{Chapter 11.} TRAITOR

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"Abuela, Mamá, please don't shout.. I'm trying to say;
1. Its hurts my ears, and
2. Isabela and carlos are lying, I could hear them." Dolores said after getting the 2 to stop yelling.

"Dolores, you know isabela would never do such a thing, you dont have to lie and cover for your Brother he needs to face consequences for what he did." Abuea said.

"Yeah Dolores, you dont have to cover for him you know, you could just tell the 'truth" isabela said.

"But I am Isabela, and i will do everything i can to prove i am not. You believe me right Mirabel? And mamá?" Dolores said.

"Of course we do" mirabel and pepa agreed.

"Good, now Carlos, Isabela, I want you do know that I hear everything, correct? Of course you know that.. so why lie and pin the blame on someone who is innocent? To save your own skin? Pathetic really." Dolores said

Isabela did the best she could to not attack dolores and said "Well, if I'm lying then do you have any more proof? Something that everyone will believe?".

"Wait- mirabel I still have the notebook you gave me, you said it was Camilo's? maybe it has proof in it?" Pepa said, remembering the notebook she took with her, picking it up and giving it to mirabel.

"You do? Great!-" mirabel said taking the book, but was interrupted

"You what?! Did you steal that mirabel- please dont read that It has nothing to do with this now put it back!" Camilo said

"Oh, do you have something to hide Camilo!?" Carlos said, taking the notebook from mirabel and holding it over his head so mirabel couldn't reach it.

"How about we read the newest pages?" Isabela said with a grin.

{{⚠️TW⚠️; self harm, or the mention of self harm, swearing}}

"Yeah, we should!" Carlos opened up to one of the most recent pages.

"Today was horrible, everyone kept asking me to do everything, i feel exhausted and abuela said I'm still not helping enough.. what is the point of this if I just feel like this all the time? To top this horrible day off, shes yelled at me to much, i feel like.. I just want to die. "Aw camilo is stressed out?" Carlos said, continuing to the next page.

"...Why did I do that?! I don't know what I'm doing, I just cut myself- am I going crazy?! But then at the same time, I feel like I deserve this, since I'm not helping enough, I should feel ashamed, but i dont..." carlos stopped reading.

"Camilo what the hell?!" The grin on Carlos's face disappeared, his face was more serious. "Roll up your sleeves. Now." He said demanding

"No why should i?" Camilo said, getting off the floor and taking the book from carlos.

Carlos took this moment as an opportunity to grab camilo's arm and roll up his sleeve revealing Cuts along the side of his arms.

"Cam, what the hell?" Mirabel said, looking at camilos arm and stood up.

"What the fuck?!" Pepa said, now outside there was a growing hurricane, and chaos. "No son of mine will be doing this to himself, even if you are innocent, your staying in your room until I say you can come out, this is for your own good."

Everyone else stared at camilo in shock, except antonio, who was confused the whole time, wondering why everyone was yelling but all of a sudden stopped.

"What's going on?" Antonio looked around, confused.

"Nothing, nothing important Antonio, I think you should get to bed." Dolores said, wanting to escape the yelling before it started up again, picking antonio up and taking him to his room.

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