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thank u all sm for the support on the last chapters! also please let me know any stories you'd want to see in the future:)

anyways without further ado, tw for physical abuse

"E, I can't-"

"No. I don't want to hear it. They can handle it." Evie grasped her sister's hands, then looked to Ben momentarily before turning back to Mal.

"He can handle it." She said barely above a whisper.

Mal sat still for about a minute, before finally slumping in defeat.

"Fine, whatever." Evie grabbed her hand as she took a deep breathe and began into a story.

"I mean, I'm sure you can just imagine what she was like. She was Maleficent, Jesus." Mal started, chuckling slightly.

"Nah, she was old fashioned with her abuse. She hit me mostly, sometimes I was whipped, strangled. Usually when I fucked up some mission she sent me on. I had quite a reputation on the Isle, actually, for being the worst of the worst. Most of that was my mom's doing. She'd force me to beat dozens of different kids on the Isle. I only refused once, when she was gonna have me beat Evie. It was when we were both 10." She then turned around and pulled up her top enough to reveal a knarly, pale white scar running up her spine. She then laughed at the Auradon kids' terrified faces.

"It goes up further then that, but I won't be showing you my bra. They've seen it though. It was the only time my mom actually put a knife to my skin." Mal motioned to her right, where the rest of the VKs were. She had a completely blank face throughout all of this. Ben looked like he was gonna throw up.

"Anyways, she only hurt me like that every once in a while. Maybe once or twice a month. Really not as bad as a lot of others on the island. Most of the time, she just used me as her sidekick for evil plans." Mal shrugged. "That's about it."

Ben stood up, holding his hands to his head. He was shaking almost uncontrollably.

"How… How could I have just… sat here… I was alive when you were being… and I had no idea." Ben's voice was at a speaking volume, but he was yelling. Mal stood up.

"It's not your fault. The past is the past." She walked towards him and they embraced. Ben held his girlfriend as tight as he could without choking her.

"I'm so so sorry." Ben whispered into her ear.

"Shh, it's not your fault." They rocked together as Ben just kept repeating those words.

"I'm so so sorry." He sobbed.