An hour later
The limo stops in front of this walkway, and as we begin to step out, the people who stand outside began to play many instruments while some walked slowly towards us. Once the music finishes, the squad lines up.
Then this boy steps forwards and says," Hello! Welcome to Auradon! My names B-"
"He means PrinCE BEN, soon to be KING. I'm Audrey, a princess," a tan, somewhat tall girl interrupts, smirking.
Meanwhile, Ben steps forward to, I assume, shake our hands, but the girls, who are between Carlos and I, flinch and get behind us while we step forward. Carlos steps slightly be hind me though, letting me take this boy first.
Mal, Evie, and a lil bit of Carlos clinch onto my back, digging into my wounds. I take in a deep breath, and hold it slightly. My eyes turn cold, as I glare at Ben.
"Ah....well, right this way."
He steps back and leads us into this huge building. We follow; me first with Mal and Evie in between and Carlos covering our backs.
"Well this is out dorms,-"
Again, the little brunette in his arm, interrupts him," Doug will show you to your rooms."
Then she drags him off and this smaller boy, nerdish, takes us to out respected room.
.....
Once Carlos and I settle down and get our clothes out away, I walk into the bathroom with a few pair of clothes to change into.
Taking off my jacket , tank top, and bandages, I see multiple open wounds on my back. They pulse and look red as a healthy apple.
Maybe inflamed?
But I can't do anything about it, so instead, I take some left over ointment that I stole and apply it to the my wounds and massage it into my back. Then I wrap myself back up nicely, and throw on another black tank top; then a black long sleeve shirt on top.
I told my bloody clothes up and put them in a basket.
Then I walk out.
"What took you so long," Asks Carlos.
Yes, the squad, we all get abused. I mean you'll think that even villians will care about their own flesh and blood but no. And after so many years, the 'heros' wanna try and help?!!
Bullshit! The damage is done. Hero's just label people as villains because yes they did something bad, but they don't realize the reason behind it. They don't care enough and if you really thank about it. If the villains of your story don't care how old you were or what they had to do to get what they wanted, why leave them to take care of children??
"Oh nothing! Just had to wash my face and thing," I shrug.
"Understandable," Carlos smiles sadly.
We tell everyone everything, but.....I hide some things from them.I mean not because I don't trust them, just I don't know how to just say it....so I keep it to myself.
I sling my arm across his shoulder and smile," how about we go to the girls' room?"
He smiles brightly too and we're off.
15 minutes later
Knock
KnockMal opens the door for us, and when we step in she locks it. Instinctively, I whip around and look at her, my body getting tense. I think she realized that something was wrong because she says," Jay? Are you alright?"
She steps towards me, and then I feel someone's hand on me and I flip......well I flip the person who touch me into their back. While I hold them, I look at the person approaching me. I glance around quickly trying to think of what the hell is going on. I step away and circle around to the door.
As if I'm a trance, the moment my back touched the door, I relax.
Then it hits me, they know. they KNOW. My heart starts to pound and I do the only thing I can think of and that is to run. I don't know where I go, but I'm running. My feet take me to a forest, with a lake. I come to a stop, shocked by it's beautifulness.
Two hours later
Well since I'm here, I might as well, take a swim or something to cool off.
So like the person I am, I striped to my bandages and boxers. I neatly fold my clothes up to the side and place them behind a pillar so they don't get wet if I splash.
As I start to float through the little area, I begin to finally calm down and process what happened.
......
Shit!!!
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Son of Jafar
FanfictionWarning....this story will be deep. It will be gory. The tales of villians will come to life. The stories untold. The good, bad, and ugly will come to light. The side of men internal kinds think may be. The reason why men act the way they do all thr...