Evie's Sister

Chapter 3: Sisters Reunite

Evangeline's P.O.V.

The artwork Mal and I were creating looked amazing.

I guess since I probably was never going to be able to go to Auradon.

Well, at least I have Mal, Harry, and Gil. It still feels incomplete without Evie.

Well, at least I'll never forget her.

"Evangeline." she said.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Do you mind going to see if there's any posters of the cotillion and ripping them down? I don't want to be reminded of Auradon and Ben." she explained.

"Sure. I kind of wanted to take them down to because everyone was degrading you." I told her as I gave her a side hug before going downstairs and ending up in the little alley.

I began to walk around, finding cotillion posters and ripping each one of them off.

Every one of them had an 'X' on Mal and had 'good girl' on them.

"She didn't have a choice, people." I muttered to myself as I continued what I was doing.

I then heard laughing come from behind me. I turned around and saw a member of Uma's crew there.

"You're defending that traitor?"

I growled as I grabbed her by the collar and pinned her against the wall.

"Don't you dare call her that. She didn't have a choice. Now, shut up or I will make sure you do and it won't be pretty." I told her with venom in my voice and a deathly glare.

I let her go and she scoured away.

I groaned as I began to continue to dispose of the posters.

(Evangeline): All my friends are heathens, take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse
All my friends are heathens, take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse

Welcome to the room of people
Who have rooms of people that they loved one day
Docked away
Just because we check the guns at the door
Doesn't mean our brains will change from hand grenades
You're lovin' on the psychopath sitting next to you
You're lovin' on the murderer sitting next to you
You'll think, how'd I get here, sitting next to you?
But after all I've said, please don't forget

All my friends are heathens, take it slow
Wait for them to ask you who you know
Please don't make any sudden moves
You don't know the half of the abuse

We don't deal with outsiders very well
They say newcomers have a certain smell
Yeah, I trust issues, not to mention
They say they can smell your intentions
You're lovin' on the freakshow sitting next to you
You'll have some weird people sitting next to you
You'll think "how did I get here, sitting next to you?"
But after all I've said, please don't forget
(Watch it, watch it)