Chapter 3

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Mal's POV:

We looked up and saw him, he looked down and he had a scared  look on his face. Was he that scared of strangers? I thought. Then we looked at each other, Oh, it's cause he thinks me, Evie, and Jay were here to beat him up. I took out my spell book  and that's when he ran for it.

Carlos POV:

I saw Mal take out her spell book and then I jumped from building to building then I jumped down into a market hoping that I would lose them

I decided to swipe some fruit, just a couple bananas and two apples. One was somehow pretty ripe and not that rotten.

I decided to climb up the fence and jump into my backyard. Once I landed I ran up the ladder to my tree house. But, of course, they followed me. I got out a sword I stole and ran into the house dodging their attempts  to capture me. Well, Mal and Jay's, Evie was putting on concealer.

I got into the house and ran into my mom's fur coat closet. And then I felt the worst pain I ever felt. 

And that's saying something considering this is the longest into a day I've gone without taking a punch.

It was one of my mom's bear traps, and it got into my leg. I couldn't help but scream in complete agony.

I saw a bright light, someone opened the door and they were trying to pull me out. They even managed to pry out the bear trap but not before it left some scars that were probably never gonna go away.

I saw Mal, Evie, and Jay's face once my eyes re-adjusted to the light.

"What are you doing?! My mom's gonna kill you for being in here, make me watch, torture me for a half-hour for running away, then make me go back to being her personal slave." Carlos hissed

Mal, Jay, and Evie stared at each other for about half a minute until Mal broke the silence.

"Uh, your welcome." Mal scoffed. "is that true or are you trying to get us to leave you alone so you can cry in your bed all by yourself?" she asked with a smirk on her face.

Carlos looked away with a face that told her that it was much worse and his eyes begin to water. 

"Aw, you poor thing." Mal's expression softened, then without thinking she pulled him in for a hug.

He embraced her considering his mother never hugged him before. That was until she realized what she was doing and she immediately pulled away and they avoided each others gaze.

"Let's go!" Mal said

"But what about this kid," Jay said. "he was jumping like-"

"I said LET'S GO!!" Mal repeated but this time much more forcefully.

About five minutes after the crew left Carlos heard a scream.

"Carlos!" 

It was his mother.

"There's blood everywhere." Cruella said

"Mom, don't worry I'm fine." Carlos said

"You? Not you! There's blood all over my fur coats! My precious coats!" Cruella said. "You better clean them right now or I'm gonna make you sleep outside in the cold night if you don't get my babies clean. For every night one of them's not clean, you sleep outside"

"But, Mom." Carlos said. "I can't get blood out in 4 hours."

"I suggest you start now" she said punching him in the gut, making him cough up blood onto the coat she was wearing. 

"Ah! My favorite coat! You sick little bastard!" She started beating him with a spoon that was about a foot and a half long.

When she was done, Carlos got to work but he couldn't stop thinking about the hug he received from Mal. Of all people, why would she, hug me?  

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