Primrose ~ Camilo Madrigal x Reader

Part 27

"Look, I've been through a lot at this point Dolores, hit me with your worst" I told her, sitting down on the floor in front of her, Camilo and her following suit. "From what I heard, and I do believe this surprisingly, you, your family, Maria and hers, you all came from a different town, and something happened there to make everyone leave. From what she's been saying, it's likely your family's fault that everyone had to leave, hence why she says that you're a bad luck charm" she said in a whisper.

"I'm not from Encanto?" I asked slowly, spending a few moments on each word to proces what she had said. "It seems so, and the only reason I believe it is because she talks about it while she thinks that I can't hear her, in the middle of town when everyone is being loud for example, but my hearing is better than you think, and I heard every word" she said, looking me in the eyes as if asking for forgiveness. I didn't realise I hadn't been paying attention to what was going on around me until I felt Camilo holding onto my hand tightly.

"Are you going to be ok?" he asked gently, a soft look in his eyes. "I think so. That would explain a lot, but it doesn't explain why I'm specifically the bad luck charm. If I don't remember it myself then it must have happened a long time ago, and if it happened a long time ago why would I be at fault?" I questioned, looking at Dolores in hope that she had an answer. "I'm not sure. If I knew more I would tell you more, but that's all I know" she confessed, looking at me with a defeated look. "It's alright Dolores, thank you for telling me" I told her as I stood up, quickly followed by Camilo.

The two of us went out of Dolores' room to leave her in peace, and to get ready for what I expected was a date with Mariano. As we closed her door Camilo lightly pulled me to his room, opening the door and pushing me in. Surprisingly, the walls were covered in purple, and I could only guess that he was scared. Then, pink was scattered on the walls in swirls that mixed into purple. I looked over to him and saw how his face was also flushed a slight pink. "I hate my room sometimes" he muttered under his breath but loud enough for me to hear.

"What's making you scared?" I asked softly, walking towards his bed and sitting down. "I'm not scared per se, but more worried about you. You've found out a lot about yourself all in one day, it must be hard" he said, following my lead and laying down on his back on the bed. "I guess, but I'll be ok. I'd rather know the full hard truth than to live my life as I lie" I told him, earning a small smile onto his face.

"That does make sense. Do you think you'll be able to get your parents to talk about it? If you can't, maybe we can get my family to talk to them and find out what's going on'' he said, but I shook my head at him, then a confused look made its way onto his face.

"I want to be the first to know. And I'm their child, they should be telling me things like this. I shouldn't have to rely on your family for things I should know myself" I confessed, and his confused look shifted into one of understanding. "I guess so. Do you want me to be outside at least so that you have someone to talk to when it's all over?" He asked, and I nodded in response, falling back onto the bed and laying into his side.

"I'd like that Camilo. But let's just stay here for now".