☆ Chapter 7 - Taking Control | Camilo ☆

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Y/n and Camilo walked away from abuela and Romeo in silence still frustrated.

Camilo: "I don't want you near Romeo, he seems like bad news y/n."

Y/n: "Yeah, he's my ex from my old town, I dont even know how he found me!"

I have her a warm expression but I felt worried for y/n.

Y/n: "It doesn't matter, he's a jerk anyway."

Camilo: "I just want to make sure you stay safe ok? I don-"

Y/n: "Then why did you just stand there and watch..."

We stopped in our tracks, her back turned towards me as she spoke.

What? Why did y/n sound mad at me?

Camilo: Y/n I'm sorry I-"

Y/n: "You didn't even say anything, you just watched as I defended myself from being caught in Abuelas threads."

Her words trembled as she held back tears. The lump in my throat was unbearable.

Camilo: "Hermosa, I couldn't-"

Y/n: "Couldn't do anything? You should have at least said something!"

My heart sank at her words, the guilt was clawing its way into my head and my knees felt weak. My eyes lay widened when she turned to me with tears, fists closed tight.

It's not her fault, it's not her fault, it's not her fault... It's mine...

Y/n closed her eyes and looked away running through the streets. I couldn't move as her silhouette disappeared through a small crowd of people.

I turned away and sat down a nearby bench thinking about what had just happened.

Does she still love me? Did she even love me in the first place? What was Abela thinking, assigning partners left and right. How does y/n even know Romeo let alone date him, he looks like Dolores when she hasn't brushed her hair! Y/n has bad taste if she dated someone who looked like that. Does she think I am bad taste for her? Was it because I wrote about her? I must have looked like a total creep. Oh y/n, why can't we just kiss and get this over with. Not that she'd ever kiss me now...

?: "Camilo, what are you doing out here? It's late!"

I jumped at the familiar voice and turned towards its host.

Camilo: "Oh Mami, it's just you."

Pepa: "You should be inside, you missed dinner already."

Camilo: "Did I?"

I looked around, there was noone in sight and the air was cold the lights brightening up the blackened sky. I had only just noticed that my hands were slightly shivering.

I chuckle nervously as I rub my neck.

Pepa: "What is it, Camilo, why does my precious child look sad."

Camilo: *sigh* "Y/n hates me because I didn't say anything at an argument we had with Abuela."

Pepa: "She probably wasn't done with her yet, knowing my mother, so she finished it off with you without meaning to."

Mama looks at me lovingly like I wish y/n would look at me.

Camilo: "Yeah, your probably right. I should go check on her."

Pepa: "That's my boy."

I give her a hug before rushing off to
Y/ns house.

Pepa: "Be back before bed time!"

Camilo: "No promises!"

I ran over as fast as I could hoping to see y/ns face again before turning a corner to see Romeo pinning y/n against a wall. He grinned at me as his eyebrows curled downwards. The horror seeing y/ns face was too much to handle. I ran. Back to Casita, storming into my room as tears escaped rapidly. I couldn't believe my eyes, I won't believe it... A loud thump was heard as I sat on the middle of my bed, legs tucked into my arms and my hair hiding my face.

I didn't care if Dolores heard me, I didn't care that someone was knocking on my door. I didn't even care I was shifting uncontrollably...
Minutes passed and I finally calmed down, wiping away my tears.
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Dolores's pov:
All I could hear were crickets, and sobbing. My brain just wanted to explode and I wanted to rip my ears off.

WHY DO YOU MAKE ME SUFFER PEOPLE!!

I lay still on my bead staring at the roof when the I heard mutters and then a chant. I got up to listen through my door, at least two sets of footsteps. When they muffled after I heard a door close, I carefully made my way closer to the chanting. A red glow formed beneath the door and i could barely make out the words. "Oh, my head."

It clicked. It was Abuela!
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