𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵 𝓨𝓸𝓾 (Camilo x Reader)

Prolouge

Three Months Ago

"(Yn)..."

"(Yn), wake up!"

I jolt awake to my mother frantically shaking me."Mom...? What's going on?" I mumble, still rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

"There's no time. We have to go."My mother sets the candle holder on my bedside table and pulls out a large bag from my wardrobe. "Pack as much as you can fit in here."

"Why are we leaving?! Where will we go?" I frantically ask.

Mom walks over to me and puts her hands on my shoulders. "It isn't safe here anymore. We have to go. A close family friend has told us of a new, safer town we can move to. We don't have time, come on!"

I begin grabbing clothes and shoving them into my bag, along with an extra pair of shoes, and the photograph of my family I kept on my bedside table. I look at the smiling faces in the picture. Wherever we were going, I wanted to at least keep a little bit of my past home with me.

I throw my bag over my shoulder and walk into the kitchen where my mom and dad were packing the last of the essentials. We headed to the door and took one last look around the only home I had ever known.

I would never see it again.