Il libro di Jaylos

De Vil, Not Evil - Chapter 5: Sunrise (Final Chapter)

Losing a child is the worst thing that could ever happen to a parent. A piece of your soul is gone. Cruella felt as if she lost her son when he left for Auradon Prep. She knew he left only to get away from her. She wasn't a good mother to him. She used him. She hurt him, and took things away and she was a terrible mother. It is one thing to be evil to everyone, it is another thing to be evil towards your own child.

When guards were sent to her home, with the Evil Queen and Jafar, she expected to be in trouble for yet another crime, which one she did not know. But when she learned the condition of her son, her only child, the one who near hated her, she broke. Her Carlos was hurt, damaged by someone who was supposed to be good, healing only by magic. Something her family had not associated with ever.

The first time she dealt with magic was when she teamed up with the other three villains, and they didn't even have the power to use it. When Maleficent gained her powers back, even for a brief time, it scared her. But now, the thing she feared was the only thing keeping her baby alive.

And it was her fault. He was targeted because of who his mother is. What his mother has done. She was to blame for every time he suffered in his entire life. She felt no regret when she treated him horribly. She didn't even feel guilt until Maleficent gone. When all hope for escape was lost. Only then did she even think about her own child, the one being in the world who didn't give up on her no matter how cruel she was.

And he was hurt.

For the first time in a long time, Cruella De Vil was getting off the island. And to be honest, she would prefer to never get off the island if this was the only reason why she could.

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At Auradon Prep, the people were talking. Everyone saw guards escort Cruella De Vil into the school last night. It was soon after that people figured out Jay and Evie were missing. Mal refused to cooperate, but everyone understood that she knew. She still wouldn't leave Carlos. Not even when Cruella showed up. She wouldn't let them be alone.

~:-:~

"Mal, sweetie," The Fairy Godmother said softly, "I feel apprehensive as well but she's his mother. She has a right to see her son when he's injured."

"Fairy Godmother, you don't know her. She's just like the rest of the parents on the Isle of the Lost. She is here for a reason, and it isn't Carlos. She's put him in a situation just like this. Almost every scar on his body and in his mind was given to him by her. She is evil. She chose to be evil and she chose to hurt Carlos. My mom may have been evil too, but she never did anything close to what Cruella did to Carlos." Mal started breathing hard , tears forming in her eyes as her mind started flashing back to the horror of the island. "We did everything we could to protect Carlos from her but he kept going back because he believed it was all his fault. He has so much more here, he is slowly realizing that he can do more than she ever let him believe."

Mal had to stop, her mind putting her in the island and forcing her to momentarily forget reality. Until she felt warm, careful, safe arms surrounding her. She was brought back to reality, her breath slowly going back to normal. She wasn't on the island, she was in Fairy Godmother's office. No one hugs on the island. She was safe. She was okay, she was with Fairy Godmother. And Fairy Godmother was talking to her.

"-can you hear me? Mal? Just breathe, you're okay, you're safe just breathe. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. You're okay, just breathe." She said softly.

"I'm sorry." Mal whispered.

"Don't be, it's okay, Mal. Whatever you need. Now let's get you over to a chair, let's get you a tissue."

After Mal was settled into a chair and had the opportunity to wipe her eyes, she looked over at Fairy Godmother, who was sat on the chair next to her, not the one behind the desk. Fairy Godmother held her hand, and quietly said,