*On the screen*

"Okay now take this brush and apply it to your face. No! Don't eat it!" The Evil Queen cried out as she looked at the small blue haired baby that could barely even sit up on her own yet. "Mom she's too young for this," Sara told her mother in disgust as she hated having to watch the monster torture the baby.

Evie was less than a year old and she was already being trained into being the perfect princess. "She is not too young! If she can sit up on her own she can definitely apply blush to her face," The Evil Queen exclaimed as she ripped the brush out of the baby's mouth and shoved it harshly into her tiny hands.

"Do it the right away or no milk for you!" The Evil Queen screamed out, making the blue haired baby start sobbing. "STOP CRYING! WE HAVE BEEN OVER THIS! PRINCESSES DO NOT CRY! NOW DO IT AGAIN OR NO BOTTLE!" The Evil Queen yelled out, making Evie immediately stop crying as she froze in fear.

"Good! Now do it again!" The Evil Queen told her daughter in her harsh voice, making the baby grab the brush as she applied it to her face like her mommy had shown her earlier. She didn't understand what she was doing or why, but it seemed to work as her mommy didn't yell at her anymore making her smile and giggle in victory.

Sara closed her eyes as she knew Evie had just made a huge mistake. She had wanted to warn her, but she didn't know Evie would do that. "Did you just laugh!" The Evil Queen cried out in disgust as laughing led to wrinkles at least in her mind.

Evie recognized the angry tone right away as she immediately stopped giggling, making The Evil Queen smirk a little as Evie had been learning. "Good! That's right, no laughing. It causes wrinkles," The Evil Queen told her baby, making Evie nod her tiny head while Sara just shook her head in disapproval as she couldn't believe this was really happening.

Once The Evil Queen finished up with her princess lessons she picked Evie up and grabbed a bottle filling it up to about less than half and placed it in Evie's mouth. "What are you doing!" Sara cried out as she couldn't believe how little food that monster was feeding Evie.

"I'm feeding my heir," The Evil Queen told the young girl, making Sara look at her like she was crazy. Evie was almost one years old at this point and should be eating solids or at the very least at least a full bottle of formula.

"That's not enough food!" Sara cried out, making the monster roll her eyes as she continued to feed the baby with the now empty bottle. "It is perfectly enough. No one likes a fat princess," The Evil Queen told Sara, making Sara lose it as she looked at the tiny baby that was almost a year old and still looked like a 3 month old from how little she was being fed.

"No! It is not enough food! Look at her! She's so tiny this is unhealthy!" Sara told her mom who just rolled her eyes as she was done parenting for today. "No, she's perfect. Like I said no one wants a fat princess! Now put her to bed for me I'm done with her for the day," The Evil Queen told Sara as she shoved the baby at her and went off to sleep.

Sara just rolled her eyes as she looked at the sobbing baby who was clearly starving. "Don't worry Evie I'm not going to let you starve," Sara told her baby sister as she went to her room and closed the door. She then went to her hidden spot and grabbed a bottle filling it up with her secret stash of formula that she kept hidden from her mom. This time filling it all the way up as she knew Evie was extremely underweight and could use it.

Once Sara was sure the coast was clear she placed the bottle in Evie's mouth and smiled as the blue haired baby completely downed the whole thing then fell asleep as she had a full stomach for once. Thanks to her big sister who was keeping up with her promise.

*Screen goes black*

"Well that was um," the therapist began not really knowing what to say. She was just feeling more and more uncomfortable the more she would watch the blue haired teen's life. She honestly didn't know how Evie managed to survive all she did.

Evie just nodded not really knowing what to say. "My mom taught me how to apply blush before I could talk," was all Evie could think to say as she had said those words before when they had been trying to steal the wand.

Most people probably thought she was exaggerating, but it was the truth. The therapist just nodded sadly as she could see that. "Yeah I saw. I'm so sorry about that. We should probably talk about..." the therapist began but Evie just nodded as she quickly grabbed her stuff.

"Yeah well we're done here for today. I guess I'll um see you tomorrow," Evie quickly told the therapist as she grabbed her stuff and left before she had to talk about anything more. Evie was completely exhausted and really didn't feel like sitting through or even just talking more about her childhood.

"Hey how'd it go," Ava told her sister once Evie had finished up with her therapy for the day which had actually taken a lot longer than she was expecting. Evie just shrugged as she looked at her sister. She knew they were worried about her, but they just didn't understand what she went through.

Sure they had all 5 been born on the Isle. They were quintuplets after all, but they had escaped while Evie was forced to live on that prison. "It was fine," Evie quietly told Ava as she just got into the car and buckled up as she was still not allowed any alone time.

"Well um that's good," Ava told her sister not really knowing what to say this whole thing was hard to understand. She still didn't get why Evie would do something like this.

Evie just nodded as she stared out the window just trying to block out all the conversation and another image immediately started to form on the window making her quickly close her eyes as she didn't know what was happening, but she was done with memories for today.

When they got home Evie didn't even look at April and Lola as she just immediately went straight for her room. She was just ready for this day to end. As soon as Evie's head hit the pillow she was out, but instead of her usual normal dreams she was once again filled with an old memory making Evie want to scream as she couldn't take it anymore.

*The next day*

"I can't stop seeing memories! What did you do to me!" Evie screamed out as she entered the therapist's office and immediately sat down and looked at her as she wanted answers and she wanted them now.