Jay POV

"So, my days usually weren't that bad. They were only bad if I couldn't steal. My dad owns a Junk Shop, and I stole everything to put in the shop."

(Two years ago)

There was one day that I didn't steal anything good, so he threw me out the house. Well, after he punched me in the stomach repeatedly. Didn't really bother me all that much. So I went looking for Carlos, I remember feeling this pit in my stomach that told me something was wrong. I ran all over the Isle looking for him. I finally found him, in an alley with Gil standing over him. I never felt rage like that.

"Hey! Get the fuck off of him!" I screamed. I pulled him off of Carlos and pinned him to the wall. He actually dared to look at me and smirked. I decided to punch that stupid smirk right off his face.

"J-Jay?" I heard behind me. I looked at Carlos, he looked awful. He had a black eye and busted lip.

"How long has this been going on?" I asked through gritted teeth. He frowns.

"A-About 6 months after we started dating. I'm so sorry Jay. I tried to f-fight him off, like y-you told me to. But he was stronger. So much stronger." He told me, with tears in his eyes.

I clenched my fists. I remember wanting to murder him, I had never felt that feeling before, I only ever stole. Usually Carlos was able to fight off his bullies. "I'm gonna kill him." I told Carlos. Before I could move, he grabbed my arm and gave me a look. "Please don't. It's not gonna make anything b-better." He said before passing out.

I didn't know what to do, so I picked him up and ran as fast as I could to the treehouse. Mal and Evie were there.

"Please tell me one of you know how to fix him." I was so much blood on my hands and bleeding through his shirt.

We lifted his shirt and gasped. I felt like I was going to puke. He had a giant cut on his side and lots of bruises. His stomach was covered in yellow, green, purple and blue. I never want to see that again. Evie instructed me on what to do. She was usually the one to patch us up after a fight.

After we cleaned him up, there wasn't much we could do, except for waiting. We waited about 3 hours, but Carlos wasn't waking up. At least he was breathing. I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote a note for him, if he woke up. Evie covered him with a spare blanket that we left in the treehouse.

I left the treehouse, feeling guilty that we had left him up there. But I had to go home or I would be in so much trouble. I walked into the shop, hoping that Jafar was asleep. I didn't have much luck. He was standing at the counter glaring at me, until he saw the blood. I never saw him look so proud. He thought I killed someone.

"Jay! You killed someone! Oh my God. Tell me all about it! Who was it? Did you get anything good off of them?" I heard him say.

"No. I didn't kill anyone. Came close. But I didn't. So fuck off." I was in no mood to talk to him. I don't regret anything I said. Back then, I instantly regretted it. He ran across the store, grabbed me by the hair and slammed me into the wall.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that boy! Who do you think you are? I am your father! And you didn't even steal anything! You're worthless! I should've killed you like I was gonna do, but your mother said no! That you were just a baby! I don't see her to stop me this time! You made her leave! Because you're a worthless piece of shit!" With each insult he kept hitting me in different spots. It hurt so bad. Probably because he had on so many rings, rings that I stole for him. I felt myself losing consciousness.

"D-Dad. St-Stop." I think I said, before he hit me one last time on the head, passing out.

(Present time)

"When I woke up, I wasn't in the shop anymore. I was at the treehouse. Carlos was holding my hand, Evie was sewing something, and Mal was humming to herself." I finished telling my story. "It was definitely the worst day of my life. I found out Carlos was being abused for almost 4 years. I had to patch up his almost lifeless body. And got beaten into blacking out."

Carlos squeezes my hand and smiles at me. "It's okay baby. I always got you and you always got me. Nothing will happen to either of us as long as we have each other. I love you." He pecks my lips. I can hear awws from the girls and gagging from Chad & Mal. I stick my middle finger up at them and pull Carlos in for another kiss.

"Why don't you two get a room? It's so disgustingly sweet." I hear Chad say. I laugh. "Sounds fine to me." I pick Carlos up and start running to our dorm.

"But wait! We didn't hear Carlos's story!" I hear Audrey say. I laugh as I run. Carlos looks at me. "It's only fair they hear my story." I shrug and keep walking to our dorm. "They can hear it later. Right now. You're mine."

Evie POV

"But wait! We didn't hear Carlos's story!" Audrey says.

"Those two are gonna be busy for a while." I say as Ben walks back in. "Hey guys what did I miss?" We all look at Mal. "Just stories of the Isle." She says. I glare at her. "Mal, tell him. He needs to know. You know how Harry is." I say. She sighs. "Ben. Um. There is something really important I need to tell you." She looks down. "What is it?" He asks.

"Please don't hate me. But um. Me and Harry Hook, we dated on the Isle." She says.

Ben shrugs his shoulders. "That's in the past. I got you now and that's all that matters to me."

"That's not it. We kind of, maybe, never broke up." She tells him. Ben's usual smile, turns into a look that I've never seen on his face. "So you're technically dating both me and him. Great to know mal! So if I didn't bring him over here, you would've never told me!" He yells. Mal has a look of shock, and I'm sure so does everyone else. Ben never yells. "I honestly forgot all about him Ben! I promise I'll tell him that me and him are over as soon as he steps foot out the limo. I was gonna break up with him on the isle. But we came here before I could. I'm sorry Ben." She said. "You better. Because if you don't, I'll just have to make sure he knows you're mine." I laugh. "You're starting to sound a lot like Jay." He smiles.

"Good. Maybe people will take me more serious now. But anyways. It's about time for us to go to bed." I look at my watch and notice that it's after 11. The new VKs are coming tomorrow and I'm not excited. It's not like I'm scared of Queenie. Just nervous that she'll try some of her tricks again.

"Okay. C'mon Mal. Let's go to bed. Gotta pick out our outfits for tomorrow." I grab Mal's arm and drag her to our dorm. "Are we really picking out outfits for tomorrow? Yes and no. I pulled you here so we can do that and talk about our plan of action just in case things go sideways tomorrow."

"Okay. We can only do so much about Queenie, Uma, and Harry. Jaylos will have to decide what they're doing about Gil. If Queenie pulls any tricks, you know how to fight her now, I know Uma isn't gonna try anything stupid yet. Same with Harry. They're going to try and make themselves seem innocent." Mal says. I nod and yawn. "How about we pick the outfits out tomorrow? I'm exhausted." She agrees and we both head to bed. "Goodnight." We both say. I close my eyes and slip off into the world of dreams.