Evil Hearts - A Listen To Your Heart Book

No More Secrets

"What do you mean a long story?" Jane asked.

"What do you mean a long story?"

Jane rolled her eyes. "I asked you first."

"So I may have played an itty bitty prank on Audrey and she twisted her ankle."

"That doesn't sound that bad."

"Except that she then went on to fracture it like 3 times after that. And now she can't cheer."

"What!" Jane exclaimed. "That's awful."

Carlos sighed. "I know. And it's my fault."

"I'm sure you didn't mean for this to happen. Have you considered apologizing?" Jane tried to comfort.

"What's the point? It's not gonna change anything."

"Yes it will. It'll change how you feel. I bet she'd appreciate it."

"Maybe you're right."

"I'm always right," Jane smirked.

"So how was your summer?" Carlos said, changing the subject. "I'm assuming you're better because you're back."

Jane forced a smile. "Yeah. I'm cured. I guess. It's just good to be back. The therapist I had to talk to made me uncomfortable."

Carlos frowned. "What do you mean uncomfortable?"

"Jane!" Fairy Godmother exclaimed walking briskly into the library. "There you are. We need to talk!"

Jane rolled her eyes again. "There's nothing to talk about." She stood up from her place.

Fairy Godmother reached her and grabbed her hands. "Jane please."

Jane yanked her hands back. "I said no." She walked around her mother and out of the library. Fairy Godmother swallowed her tears and tried to hide her hurt.

"I see she is still upset," she said quietly.

"What happened?" Carlos asked.

"I'd rather not talk about it," Fairy Godmother turned to leave.

"And my mother?"

Fairy Godmother stopped in her tracks. She knew this would be brought up if she didn't leave quickly.

"Um," she stalled. "Well, I guess you could say- she's really-." She really didn't want to tell Carlos the truth, it would crush him. But lying is what caused her problem with Jane.

"Well?"

She wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. She gently sat beside Carlos. "Carlos, sweetie, you need to be brave ok? Your mother has caught pneumonia in her weakened state. She under artful observation by the doctors, but things are not going very well."

Carlos's eyes watered. He looked down at the floor and fiddled with his hand. He swallows the limo in his throat. "Does that mean-."

"No it does not mean she'll die!" Fairy Godmother exclaimed. "And don't be thinking of that! We must stay positive. Wouldn't your mother have wanted that?"

Carlos frowned. "I don't really know. All I know is I'm scared."

"I know. But just know your not alone."

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For everything." Carlos slowly leaned against Fairy Godmother. She gently hugged him and comforted him. She knew this was hard for him. No matter what Cruella had done in her past, she was still his mother.
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Jay silently sat on a chair, watching Audrey sleep. At the doctor, Audrey had some X-rays and tests done. She was put in a cast and on crutches. She was also put on some heavy prescription pain medicine. The dose was so strong that it made Audrey loopy and pass out. Jay had to carry her back to her room.

And that's where he was now, waiting for Fairy Godmother. She had said she needed to make her rounds but she would come back.

He jumped at Audrey stirring, but she did not wake up. Under regular circumstances he'd be bored out of his mind waiting. But these were not normal circumstances. This was someone he cared about, no matter how much he tried not to. No matter what she had said or done, or hadn't said, he still cared for her.

He stared out the window. His mind was going a mile a minute . So much had happened in this past year. So much good, some bad. Crystal would be coming back. He didn't know how or even if he wanted to deal with that.

He glanced back at Audrey. She looked peaceful sleeping. Not at all like the spoiled princess everyone knew. She looked vulnerable. Jay chuckled. No mater how much Audrey cried or got upset, she never looked vulnerable. Not even the night-

He shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts. He was going back to pitying himself again. He wasn't going to let another girl break his heart. Not again.
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Jane marched quickly to the girl dorms. She went into her room and pulled a garment bag from the back of her closet. She walked back out and down the hall.

Jane stormed into Mal and Evie's room, startling the latter. "Jane? What are you doing?"

Jane threw the garment bar on the bed and took the dress out . She threw that in the bed as well. "Beautiful dress Evie. But hey, you never did tell me where you got that fabric."

Evie chuckled nervously. "Well you never asked."

"Well I'm asking now."

"What does it matter?" Evie said nervously. She avoided Jane's piercing glare. "It's just some fabric I got somewhere."

"And where exactly is this somewhere? A hidden room? Maybe from my mother's wedding dress?" Jane said coldly.

Evie snapped her head up. "How did you know?"

Jane laughed humorlessly. "I can't believe you. You knew about my mother hiding stuff from me and you didn't say anything."

"I'm so sorry Jane!" Evie apologized. "Your mother begged me not to tell you about the room and the circumstances in which I acquired the fabric."

"I should've known."

"Jane please understand. Your mother wanted to use what remained of her dress for something beautiful. She loves you so much."

"What do you mean what remained?" Jane asked.

Evie mentally slapped herself, realizing she had said too much.

"Evie..."

"I can't."

"Please no more secrets."

"Jane.."

Jane looked up at Evie, close to tears. "Evie I thought we were friends. Don't you think I deserve to know?"

Evie couldn't resist Jane's puppy dog eyes. "Jane I can't tell you. I promised your mother."

"And what about me? Why would my mother not want me to know? Why is she keeping so many secrets from me?"

"Jane please. Understand your mother did it because she thought she was protecting you," Evie pleaded.

Jane scoffed. She snatched her dress if the bed and made a beeline for the door. "And what were you trying to do? Protect me too? I'm not a little girl anymore. I don't need protecting."

"It's about your father!" Evie blurted out before she could stop herself.

"What?"