hi eevryone ! so sorry for the long break, but this is probably the last part. please leave more suggestions abt what stories i should do soon!

tw for suicide and self harm desc

The eight sat in complete silence. Evie and Mal looked horrified.

Finally, Carlos looked up from where he had been huddled in Jay's arms. Jane was standing. He stood too.

"Come here." She said softly. They embraced, gripping each other for life as Carlos shook.

It all made sense to Ben now.

"Oops, sorry Evie." Ben bumped into Evie, attempting to reach for the napkins behind her. The four VKs and him were having a picnic, since it was a beautiful day. He accidentally tripped, and his hand fell directly into her butt. She just stared at him, for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only a few seconds.

"E?" Mal cleared her throat. Tears formed in the bluenette's eyes, and she made a run for a bathroom inside of the castle.

He watched Evie sit in her spot, tears spilling down her face again, but this time she didn't seem to care.

"Wait, we have to change in the locker room with everyone… being able to see?" Jay asked. He seemed horrified.

"Yep, welcome to tourney." Ben pulled his shirt off, pulling his uniform from his backpack. Reluctantly, Jay started to pull his top off too, revealing pale scars seemingly jumping out on his tan shoulders. Ben couldn't help but stare. Jay saw this, tugged his shirt back on. He was shaking.

"What about practice?"

"I don't… care about practice." Jay said as he walked out the door, his voice breaking.

Jay just stared at the ground, not knowing what to say or do.

"Mal, what… what are you so upset about?" The royal couple were arguing. Ben reached out his hand to grab her arm, and she almost growled.

"Do. NOT. Touch me." Her voice seemed to yell, although her volume was as though she was speaking. A sob escaped her lips, and she ran off to her dorm.

Mal picked at her nails anxiously. Her eyes couldn't lift from her hands.

"No, um, we got to talk to our parents today. Over video chat." Carlos shook. He was sitting in a stairwell in the dorms, where Ben had found him.

"Why's that an issue?"

"I just…" Carlos gasped for air. His face was turning red, and he started to cry almost silently as he stood up and ran.

Carlos was still, hugging Jane.

It all clicked.