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Prince Jarvis

Well here we are again. Since you guys really want to know what happened to the others. Here's the story of Prince Jarvis and Princess Anastasia. ;) Well I aim to please, so I hope you enjoy. :*

Thanks to @lovesick_pessimist for the lovely cover! xD

*Don't forget to listen to "Broken" by Harry Styles. Omg, it's so good!

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Chapter 1

Prince Jarvis' POV

 "Why are you still smiling? Didn't I tell you that you shouldn't talk to your brother anymore?!" My mother shouted as she glared at me. 

I began to laugh because she was like a witch.

"You're a witch! Hahahaha!! You're a witch!"

"Ethan, look at him, he's mental." My mother gritted her teeth as she pointed at me and I kept laughing.

My father growled and stood up. He stood before me, his eyes bloodshot red, and his hair disheveled. I waited for it, waited for the blow.

I fell down on the floor after he hit me on the cheek. It was extra painful but I laughed even harder. I felt strong arms lifting me up and was thrown on the wall. I screamed and spat out blood on my hand. 

"And you're a monster! Hahaha!" I pointed at my father who curled his fists, ready to beat me up again.

I put the blood near my mouth and licked it. I didn't want to die from blood loss.

"Your majesty, I think that's enough," Carter said and held me up. He was always helping me and I don't even know why. I burnt his things and shaved his head but he still always helped me.

"Get him out of my fucking sight!!!" My father roared and I was ushered out of the room.

"Jarvis, you have got to stop laughing," Carter chided. "Do you ever cry?"

I laughed at his remark. Nobody knows why I laugh. I laugh the pain away. I laugh because it's so damn painful. I laugh because I don't know how to cry anymore. I cried too much that my tears had run out.

Carlos gently put me down on the bed and turned to leave. "Why do you do this Carter? Hahaha! Why do you help me?"

"If I don't, who will?" He got a cloth and began to take my clothes off to wipe my body.

"Myself," I said in a duh tone.

"Your father is a very dangerous man, you can't take him alone," he replied as he wiped the blood off my hand.

I smiled at him. "You're a good man. You deserve to be in heaven."

He put a shirt over my head and put silk pajamas on me. "And you don't deserve this, my prince." He kissed my forehead and left.

I laughed again because everything had been so funny. The door slowly opened and inside came my little brother.

"Jarvis, why are you laughing again?"

"Because it's fun."

"What's fun? I want to have fun too."

"Then come here," I ushered him to come and he did excitedly, holding on his teddy bear.

"You see this." I showed him a picture of mom and dad. "This is dad and he is a monster. And mom is a witch. I learnt that today. Isn't it funny?"

Joseph giggled. "Yes."

"Joseph! Joseph! Where are you?!" My mother's voice rang in the air.

"I'm here mother. I'll be out!" He quickly ran to the door, dragging the teddy on the floor.