Camilo Madrigal Angst and Headcannons (because why not)

Love Shifts (1/1)

TWs:

•Manipulation

•Abuse

 •Bodyshaming

*~Camilo's POV~*

I sat on my king-sized bed beside mi amor, who was on his phone.

 "Mateo?" I squeaked.

 "What. I'm busy." He replied harshly.

 " Um.. c-can we please do something? " I hesitated, knowing he could get really angry sometimes.

 "I said I'm busy."

 "I-I know but.. I was wondering if we could maybe go on a picnic or s-something? See, we haven't really-" I began to disagree but I was cut off with a sudden..

*SLAP*

I rubbed my cheek and shed a tear as he yelled at me:

 "YOU KNOW I HATE PICNICS!! GOD, do you ever listen?! No wonder everyone hates you. You're so annoying." Even though this was normal, it still hurt when he said that. But it was true, really. Everyone, even mi familia finds me and my gift annoying. I can see it on their faces.

 " Camilo. I'm sorry I had to shout. You know I love you, right? "He asked, innocently. I smiled, "Yes, I know." He put his hand on mine and continued to scroll on his phone. I looked over his shoulder and saw him liking people's posts. People from our school. The ones that would swoon over him and absolutely despise me. I was glad I had him, though. He kept me safe there. And every time he would lose his temper, he would always apologise, so it was fine and I forgave him! It's the right thing to do... right?

*~Dollores POV~*

I don't see Camilo as much anymore. He's usually with his boyfriend. They're always in his room so I can never hear what they're doing. His boyfriend seems nice, I guess. Camilo is probably making him laugh or something. Oh well, I'll see him at dinner in a few minutes.

*~Camilo's POV~*

 "Alright. Get up." Mateo strictly ordered me up and I listened right away

 " Shapeshift. Now. " He ordered me again. As I was about to shapeshift into myself without the bruise on my cheek, a question popped up in my head:

 "Mateo, why do I have to shapeshift every time you leave?" I asked, curious for the truth.

 " Are you disobeying me? " He grumbled, fiercely.

 "N-No I was just asking- I swear!" My room was filled with another,

 *SLAP*

and I was on the floor, holding my cheek and crying from the pain.

 "Get up, now." He demanded. I slowly got up and almost fell over again. Mateo then held me in a hug and I flinched at the sudden contact.

 "I love you." He said.

 "I-I love you too.." I replied, shapeshifting to hide my bruises. Even though I hid it, because it's my original form, I could still feel the stinging sensation on my left cheek. It hurt, but it was fine.

Mateo left my room and said goodbye to mi familia and exited the casita. I felt sad that he left, but dinner was soon so I put on my best smile and went downstairs. I wondered how my parent's relationship was, and if it was like this. It probably was, though I haven't ever seen Mamá with a bruise like mine before.