28. Just one chance
Carlos's P.O.V.
I didn't know what to think about Mal's decision. It was risky. More than risky but I also knew we had no other option. Jafar laughed and came casually towards Jay, who tightened his grip on his sword. Evie looked at me briefly and said more at a glance than words could ever say. My heart beat faster and I smiled at her. But then I was torn from my thoughts by steps in front of me. Cruella came up to me laughing, but I stifled the fear and looked at her firmly.
"I'm with you, Carlos," I heard Mali say at my side and nodded gratefully. I was really happy that she was there. Because in my condition I wouldn't be able to do it alone. My breath was very poor and my muscles were tired, but I ignored it. I couldn't stop now. I had to do that now. Swords hit each other and I and Mal attacked at the same time. But Cruella also knew how it worked. It was hard, well placed, and I quickly reached my limits. Fuck sickness. Fortunately, Mal was there too. I wanted to check on Evie and Jay, but my mother couldn't.
"You're really the worst son you can have." I was shocked, but to my surprise, I was not hurt. Because it wasn't me who was terrible.
"No, mother. You are the worst mother you can have." My mother looked at me angrily, but we both knew it was the truth. Our swords met again when suddenly there was a loud scream next to us and then a muffled sound. I turned around like a jerk and my fear for Evie grew. But when her blue eyes met mine, relief spread through me. The evil queen lay on the ground and passed out.
"Go help Jay!", Mal shouted next to me and went back to my mother. But the fight was slowly too much for my body. Everything inside me screamed that I should stop, but my heart whispered to me to continue for my friends and I listened. My lungs burned, but I didn't care. I kicked in shock at mother's sword, which was obviously not prepared for it. It blew up in the air and Mal caught it.
"It's over, mother!", I said firmly. I wouldn't kill her. Even though she had caused me terrible pain, she was still my mother. Cruella looked around for a gun, but there was nothing left. And then Jafar also failed. Evie ran towards me and pulled me into her arms. I smiled and pulled her to me and gave her a kiss on the head. Smiling, she broke away from me and went to one of the guards who looked after her mother. My mother and Jafar had already been taken away. And then there was loud cheering around us. But it was too much for me. The sounds were far too loud, louder than usual. My heart was beating incredibly fast and I could hardly breathe. I tried to suppress panic. It was all good. But I knew it wasn't true. I hadn't listened to my body's warning signals and it was my fault now. And then I realized that it was time. The panic in me grew even bigger. I would die now! That told me something in me! And I wouldn't be able to do anything about it. I no longer noticed anything around me. I only heard a few people saying and calling my name and someone shook my shoulder, but I was in a trance. I gasped, tried to get as much oxygen as possible into my burning lungs, but it was hopeless. It was like I couldn't breathe. The screams around me grew louder, but I couldn't get out of this trance. And then the moment came when the weakness overwhelmed me and I broke down.
