>>> 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ♥︎

part 4

"Wonderful!" Dolores said, as we reached the kitchen.

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Y/n's pov:

Two women turned to look at me as we entered.

"Y/n, this is my mom, Pepa, and this is my tia, Julieta. Mom, tia, this is Y/n."

I waved at them shyly.

"Mom, can help you with making the food?" Dolores asked, walking over to her mom. Her mom handed her a wooden spoon and Dolores started mixing something that was in a big pot.

"Sure, we could use the extra help.." Dolores smiled.

"Um, anything I can help with?" I asked, wanting to be helpful in some way.

Julieta smiled at me. "Come." She lead me to a table with a big bowl and ingredients. While Dolores helped Pepa, I helped Julieta.

"Ok, it's done." I heard Pepa say, tasting whatever Dolores had been mixing.

"What is it?" I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.

"Carne for empanadas." Dolores said in a soft voice. "I should call Camilo to come taste test it-, CAMILOO!" Dolores called for her little brother. I felt a soft pink tint appear on my face, remembering the boy I had met earlier.

I focused on what I was doing(cutting ham and cheese), but when I heard his voice I couldn't help but look up.

"What do you want-?" He entered the kitchen and looked around, he stopped when he saw me, his mouth slightly hanging open. I smiled at him before looking down at what I was doing again.

3rd person pov:

Dolores held a grinned as she called her brother over to taste test the delicious smelling meat. "Here. Taste this, I know empanadas de carne are your favorite."

The boy hummed as he tasted the sweet meat. "It's good." Dolores and Pepa smiled.

Camilo remembered the girl that was also present in the Kitchen. "Is there anything I can do to help?" He asked.

Pepa looked at him strangely. "You? Help in the kitchen? Who are you and what have you done with my son?" She said jokingly.

Camilo's pov:

This is a perfect chance to try and talk to her. I swallowed my nerves and walked over to where Julieta was making empanadas de jamón y queso. "I'll help tia Julieta." Julieta smiled and handed me some dough and a knife. I sat next to Y/n and began filling the empanadas, occasionally slicing an olive in half. Julieta got up and went to help her sister. I kept glancing over at the girl sitting next to me, too scared to say anything but hoping she would talk to me.

"Do you guys make empanadas often?" She asked me, I let out a breath of relief. She broke the awkward silence.

"Sometimes..."

"I always help my mom make empanadas at home." She said.

"Fun." Oh come on Camilo! Say something else, you sound uninterested asf. Omg your such an idiot...

"Camilo, come over here for a second." I heard Dolores say, calling me over to her. She grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the kitchen.

"Are you stupid???!" She asked me.

"What do you mean-"

"Start conversation with her! Ask her how her day was, tell her she has pretty eyes, literally anything! It is so painful to watch you both sit there in awkward silence." She rolled her eyes and walking back into the kitchen. She's right.

I walked back and sat back down. My mind was racing, thinking of something to say. Lost in my thoughts, I made a wrong move with the knife I was using.

Fuck.

Blood started streaming out of my finger.

Y/n's pov:

Camilo had cut his finger. Really deep. "Oh- jeez Camilo." I said, as I quickly grabbed a napkin. I grabbed his hand. I immediately started putting pressure on the wound.

"Oh hijo, what did you do this time." Pepa said, looking at her son.

"I cut my finger mama. It's fine, tia can just heal it."

Julieta nodded and went to grab an arepa con queso.

I kept pressing hard on the wound. I looked up at Camilo to meet his eyes. He was staring at me.

"You cut pretty deep." I said in a soft voice.

He chuckled.

"Yea... my bad. I'm normally not this clumsy in the kitchen. I'm actually really good at cooking and stuff..." he said with a smile.

"Oh?"

"Yea. I'm actually really such good husband material." He said, smirking. I laughed and his smile grew.

"But... you know what'll make it feel better?" He said, hesitating with his words.

"What?" I asked.

"A kis-"

Julieta came back and cut him off. "Eat." She said, as she handed Camilo a fresh arepa con queso. He ate it quickly, and I slowly lifted up the napkin i had been holding on his wound. Woah. To no surprise, his finger was as good as new.

"We better hurry up. The Guzmans will be arriving soon." Pepa said, getting back to work. We all did the same.

Hm. I hope Mirabel is ok.

Dolores hasn't said anything, so she must be ok. But my worries got the best of me. I quickly finished what I was doing and excused myself.

I was walking up the stairs when Luisa ran past me on the verge of tears. That's when I looked up and saw Abuela talking to Mirabel.

"What is in your hair?-"

"MY GIFT! IM LOSING MY GIFT!"

What?

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A/n: sorry for any spelling or grammar errors😮‍💨