sorry there wasnt too much to the last chapter but heres the most exciting stuff
tw for desc of eating disorders, verbal abuse and sexualization/sexual abuse
The movie room had a set of two couches, and in these couches were people. Evie, who was definitely the calmest there, hugging a pillow and smiling at everyone. Mal, who had her arms crossed and was slouching back in her seat. Carlos, who was biting his nails and shaking his leg anxiously. And Jay sat, wrapped up in a blanket with a blank look on his face. Ben, Doug, Lonnie and Jane sat on the other couch, concerned looks washing over their faces.
"So, I think we all know why we're were today. I know, for one, I've been worried about all four of you. And I want to know the root of the cause, so we know better how to help you." Ben cleared his throat before speaking. He'd seen every single one of the VKs burst into tears about something that seemed like no big deal to anyone else, and how hard the others would try to cover it up.
Evie glanced at her three best friends. They all shook their heads at her. She bit her lip, then opened her mouth to speak.
"Thank you for being concerned about the four of us. We've discussed and we think we're ready to share a story or two about what happened to us on the Isle.". She closed her eyes and took a breathe.
"And I'd like to go first." Mal reached over, grabbed Evie's hand and squeezed it as the bluenette began to spoke.
"To start, my mother was a very… complicated woman. Sometimes she was like my best friend, and we'd giggle and gossip about the rumors of the Isle as we gave each other facials or touched up our mascara." Evie smiled for a moment, recalling these sweet memories with her mother.
"…But that didn't make up for the other times. Often times she would… starve me. …Or force-feed me, then stick her fingers down my throat until I puked it up again." Evie's voice began to falter, and she'd take small breaks between words, but she never stuttered. Mal squeezed her hand harder.
"She'd constantly shame me for my appearance, but words I could handle. The worst of it all was when she was in an especially wicked mood. She'd…" Evie stopped. She could feel the tears falling down her face, and quickly wiped her face with her sleeve. She was scared to look at the Auradon kids, so she looked at her almost-siblings instead. Mal gave her a sad, comforting smile. Carlos kept his eyes to the floor, and Jay closed his. They knew what was next in the story.
"She'd get men to come to the house… they'd give her money… she locked us… in the basement… and the men… they touched me in ways I never… want to think about again." Evie let out a small sob at the end of her words. Mal put her arm around her shoulder, and Jay rubbed her back lightly while pressing his lips together and looking away.
After a few minutes, Evie looked up at the other couch. The four looked shook. Doug's hands trembled slightly as he raised them to his face.