Bet | Camilo M.

17: Te quiero

Y/n's POV

I still can't believe about all that had happened. Carlos just seemed so angry about something. He wouldn't do that to Camilo out of nowhere. Is there something I should know? were they're hiding something from me? nah, maybe it's just a sibling quarrel.

Probably the best if I just mind my own business.

But I can't help it.

The way Carlos looked at me when I was helping Camilo to stand up, he seemed kinda hurt about it. Maybe because I was helping Camilo instead of him? but he's the one at fault.

I've never seen him so angry that he even beat the shit out of his own brother.

I sighed and shrug off my thoughts, finally I arrived home. I opened the door to be greeted by an annoyed Ines sitting on the couch, she must be waiting for someone, was she waiting for me to come home?

"The walking chaos had finally decided to come home." she says as she walked towards me, her arms crossed around her chest while raising a brow. "I heard what happened to Camilo. What did you do?" 

I furrowed my eyebrows at her. This bitch be blaming me for no reason. "I wasn't doing anything, I don't even know why they were fighting." 

"Liar. You obviously had something to do about it." she scoffed. I let out a loud breath. 

"Seriously. I told you. I. DON'T. KNOW. Are you too dumb to understand that? you weren't there when it happened." I said, emphasizing each word. 

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. But I'm telling you, stay away from Camilo. He'd be ruined if he's with someone like you." she looks at me up and down.

Tch, much worse if he's with some entitled bitch like you.

I didn't say anything further when mom and dad came running to me. I don't want to waste my time talking to her anyway. "Y/n! thank goodness you're here. Cleo told us everything. Are you alright? you weren't hurt anywhere?" mama asked with a worried look on her face while cupping my cheeks. I saw Ines rolled her eyes before going upstairs to her room.

That's right bitch, better lock yourself in your room before I could rip you into pieces.

I look back at my parents waiting for answers. "I'm fine mama. You don't have to worry about me." I smiled.

"That's a relief. What about Camilo? Is he okay now? and why would Carlos do such thing to him?" Dad asked, slightly furrowing his eyebrows.

"He's feeling better now. And about Carlos, we still have no idea about it. I'm sure they're figuring things out now." they smiled and sighed in relief.

"Anyways, how was your sleepover? did you have fun?" mama asked and I nodded. Then it hit me. Great, now I remember, I left my things in the casita!

I widened my eyes. I was so busy with Camilo that I had forgotten about my things. "Mi vida, you okay?" 

I turned my eyes away from the ground and looked at them. I nodded. "Si, I just remembered I left my things at the casita." 

"Oh, you can get them later but first, you can help with me with the chores." I nod my head. "Sure, I'll just go shower and then we can go." 

I head to my room upstairs and shoved myself into the bathroom, changed clothes and then fix my hair. I decide to tie it up to a bun this time since the weather seemed hot today. Pepa must be stressed.

I wore a white off-shoulder top and a yellow and orange colored skirt that Mirabel gave me as a gift which also reminded me of Camilo. 

I just hope he's in his room taking a rest and not walking around the town. He'll tease me if he sees me wearing matching clothes with his. Just being the theater kid he was born to be.

After getting changed I went down to see mom still waiting for me. Dad must be out to do his job. I lightly tap her shoulders, she looked at me and smiled before we went out of the house to do our daily chores and jobs.

Carlos POV

Fuck. She probably hates me now.
He deserved it anyway.

I'd still tell her the truth though, but not now. I don't think I have the courage to see her right now. Especially now that all her attention is on Camilo. I just can't.

But I have to fix everything, just not now.

Y/n's POV

After I finished my chores I asked permission from my parents first before I went to La Casa Madrigal to get my things. Mirabel and Isabela had also invited me over for dinner so I guess I'd get to see Camilo again and maybe Carlos too.

Once I got there, I was greeted by Isabela and she helped me gather my things first since I slept in her room last night, before we went down for dinner. I asked Mirabel if where Carlos was so maybe I could talk to him but she said she'd never seen him around the house. Maybe he's in his room.

"Hermosa, you okay?" Camilo asked, I realized I had been staring at my food  for I don't know how long. Now everyone's eyes are on me. 

I smiled and nodded my head. "Yes, I'm fine. Just my mind wandering around." 

"You sure?" Camilo asked again. I hummed in reply before he nods his head and continued eating. 

Once we've all finished, I grab my things and bid my goodbye to them. Camilo volunteered to walk me home since it was already dark outside but I insisted and said he still needs to rest. 

"I still have the whole night to sleep though and its already dark, Isn't it a bit dangerous if you walk home alone?" he asks.

"I'm old enough to handle myself, I appreciate your offer but no. Go ahead and rest, I'll be fine." I smiled. How can he be like this when I'm the one who should be worried about him and not the other way around?

"Fine, I think there's no changing your mind." he kisses my forehead and I swear my blood was rising to my cheek. I heard him chuckle. "Te quiero" he whispered.

I looked at him and he was just smiling at me. Did he just-- Did I heard it right? no, no, no ,no maybe I heard it wrong.

Come on y/n, calm down, calm down. What was Pepa used to say again?...oh right, clear skies, clear skies.

"Didn't you hear what I said hermosa? Dije que te amo." oh my god, he said it again! what do I do? what do I say? should I say it back or.

"Oh, um, t-thanks...?" I said in a more question tone. He looked at me and I don't know if he's shocked or offended. "Look, I-I'm sorry, I'm just not used to saying those thing to anyone." I awkwardly laughed.

"You don't say I love you to your parents?" 

"O-of course I do, but to other person not really." I had a worried smile on my face.

"That's fine, although I suggest you should get used to it." he smirks.

"You really are smooth, aren't you?" 

"Hmm, I think I'll take that as a compliment." he chuckled and I took this as a chance to hug him. He seemed surprised but returned it anyway, pulling me by the waist.

"Good night, hermoso."