chapter 6

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A/n: Thank you for the 215 views! didn't think people would actually read this.

tw: mentions of blood, slight (maybe stereotypical) amnesia

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Everything is dark. I can hear shouting and things moving. 'Where am I? what's going on?' The only thing I can understand is my name being shouted, 'that voice...It's familiar....Camilo?"

Camilo's POV

Once we assured that Mirabel was safe, I rush into the wreckage to try find Y/n. I start picking up rocks and rubble, trying t get to them, I turn to the rest of my family. "You've got to help me find them! They were still inside! Please mama, Dolores!" I plead, clearly worried sick. They look at me with sympathy and everyone immediately starts to help me look for them. "Camilo! is this who we are looking for?" I hear Luisa call, so I turn and see her holding Y/n. My eyes widen as I see what state they are in. Unconscious, hair dishevelled, blood flowing down their head. "Y/n..." I run over and take them from Luisa, "tia, can you help them?" I look at Julietta. She takes a look at the condition they are in, "I'll do my best but without our gifts I can't heal them perfectly. put them on a flat surface," I nod and do as I'm told.

-Timeskip to after the house is rebuilt-

I sit on the floor beside the bed where Y/n is laying, holding their hand in mine. "Please wake up...you can't leave me this way..." I whisper, my head against the mattress, not looking at them. I feel my hand get squeezed and I immediately look up at Y/n, "mi flor?" I ask in hopes that they are waking up.

Y/n's POV

Darkness. That's all I've seen for the past few hours but now I can hear things, someone is talking to me. "Please wake up...you can't leave me this way..." I hear the person say faintly. It's a familiar voice but I can't seem to figure out who it is, but I squeeze the person's hand to let them know I hear them. Then I hear them talk again, in an almost a desperate voice, "mi flor?" I want to open my eyes to see who it is, I want to know who this person is that is so desperate for me to come back. I try to open my eyes but its like they are glued shut, 'I'm not going to give up.' I try again but this time I see a blinding light. "Y/n!" I hear the same voice shout, so I look around as the brightness of the room becomes a bit more bearable.

I see a person around the same age as me with brown curly hair, shining emerald eyes and a look of shock and happiness on his face. Their yellow ruana covers their torso but you can see a white shirt underneath. I look at him, trying to figure out who they are; they go to hug me but I stop them. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" I ask him, confused. I watch as their face twists into an expression of pain but then goes back as if nothing happened. "Uh no..sorry my bad, I'm just happy you are awake, happy for your family that is. I'll go get your grandfather," they say then immediately leave the room.

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