I Wish For A Miracle (Camilo Madrigal X Reader)

Chapter 1

Previously on Prologue

Sometimes I'd sit on the house roof, looking out at the night sky. I would do that for hours, just staring at the bright starry night sky. With only one wish in my mind...

I Wish For A Miracle

-Bittersweet Goodbye-

Y/N P.O.V

Living in C/N is never easy. Especially being the only one who's different than the rest. That's the life I've got to grow up in for the past 15 years.

Why am I different? Well, it's because I'm born with strange power. I can turn drawings into reality. As cool as that might sounds to most people. But it's not all that cool for me, because the power comes with a terrifying truth.

Something happened to my family when I was 6 years old. It makes everyone in the town hates me for it. But I can't control it. It sort of just happened, but no matter how much I tried to tell them... they just wouldn't listen.

I'm walking around the country. I keep my head down as I hear everyone muttering words about me. Even though they're only muttering it was quite clear for me to hear.

"Look there... if it isn't the witch"
"I don't get why she even bothered staying here"
"I know right! She is nothing but bad omens"
"I wish she would just leave already!"

I keep my head down as tears begin to stream down my cheeks. I turn around and run away, not wanting to hear another word coming from their cruel lips. 

I run straight to my house. I close the door behind me and slide down. I hug my knees close to my chest as I start to sob harder. I never asked to be born this way.

I've lived alone ever since my dad's death. My mom left me. She blamed me for what happened to dad. She claimed that I'm the reason this family is falling apart. Me and my stupid curse.

I lay on the ground, curling myself up into a fetal position while still hugging myself. I keep crying to myself. I feel so lonely. No one wants to be around me because they're scared of me.

My body soon feel exhausted from all the crying. I just lay there, letting the tiredness sinks in. I close my eyes and let myself drift off to sleep.

***

I woke up still in the same position. My back hurts from sleeping in a hard surface for such a long time. I move to sit up, leaning my back against the door once again.

I let out a sigh and move to stand up. I climb to the roof of the house and sit there. The night sky tonight is beautiful. I take out my sketchbook. There is no one around at night, so I can draw peacefully. I let my pencil sketch along the surface of the page. I start to go with colors, drawing various curves here and there.

After a while, I'm finally done. I run my hand across the surface and a soft f/c appear. I look up at the sky as my drawing turns to reality.

I smile as I watch the colorful curve seem to move around in perfect synchronization. As if it's dancing. It's beautiful... all the colors with the dark sky and the stars. It's breathtaking.

The smile on my face soon gets replaced by a deep frown. I think about what happened back then... and how it turned everything around. Now everyone in this town hates me.

Sure, my power can be beautiful. But being different, will always be given side glances. Everyone's afraid of what I'm capable of. They all wished that I don't exist. Would it be better if I'm not around? Would it be better if I leave this place? Would they be happy if I'm not here?

I shake my head and let out another sigh. I pack my stuff and climb inside the house. I make my way to my bed and lay down. I don't want to be here any longer. If not being here is what they want from me, I'll grant it. I'll leave this place. Maybe then everyone would be in peace.

Time-skip

I have decided that it'll be best if I leave this place. So here I am, packing all of my belongings. I hope that I'll find a place where people like could belong.

I stop what I'm doing as my eyes landed on a box. I take it and sit down on my bed. It's my drawing kit.

This kit was a gift from my dad when I turned 7. I feel tears begin to stream down my eyes as I think about my dad.

"Dad. I'm so sorry..." I said. I hug the box close to my chest as I start to cry harder. Dad was the only one who truly accepted me for who I am. But because of my stupid curse... I lost him.

I shake my head and pack it inside my sling bag. I made this sling bag myself. It was made from wools. I weave it into this.

I sling my bag over my shoulder. I walk towards the door and turn to look at my house one last time. I smile sadly, because this will be the last time I'll see this place. Memories of my dad... of the times we spent together.

I'll miss this place so much. I wipe a lone tear that manage to escape my right eye. I take a deep breath. I turn around and walk away from my house. I keep walking, without looking back. Not even once. I know if I even as much as glance... I won't be able to leave.

I walk up the hill. Not being able to hold myself back any longer. I stop walking and turn around to look at the village one last time. I smile sadly as I stare at the place I grew up in.

After a lot of struggles, I finally have the courage to  turn around. Everyone would be better without me. I had to do this. I have to leave.

Goodbye C/N

*to be continued*