"Crush" (Camilo Madrigal x Reader)

~Goodbye's~

*Y/N'S POV*

As I walked inside I crept along the floor boards. Hoping not to wake anybody up. I made it to my room and sighed with relief before I saw my mama, sitting on my bed, she looked over at me and raised an eyebrow. I tensed a bit before walking to my dresser and putting down the flower Camilo had left then sitting on my bed beside her. We were quite for a few moments.

"Alma came by and told me about what she told you today" she tucked a hair behind my ear and I turned away.

"Why didn't you tell me mama?" I tucked my knees up and wrapped my arms around them, looking towards her. She sighed and turned to her side to face me as well.

"I didn't want to worry you mija/o and I thought maybe Bruno's vision could be changed..." she balled up a piece of her skirt in her hands as a way to release her stress and anguish about the situation. 

"...I did nothing but put you in more danger, if you hadn't been able to control your gift so well I don't know what would have happened," she cupped my face in her hands and stroked my cheek with her thumb, tears brimming her eyes.

"You realize I need to find the other village right, mama?" I looked into her eyes to see her reaction but her face was unreadable.

"I know, mi vida, I know," she looked down and wrapped her hands together tightly before looking back up with tears falling down her face.

"That's why you'll need this," she pulled out a map from behind her and held it out to me. It seemed like I wouldn't need to go to the biblioteca

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Mama told me to get a good rest as i'll have to pack and say my goodbye's the next day before leaving so she left me alone in my room. 

After changing into my pajamas I walked over to my dresser and picked up the jewelry box from the vision, the one my father had given me. I examined it and opened it. It was beautifully carved and had a small dancer in the center of the necklaces bracelets and rings in the box. I twisted the small handle on the side and listened to the sweet melody it played for me. 

The music that i had played many times before didn't comfort me the same way it did before. Now it tugged on my heartstrings knowing my father had given this to me and yet, I can't even remember what he looks like. 

My hands shook in front of me and small bubbles started coming out of the tips of my fingers. The bubbles were the same as the ones from the casita but many were different colors and I looked at them at first with terror but then, a calming sensation filled me as I watched them float around my room. 

Some of the bubbles were different shades of red and some were shades of blues. They were all so beautiful and I let out a small laugh as I looked around at them. 

I felt myself feel happier and they all started turning yellows and greens. I looked around at them and poked one, wondering if it would pop. Sure enough it popped, sparkles of light yellow floating in the air before disappearing.

The music stopped and I sighed, content. I didn't know how I had created those bubbles and why they were different colors but I knew I would find out when I made it to the other village. I walked back over to my bed and laid down, tucking myself in and falling asleep.

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When I woke up in the morning all the bubbles had dissipated and the morning sun was shining through my curtains. I stretched and yawned before I heard footsteps enter my room.