So You've Fallen for a Madrigal? (Camilo Madrigal x female reader)

28. In the Closet... (Not like that tho.)

Day 5
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"Dad? Dad! What are you doing? Stop. Don't get near me. WAIT, NO- STOP!"

You wake up. What time is it? You check the clock to see that it's 7:30 AM. It's not too early to get up...

You get out of bed, and get dressed. When you get to the kitchen, your mom is waiting for you.

"How did you sleep?"
"Eh, it wasn't too bad."
"Well that's good to hear."

She already has breakfast prepared, but you're not interested. You begin to leave, but she stops you.

"Where do you think you're going without your breakfast?"
"But I don't want to eat...."
"Are you kidding me? You didn't even eat last night!"

You make a pouting face, trying to get out if your situation. Your mom doesn't buy it.

"Come on, you need to eat."
You sigh.
"Ok."

After eating, you run out the door and to the Madrigal house. When you enter, nobody is visible from the front door except Dolores who is staring at the new door. She looks like she's trying to decide if she wants to open it or not. You encourage her to not.

"Hey, I would appreciate it if you didn't open that door." You begin to make your way to her.

She jumps, then turns to you.

"Oh- haha.... sorry...."
"It's ok. Now my question is," you say, meeting her in front of the door, "why do you want to go in there?"
"Well uhm...."
"Well-?"
"Well, I heard sounds coming from the room-"
"What  kind of sounds?" Your eyes widen.
"Uh..."
"C'mon, you can tell me."
"Well- I heard Camilo scream when he came in here. He did a bit of crying too."
"What?"
"Yeah."
"Hm... that's weird. I should probably check that out."

You crack the door open, slide through, and then close it. When you look around, you see that nothing has changed, except the closet is open. When you walk to the closet, you see the problem.

Of course, there's a dead body, complete with stab wounds and blood in a puddle on the floor. Oh no. Oh nonononononononoNO. Is that...? Tears start streaming down your face, but you don't sniffle. Dolores would hear.

Camilo saw this. He saw this, screamed, and cried. What...? What are you even looking at? You knew this was here, but you didn't think it would carry over to this room. This can't be happening. Wiping your tears, you close the closet, then run out the door, slamming it behind you.

"Dolores, where's Camilo?" you ask.
"He's in his room."
"Ok, thanks."

You run to his room, and then knock. When he doesn't answer the door, you knock harder.

"I know you're in there, so come on out."

Finally, he answers the door. His eyes are puffy, and his hair is a mess. When he sees you, he lets you in. He closes the door, then turns around, only to get a big hug.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that."