I'm so sorry this took me forever to update! I had a couple of days where I had to write a ton of essays and then for a week after that I just got sad and lazy and decided not to write at all, which was a stupid choice. So, finally, here you go guys! I hope it's okay, especially since you had to wait so long for it. Please review and/or favorite!
Mal was angry and Carlos wouldn't let her do anything about it. It wasn't fair, she just wanted to get even with Chad, maybe even more so, but that was normal for her and for the rest of the group. Carlos had always been fine when the three of them stuck up for him back at the Isle, but now he wanted nothing to do with it and that really pissed her off. And she only felt worse when she gazed at the bruises on Carlos' face for too long.
Chad hadn't shown up to school for the day, and everyone was highly relieved. No one questioned where he was, and that was even better. Carlos knew whatever Jay, Mal, and Evie had done to Chad wouldn't heal over night, but he was at least out of trouble for one day. But he was still terrified, and he seemed to be the only one.
Mal and Evie stalked into Carlos' and Jay's room with grins plastered on their faces and Carlos wanted to do nothing but smack them right off. How could they be so calm about the whole situation?
" Well," Mal began but stopped upon seeing the tiny purple marks littering the side of Carlos' neck. Her eyes went wide before she smirked over at Evie. " Oh shit," Mal laughed causing Carlos to lower his eyes in confusion.
"What?" Carlos asked, looking between the two girls. They were giggling like idiots while staring at him, and he suddenly felt self-conscious.
" You have a little something," Evie motioned towards her neck, " in this whole area." She laughed again as Carlos' hands flew up to his neck, still wondering what she meant. He could feel Jay tense next to him, and he suddenly remembered. His face immediately turned crimson red and he quickly tugged at his collar, hoping to hide the marks.
" Well there's no use in hiding them now," Mal muttered, amused with the flustered boy.
Jay watched as Carlos continued to tug at his collar and he tried to avoid eye contact with both Mal and Evie. Leaving marks on Carlos had seemed like a great idea at the time, but now he was beginning to seriously regret it. He hadn't even thought what Mal and Evie would assume from the situation.
" Okay," Carlos muttered, not liking the situation one bit. " You obviously came in here for a reason, what is it?" He scowled over at Mal and she scowled back, crossing her arms while leaning onto her left leg.
" We just wanted to know if you guys have heard anything from or about Chad?" She continued to glare at Carlos, who was gladly returning it.
" No," Carlos ground out, angry at the mention of Chad again. That's all their conversations had been centered around for the past 48 hours and he was getting really tired of it. Jay glanced down at Carlos, mustering up his best concerned look. He lightly shook Carlos' arm, trying to tell him to chill out a bit. Carlos stared at Jay for a moment before lightly rolling his eyes and looking back at Mal and Evie.
" No," Jay repeated for Carlos, " Why?"
" Just wanted to make sure he hadn't gotten us into trouble yet or anything. I'm not in the mood for that today," Mal answered followed by a roll of her eyes.
" Mood?" Carlos scoffed, " You're not in the mood? You're the one who brought this on. We're going to get in trouble, Mal. So deal with it."
" Why are you mad?" Evie interjected. Carlos hardly got angry, and it was never towards his friends. They had just been trying to help him, so why was he snapping at them?
" Because I had it dealt with," Jay scoffed at the statement causing Carlos to jab him hard in the side. " Well Jay and I did. I knew we would probably get in trouble for whatever Jay did, but it wouldn't be too bad. But then you guys had to go and use magic to do something everyone else would consider evil," Carlos' voice was rising, and Mal was stepping closer, anger clear on her face.
" We can't get in trouble!" Mal interrupted Carlos, " It was self-defense!"
" Maybe to us! But for them it was self-defense when I punched Chad back. It stopped being self-defense the moment Jay went and beat Chad up in the middle of the night." Jay immediately straightened up and scoffed over at Carlos.
" You're the one who begged me to!" Jay threw his hands up in the air, confused and slightly angry with Carlos' attitude.
Carlos was stunned for a moment, not sure what to say. " Yeah, I did, and that was stupid of me," Carlos finally decided to say, " I'm sorry for getting mad at you guys. I know you were just protecting me, but guys, we will get in trouble. It's stupid to think we won't. And when we do get in trouble we're going to land in some really deep shit," Carlos' voice began to lower, and he went from looking angry to defeated. And tired, really really tired.
" We don't care," Evie piped in," We don't care if we get in trouble. Who cares?"
This statement seemed to piss off Carlos the most, because he immediately clenched his fists and screamed, " I care!" The three teenagers flinched noticeably; Carlos' voice echoing off the walls and the way his whole body shook of anger, surprising them.
Jay didn't like looking at Carlos at that moment. He was shaking and his hands were clenched, and he had actually screamed. Carlos had never screamed at them like that before. None of them knew how to handle him, and it scared them.
"I'm so-" Evie began, feeling bad immediately, but was cut off with angry words from Carlos.
" You are all fucking idiots!" Carlos shouted, pushing away Jay's arm that was resting on his shoulder.
" Carlos!" Jay and Mal shouted incredulously. What was his problem?
Jay tried to step forward and grasp Carlos' shoulder again but he was rudely shoved away. They watched as Carlos paced around the room, none of them really sure on what to say, or do.
" I can't go back to the Isle! Okay? I did some things before we left that got me in trouble with my mom, and she's literally going to kill me if I go back. I have enough scars on my body, I don't need more! I am done getting them. I'm tired of being fucking tortured day in and day out!" Jay flinched as Carlos continued to scream. He hated to remember what Carlos' 'mom' used to do to him. " Can you guys think about anyone else besides yourselves? Okay fine, you don't care if we get sent back, but I care. I'd choose this prejudice hell hole over my mother's cruel words and beatings, any day."
Evie was close to breaking down. She had never argued with Carlos before, at least not to this extent. It had been selfish of her to think that just because the Isle wasn't too bad for her, it hadn't been bad for anyone else. A long the way she forgotten about the things Carlos' mother had done to him; what his daily life had consisted of.
" Carlos-" Jay stepped forward, reaching out for him. Carlos closed his eyes and flinched back, not wanting to be comforted. He didn't need their pity. He just wanted them to stop being fucking selfish idiots and think clearly for once.
" Don't try to make us the bad guys," Mal snapped softly. She ignored the glare Jay sent her way. They had just been trying to help him.
Carlos glared hard at Mal, clenching his jaw. " I'm not, just," He sighed angrily, pulling at his hair before rushing over to the door. " Just figure this out." He didn't wait for a response as he whipped the door open and stomped down the hallway.
The three of them stood in shocked silence, flabbergasted from Carlos' dramatic rant.
Mal broke the silence by stating loudly, " What. The. Fuck."
Carlos wasn't sure where he was going, but he knew he needed to get away from them. He knew they were only trying to help, and it wasn't completely fair for him to explode on them like he did, but he just couldn't help it. The worry of being sent back to his mother was constantly eating at him, and the only people he had to take it out on were his friends. So he had to get away from them before he caused anymore damage.
And what made him angry was that he always did this. Anytime something happened to him and his friends tried to help, he wouldn't say thank you (he never said thank you) he would explode on them. He would blame them for anything he could, he would try to take all his feelings and emotions and shove them onto them, because it was only fair for them to feel like he did. He wanted to make sure they felt like shit too. And the worst part was, that's exactly what his mother did. And he wasn't going to be his mother. ( But he found himself being more and more like her every day).
His body seemed to be moving, but he wasn't thinking about where he was going. He was like a robot, turning left, right, left again. He would've continued going straight, but a body blocked his way and he slammed into it, an "oomph" emitting from both bodies.
" Sorry," He managed to say to...Jane. Great, it was Jane. His eyes went wide as he took a step back from her.
" Oh, it's fine," She smiled lightly. Carlos went to leave but Jane quickly stated, " Hold on! Please, I really need to talk to you."
If it had been any other day Carlos probably would've shouted something rude at her before scrambling away, but for some reason, he decided to stay and hear what she had to say. Maybe he just wanted someone else besides his usual friends to talk to. Whatever the reason, he forced a smile onto his freckled and bruised face, responding, " Sure. Whatcha need?"
Jane seemed shocked momentarily. She had fully expected for him to spat something at her before walking off. She figured she would have to hold him down, kicking and screaming, to tell him what she needed to say.
" I just wanted to say I'm sorry," She smiled nervously, awaiting his response. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she rocked back onto her heels.
Carlos blinked several times, gaping at the girl standing in front of him. " Come again?" He had never in a million years expected her to say sorry. He had been prepared for another rant on why he should totally date her.
" I'm sorry. Last week I realized what a complete lunatic I was being. It wasn't right of me to call you a liar, or to constantly basically beg for you to date me. I understand now that you will never date me. I am so sorry, and I would really like to be friends. I tried to tell you earlier but you yelled at me," She spoke in one breath, and Carlos was slightly afraid that she might talk too long in one breath and pass out in front of his feet.
It took Carlos a couple seconds to fully comprehend what she had just told him. " Wow. Okay, yeah. Totally, I forgive you. Yeah, you were basically making my life hell, but I get it, I guess. And I'm sorry for yelling at you. Sometimes I have a bit of an anger issue," Carlos rubbed at the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with Jane at all costs.
If Jane was no longer pining after him, then that would mean him and Jay wouldn't need to fake date anymore, wouldn't it? So he quickly decided, he would avoid telling Jay for as long as he could. ( Because in a way, he kinda liked the attention and affection he was getting from Jay).
"Really? Thank you!" She squealed as she jumped up in joy, and Carlos couldn't retain from wincing from the sharpness of her voice. " Also, just to further my apology, I want to give you this," She put her hand out and Carlos gazed at it curiously. " It's not a bribe or anything. It's just something I do when I feel I've wronged somebody. You don't have to wear it. I just saw it and thought it kinda seemed like you, and I needed a gift to go a long with your apology, so here."
Jane's hand was holding out a necklace. It was a black leather chain and it had a white moon pendant hanging from it. Carlos gingerly took it from her palm and lifted it up to his face so he could fully examine it.
" It glows, too," She chimed in as Carlos ran his fingers along the white charm.
" Awesome!" Carlos exclaimed, a real smile creeping onto his face. He wound his fingers around the leather and undid the clasp, quickly placing the necklace around his neck.
" You're going to wear it?" Jane asked hopeful, and surprised. She had expected him to take the gift and then find it in the trash can the next day.
" Hell yeah!" Carlos exclaimed as he adjusted the pendant so it laid in the center of his neck. " I haven't gotten many gifts before," He admitted as he placed his hands back to his sides. " So this kinda means a lot to me. Thanks," He smiled, happy to forget about everything that had been happening and be able to smile and breathe for once.
" You're so welcome," Jane laughed softly before pausing and looking around Carlos. " Where's Jay?" She hadn't meant to be nosy, but for the past two weeks the two of them seemed inseparable, and it was odd to see Carlos without Jay.
Carlos seemed to tense before speaking in what seemed like fake nonchalance, " Oh. We had a little fight," Carlos wasn't sure why he told her that. And it wasn't really a fight, so he wasn't sure why he called it that. But he didn't really know what else to call it, either. Plus, he wasn't all that mad at Jay, he just needed to clear his head and get away from him before he said something stupid.
" Oh," Jane deadpanned, thrown off guard, and not sure exactly what to say. All she managed to say, which was pretty dumb in her opinion was, " Was it a bad one?" She could see the lining of blue around Carlos' eye and near the bottom of his jaw, and so she couldn't help but assume. But surely not, Jay wasn't that type of person. But, she just had to be sure, but she wasn't going to outright ask if Jay had done that to his face.
Carlos couldn't help but laugh loudly, which caused Jane to frown in confusion. " Nah," Carlos laughed again, " I just needed to clear my head. Get away from the mess." Jane backed up slightly from the statement, afraid that she had intruded on his alone time, but also glad Carlos didn't seem freaked out over the mention of Jay. So the bruises weren't from Jay, then.
"Oh!" She exclaimed in sudden realization. " Do you want to be left alone? Because I totally ge-"
Carlos was quick to cut her off, throwing out his hands violently, showing that he didn't mind. " No, no! You're fine! It's nice to talk to someone else for once." He wasn't sure why he was basically begging for her to stay. He still hated her a little bit, but she had apologized, and she was trying to be friends. And he really (really) needed friends. She might be a little psycho, but she seemed nice enough, even if she had tried to attack him numerous times. You could say he was desperate. Very very desperate for some friends.
" Yeah, I don't have many friends, either," She spoke, somehow understanding how Carlos was feeling. " I was headed to go get some snacks from the cafeteria, if you want to come?" She pointed behind her and Carlos thought a moment. It wasn't like he had anything else to do.
He rocked back onto his heels and shrugged his shoulders. " Sure, I could go for some cookies right now."
" Same," Jane laughed as she began walking, Carlos quickly moving up to her side.
Jane looked over at Carlos before looking straight again. " So you and Jay, huh?" She playfully nudged his side with her elbow, taking note of the little purple marks she could see peeking out from his black collar.
" Yeah. Me and Jay." Carlos couldn't help but let a light smile form onto his lips.
Because, yeah. Him and Jay.
50% fake. 50% real. What else could you ask for, right?
" Do you think one of us should go look for him?" Evie frowned as she gazed over at the door. Carlos had only been gone for twenty minutes max, but it felt like an hour to Evie. What if he went and did something stupid?
Jay bit at his cheek as he gazed out the window. He took a moment to respond, making sure to sigh loudly. " No, we'd only piss him off more," He turned around to look at Evie for a moment before looking back out the window.
" And we wouldn't want that," Mal ground out sarcastically, re-situating herself on Carlos' bed. Jay didn't have to look at her to know she had rolled her eyes.
" No, we wouldn't," Jay responded harshly, shooting Mal a hard glare. The moment Carlos had left the room Mal had done nothing but complain, and he was getting really tired of it.
" We didn't even do anything wrong," Mal muttered for the fifteenth time.
" I know, but we all know how he gets," Evie replied while fixing her hair in the mirror. " We just have to let him cool off. After that we can figure a plan out."
The bed made a squeaking noise as Mal hopped up from it. She threw the blanket behind her and brushed down her shirt. " Well I'm going to go try to fix this now, anyone else?" She looked pointedly at Evie, raising her eyebrow.
Jay and Evie looked at each other, trying to decide what they'd do based on the other. " I guess I'll go," Evie shrugged her shoulders and Mal motioned towards Jay, asking for his answer.
" Uh, I'll catch up with you guys later," Jay smiled lightly, backing away from the window to face Mal and Evie fully. He wanted to figure out how to keep all of them out of trouble, but he knew it would probably be useless in the long run. Carlos was right. It was dumb to think they weren't going to get in trouble.
" You sure?" Evie questioned while Mal had already started for the door.
" Yeah," Was Jay's blunt response. Evie nodded, realizing he wanted to be alone. She gave a slight wave and then followed Mal out the door, being careful to shut it quietly.
When the door shut Jay allowed his shoulders to sag and he carried himself slowly to his bed. He collapsed onto it with a loud sigh and threw his hands behind his head. He grabbed at his beanie, which Carlos had rudely thrown back at him before he had stomped out of their room, and pulled it over his eyes, blocking out the sun that was pouring through the window.
Jay's head was a mess. He was angry, he was mad, and he was confused. First off, he had no clue what his feelings were for Carlos, or what Carlos' feelings were for him. There was obviously something, but neither of them wanted to talk about it. ( Or maybe they did want to talk about it, but they couldn't; wouldn't). And now they might get in so much trouble that they get sent back to their parents, and if that happened, if Cruella had Carlos in her grasp again, he could never forgive himself.
And Mal. Mal could be such a bitch sometimes, and he knew it was only because she was worried too, but she just made everything worse. Her and Carlos had always been the ones to pick fights, the ones who in some way or another loved to argue. So when the two got at it together, it never ended well. Mal always had to up Carlos' game, and Carlos always fell for it. But this time he didn't, instead deciding on stopping mid argument and leaving abruptly. Of course, this only made Mal angrier. He didn't understand why Mal couldn't do something for Carlos without fucking things up, or why Carlos couldn't go one moment without blaming someone else when he was the one at fault.
He was angry at Mal. He was angry at Carlos. He was angry at himself.
And he really hoped they weren't going to get sent back. Because if they were, he would make sure all hell would break loose, and he didn't want to have to do that.
Carlos had a surprisingly good time with Jane. He wasn't exactly sure how much he should trust or like her, but he did find her tolerable enough. Somehow they both had managed to get in discussion over random things and ended up hanging out for three hours. It was weird. But it was kinda nice. It had been three wonderful carefree hours, where he didn't have one worry in the world. But then he looked at the clock and all his worries seemed to fill his head again. It was seven and he knew Jay or Evie, or hell, maybe even Mal would be wondering where he was, and it wouldn't be fair for him to hide from them forever. So he grudgingly told Jane goodbye and headed to go find his friends.
One thing he was going to do, even if they couldn't, was apologize. He had spent half of the four hours he had been gone going over and over again the things he had said and done to his friends, and he slowly realized that even if what they did got them into some rough shit, was done with good intentions. And thank you, he also really needed to thank them. Because he also realized he didn't remember one time he had thanked them for protecting him throughout the years.
Carlos was grateful that the hallways were void of people. He had gotten used to people staring at his face in the last couple of days, but he still didn't like it. And tonight was not one of the nights he wanted to deal with it. He just wanted to quickly get to Mal and Evie's room, apologize, make up, and then hustle it back to his and Jay's room and beg Jay for forgiveness as well.
Luckily since there were no people wandering about, he quickly navigated through the halls to Evie and Mal's room. He quickly removed the necklace Jane had got him and shoved it into his pocket. Then he stood in front of the door, taking a deep breath before pounding lightly on the door. It was opened by Evie in a matter of seconds.
" Carlos!" She smiled. " We've been wondering where you were." Across the room Carlos can hear Mal clear her throat loudly. Evie rolls her eyes and mutters, " Well I've been wondering where you were."
Carlos could see Mal over Evie's shoulder. She was laying on her bed while giving him her famous glare, and he couldn't help but glare back. After a few seconds he snapped his attention back over to Evie. " Yeah, I lost track of time," He paused, clearing his throat. " I came over here to say I'm so sorry. Like really. I've had a couple hours to think over everything and I was being a complete douche."
" No you weren't," Evie quickly interjected, frowning.
" Yes he was!" Mal shouted from her spot on her bed. Evie snapped her head back to shoot Mal a glare, telling her to shut up.
" Do you want to come in?" Evie opened the door wider so Carlos had room to step in. Carlos thought for a moment, quickly gazing over to Mal who still looked pissed as hell.
" No, just wanted to pass by quickly," Carlos seemed to pause for a moment and quickly decided on his actions. He stepped forward and embraced Evie, giving her a long hug. It wasn't a big deal, not really, but he hardly ever did it, it was weird to show affection on the Isle.
" I'm so sorry, Eves. You guys have done so much for me. Thank you. God, I've never said that. Thank you for every fucking thing you have ever done for me," He snuggled his head into Evie's neck, allowing his arms to wrap tighter around her torso. " Please forgive me. I get it if you don't want to, because I don't think I would forgive myself, but I'm sorry. Im sorry for being a totally douche, and not thanking-" He didn't realize he was rambling, but he couldn't help it. These thoughts had been trapped in his mind all day and he was finally able to let them all out.
" I forgive you, Carlos!" Evie's muffled voice quickly cut Carlos off. " You're perfect, C. Don't beat yourself up over this. I've never cared about any of that stuff. C, I forgive you, alright?" Evie pulled back and smiled widely at Carlos. Carlos smiled back, shaking his head.
" You're not lying?" Carlos asked wearily, half serious, half joking.
Evie lightly punched him in the arm before replying, " Of course not! You have always been forgiven. Now go talk to Jay, he's been worried as hell." She smiled again, and Carlos realized that he had been worrying for nothing.
" Alright...I'll see you guys tomorrow. Night," He gave Evie one more side hug before turning around to leave.
" I forgive you too!" He could hear Mal shout through the partial closed door. He bit his lip to refrain from smiling. He walked down the hall and once he was around the corner he allowed the smile to grace his lips.
Jay was worried. He was totally fucking worried. He had asked about ten different people if they had seen Carlos and no one knew where he was. How could no one possibly know where the stupid kid was? He was not hard to miss. So once no one knew where he was, he went to Mal and Evie's room. They were of no help either. Mal had hit him, telling him to chill the hell out, and Evie said he was probably in the library or something and to wait for Carlos to come back when he was ready.
So he had done just that. He had gone back to his room and laid down on his bed and impatiently waited for that stupid door to swing open and the white-haired boy to come walking on in. And he had managed to convince himself that it would be stupid to go look for Carlos. Because it would most likely piss the kid off even more, and Jay didn't want that. He wanted to make up and be able to talk again. And he was fine with sitting on his bed, counting how many creases were on the bedding, or how many times Dude would circle the room. But then it got to be almost seven, and he knew Carlos should be back by then. But he wasn't going to freak out.
And by the grace of the kings and queens, at seven thirty the door swung open and Carlos' brilliant face appeared.
Before Jay could get anything in, Carlos immediately shut the door and started rambling. " I'm so sorry Jay!" He walked closer to Jay and stopped when they were less than a foot away from each other. " I'm so sorry for everything. You guys were only trying to protect me. You were being amazing friends and I was being selfish and stupid. Forgive me, please. I'm really sorry," He was repeating his words and Jay couldn't help but smile.
Carlos looked sad, and Jay couldn't have that. Add that to the ramblings and you don't have a very good case, so Jay had to come with a good solution. He closed the gap between them and placed a chaste kiss on Carlos' lip. " I forgive you," Jay muttered after he pulled away from Carlos before going to kiss him again. This was a pretty good solution.
Carlos didn't let Jay kiss him long. He gently pulled back and gazed up at Jay. " You didn't just say that to shut me up, did you?" Carlos questioned skeptically, lowering his eyes at Jay.
Jay frowned as he pulled Carlos in for a hug. " No, of course not, you idiot." Carlos buried his head into the crook of Jay's neck. Jay's familiar scent surrounded Carlos and he finally felt content. He sighed happily and pushed his body closer to Jay's. Jay reluctantly pulled away from Carlos after a couple of minutes and took his hand in his own.
" Are you okay?" He gripped Carlos' hand and locked his eyes with his. Carlos licked his lips and nodded.
" Much better," He muttered," But I would like to rest. And talk." He let go of Jay's hand and walked towards his bed, petting Dude on the way over.
" We can do that," Jay smiled, wanting to do anything that would make Carlos happy at the moment.
Carlos quickly got situated on his bed, snuggling down into the covers and smiling up at Jay. Jay laughed as he took his shoes off and jumped onto Carlos' bed, shaking the frame and nearly pushing Carlos off.
" Did you have to do that?" Carlos tried to glare at Jay but a laugh escaped his lips instead. Jay smirked as he fixed the covers around himself.
" Yeah. More fun that way," He poked at Carlos' shoulder and Carlos rolled his eyes.
" I just talked to Evie and Mal," Carlos spoke to Jay, slowly scooting himself from the edge of the bed to middle, closer to Jay's warm body.
" How'd that go?"
" Evie forgave me," He hid his smile in his covers. Jay responded by pulling on Carlos' hand and began tracing patterns onto it and up his arm slowly.
" Yeah?" Jay muttered, almost inaudible. He kept tracing circles on the outer corner of Carlos' hand with his thumb. Carlos sighed contently, shuffling even closer to Jay.
" Yeah."
" What about Mal?" Jay flicked his eyes up to meet Carlos', knowing this answer would be a little different than the one for Evie.
" I think she's a little indifferent," Carlos responded after a short pause.
"Gotcha," Jay answered back, hardly shocked by the answer.
" And you?" Carlos whispered, faces inches from each other. " What do you think?" He paused, " About me? "
They stared at each other for a moment before Jay smiled wide, muttering, " I think you're fucking amazing," and then placing his lips on Carlos'. Every inch of Carlos screamed no no no, and to stop. But he needed it, he really did. He had had a really shitty day, and it's not like anyone was stopping them, and if neither one of them talked about it afterwards, then what did it matter?
Carlos placed his hand around Jay's waist and used it to pull himself against Jay completely. He smiled into the kiss, and when Jay laughed, he felt like everything in the world was okay. Right then, right there. Everything was perfect.
Until it wasn't.
Jay was just about to push Carlos over and hover above him when a loud banging sounded throughout the room. Jay and Carlos both scrambled up and hopped away from each other. They looked at each other quizzically, wondering who the hell it could be. The pounding got louder and they could hear someone shout on the other end. Jay immediately got in front of Carlos and slowly walked up to the door. While Jay went for the door Carlos tried to fix his hair to the best of his ability, trying to appear as normal as possible.
Jay unlocked the door and pulled it open carefully. His brows scrunched up when he saw Ben and the Fairy Godmother standing in front of him. And he frowned even more when he saw the look of anger on Fairy Godmother's face.
" Who is it?" Carlos asked, stepping closer. Jay pushed the door open so Carlos could see clearly. When Carlos got sight of who it was he tensed, his heart beat rising.
" Hello," Jay smiled at the two surprise guests. " What do you two lovely people need on this fine evening?" He forced a smile and hoped to god that this wasn't about what he thought it was.
Fairy Godmother scowled and said forcefully," You. Carlos. My office, now."
Jay gulped and looked back at Carlos, his eyes wide. Both mouthing to each other,
" Shit."
Carlos was taking the apology back. He was going to fucking murder Mal.
