part 7

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"What is going on?!"

Oh no...

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Y/n's pov:

Camilo and I heard an angry Abuela downstairs.

We ran over to see what was going on.

Isabela and Mirabel stopped laughing, as they laid down on a pile of flowers.

They quickly stood up.

"Abuela! It's ok... everything's ok! We're gonna save the miracle. The magic.."

"What are you talking about?! Look at our home! Look at your sister!"

"Please just... Isabela wasn't happy-"

"Of course she isn't happy. You ruined her proposal!"

"No, no, no... she needed me to ruin her proposal-, and then we did all this-" Mirabel pointed to all the colorful flowers and vines that surrounded the house before she continued. "And the candle burned brighter and the cracks-"

"Mirabel."

"That's why I'm in the vision! I'm saving the miracle!"

"You have to stop Mirabel!"

Abuela's suddenly raised her voice, causing me to wince a little bit. Camilo took notice of this. We both grew anxious as we watched Abuela yell at Mirabel, and the cracks around them only grew.

She was only trying to help..

"...I don't know why you weren't given a gift, but it is not an excuse for you to hurt this family!"

Ouch..

Camilo's pov:

I hated every moment of watching Mirabel get yelled at. I noticed y/n wince as Abuela's yelling only got louder. I reached for her hand, holding it the same way she held mine before.

The cracks only grew as Mirabel absorbed Abuela's words.

"I will never be good enough for you.. will I? No matter how hard I try.." Mirabel paused and her eyes fill with tears. "..no matter how hard any of us tries. Luisa will never be strong enough. Isabela wont be perfect enough. Bruno left our family because you only saw the worst in him!"

"Bruno didn't care about this family-"

"He loves this family. I love this family. We all love this family, you're the one who doesn't care! You're the one breaking our home!"

"Dont you ever-"

"The miracle is dying, because of you!"

Abuela gasped softly as silence filled the air. Y/n gripped my hand tightly as she watched in horror.

A large crack formed between Abuela and Mirabel. I heard my mom gasp, "no, no, no!" My eyes followed the cracking, which lead to the candle.

"The candle!"

I saw Mirabel go running towards it, "Casita, get me up there!"

I let go of Y/n's hand and went running towards the candle as well.

Y/n's pov:

"Camilo, are you crazy?!" I yelled after the boy who began running towards the candle.

"Maybe a little!"

He used his shapeshifting ability to help himself avoid falling debris. Just as he jumped, his powers seemed to have faded away. I gasped as he fell. Omg..

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