"Mi vida, wake up, we're home." Camilo's soft voice gently shakes me into consciousness. I open my eyes and see the familiar site of the village ahead of us, and just past it, Casita. The sun is slowly crawling it's way up above the horizon, casting a rosy hue across the sky. Inhaling the familiar scent of the native flowers that deck the bushes all around us, I feel relieved to be home. We make our way up the quiet streets, towards the house, the only noise is the clack of the donkey's hooves against the tiled road. As we reach the paddocks on the outskirts of the village, Isabella slips off her donkey, and Camilo follows. He reaches up a hand for me and I take it, swinging my legs around and hoping down onto the ground. "I will tell Abuela what happened," Isa sighs, looking exhausted. Neither Camilo or I object. My legs ache from sitting on the donkey for so long, and my eyelids still feel heavy. Camilo sways slightly on the spot, his eyes unfocused and drowsy. I help Isa unload the 2 small bags with the remainder of our food and water. "Let's get inside," Isa says, and we follow her up to the house.
"Oh Dios mío!" Pepa exclaims as we push open the front door. "Julieta, Felix, Augustine, they're back!" She calls out, before running up to Camilo and kissing every inch of his face. Next moment Julieta, Augustine and Felix run out of the kitchen, their faces marked with worry and fear. "Aye, Isabella, you're ok!" Julieta says, hugging her eldest daughter. Augustine joins her and Felix gives Camilo a tight bear hug, causing him to be lifted off the ground for a moment. Pepa wraps me in a loving hug, and whispers into my ear, "thank you for keeping Camilo safe." I don't know how to respond. Her gratitude brings back the memory of what happened yesterday, how her son nearly died in my arms. I fight back the tears welling in my eyes, and manage a small smile as she releases me. "What happened? Did you stop Gracie? Where is she? Her parents are so worried..." Julieta asks us. Camilo turns to, an uncertain look on his face. "I need to speak to Abuela," Isa says, giving her parents a pointed stare. "Let Camilo and Y/n rest, it was a long journey."
Isa begins to walk up the stairs towards Abuelas room, followed by her parents, tia and tios. Camilo takes my hand, giving it a knowing squeeze. "There is nothing you could have done, amor," He whispers as we walk slowly up the stairs behind the adults. "The point is that we stopped her, and we're all ok." His voice seems miles away, a distant echo. My mind is flashing with images of the chaos that took place less than 24 hours ago. I barely register that we've reached my door, the glowing outline of me unfocused and almost indiscernible against the light stained wood. I open the door, and can hear the rush of the waterfall echoing softly around the circular room. Camilo turns to leave but I tighten my grip on his hand. "Quedas...(stay)" I say, looking into his large hazel eyes. He nods, and follows me inside.
Slipping off my shoes, I step tentatively across the stepping stones. When I reach the staircase I hesitate. Looking down I can see my reflection in the still mirror that is the surface of the dark water. I dip my foot into the shallow pool, feeling the cool water lap against my skin. Without a word I step onto the first smooth step. The sound of Camilo's footsteps tell me he's following me up. When we reach the cloud, I crawl to the centre of the round bed and sit crossed legged, and release a long exhale.
Camilo sits down next to me, and his gentle hands untie my hair from the tight knot I put it in this morning. I don't have any words to say, I'm just trying to rid my mind of the memories that were resurfaced by the family's questions about our trip. My gaze remains unfocused as Camilo wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "I know, amor, I know," he whispers. The memories are painful for both of us, and they'll stay with us forever, in the back of our minds. Camilo lies down, allowing me to rest my head on his arm. Neither of us utters another word as we stare up at the cloudy night sky above us. With one final sigh, Camilo kisses my forehead, and I close my eyes, trying to focus on the feeling of his presence rather than the events of the last 2 days.
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Mi Corazón Book 3(Camilo Madrigal and y/n story)
FanficOK YALL THIS IS BOOK 3. Wow ok third book, let's go. Go read the first two or you won't understand this one :) We continue from where book 2 left off, and in this book Camilo and Y/n have a change in scenery, and embark on an adventure to a town cal...
