car in the driveway they knew he was home.

"Jay open up! It's Harry." Harry called out to no response. Dread was slowly filling both of their guts with every second passed.