rosemary | i. madrigal

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I WOKE UP WITH A POUNDING HEADACHE.

must've been the lack of sleep, i thought.

i exited my room, only to be greeted by my sister holding a chancla.

as if my headache disappeared in an instant, i was more focused on avoiding her attacks.

she chased me around the house until our legs gave out.

"where were you last night?!" she raises her hand again, chancla in her hand still.

i covered my head with my arms before i answered "nowhere."

she only repeated the question, more menacing this time.

"i just fell asleep outside, ok?" i lied. i did promise her that i wouldn't snitch.

"now, calm down, you're acting like mamá." i said, slowly putting my arms down.

she seems to calm down. no, too calm.

it was as if it was...melancholic?

she sighed, finally dropping the slipper.

"let's not talk about her, okay? she's not here anymore. she's probably off somewhere trying to find the perfect children she couldn't find in us." she walked away, head lowered. her words were soft yet sharp, a mix of strong emotions.

i placed my hand on her back, hoping that my actions would be enough to console her.

sudden realizations made its way to my mind.

oh. i see. that's why she was so intriguing.

she was someone i could never be. she was my opposite. she's too selfless whereas i can't even try to be perfect just to keep my family together.

isabela madrigal is unreachable, strong, and selfless and i am just me.

"hey, mind if you do a favor for me?" my sister looks up at me.

"yeah."

seeing her glare, i quickly changed my answer.

"i meant, no." i faked a smile, trying to cheer her up.

"pfft...you look weird. anyways, bring this to señora julieta. she can't pick up the delivery today. señor agustin and mirabel can't either. it's for the guzman's wedding proposal to the madrigals later. don't be late, by the way." she picks up a basket full of poultry goods and herbs, handing it to me.

"who's getting married?" i asked, feeling genuine curiosity.

"oh, isabela and mariano. i mean, finally. it's about time he stops singing love songs outside our house."

so, she's really marrying that guy, huh?

finally heading out, i noticed it was already afternoon.

i slept that much? no wonder sis was mad.

the proposal happening today filled up my mind once i started walking.

the isabela under the moonlight, with a condescending smirk, and genuine actions wouldn't want that.

is it dumb that i think fixing her relationship with a certain someone would help bring out the real her?

maybe.

it's worth a shot, anyway.

once i knocked on the door, i was greeted by a familiar woman wearing a blue attire.

"señora julieta, is maribel inside?"

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hey !

so, i decided to kinda base their dynamic/relationship(??) off of yumihisu's. just letting y'all know just bcs.

anyways, i'm kinda flopping so pls assure me that u guys are still here. 😔

btw, i'm promoting my camilo fanfic here again bcs it's also flopping.

just like i promised, i'll probably update again. i'm kinda running out of ideas tho. maybe i'll make them kiss while y/n is in a piss covered suit or smth idk /j

to end this note, i would like to thank all of u again for reading this story ! have a great day everyone <333