Mi Pequeño Diablo | Carlos M.

03: My lips are sealed

                                                         Y/N's POV

"So, how do I look?" asked Dolores as she did a little twirl, showing off her beautiful wedding gown. All of us looked at her in awe.

"You look amazing!" Mirabel exclaimed, doing a little dance of excitement. 

Today is the day everyone has been excited about. I looked at them with teary eyes and ran to hug Dolores. I quietly sobbed on her shoulders.  "Shh, y/n don't cry." she says calmly.

I pulled away and wiped my tears. "I'm sorry, it's just I'm so happy for you. You've been like my older sister." She puts a hand on my shoulder. "I can still be your older sister though, so no need to cry." she chuckles.

"Come on guys, they're already waiting." Isabela says and crossed her arms. We nod our head and the others starts to assist Dolores. Everyone went out and I was left behind with Isabela.

I looked at her and she gave me a glance, looking at me up and down. "You better not ruin everything." she says and left to catch up with the others.

I don't know why she treats me like shit in this family. It's crazy how I look up at her when I was a little girl but things took a wild turn. She began acting like I did something that made her hate me.

I shrug off my thoughts and went out to the garden where everyone was waiting. I took a seat next to papa as the ceremony started. 

Sad how I didn't get to be one of the brides maid for some reasons but I didn't let that bother me. The important thing is for the ceremony to go well as planned.

                                                              ⇥⇥

The wedding ceremony ended well and everyone congratulates the new weds. After that, we all went to the casita to celebrate. My eyes sparkled to see tons of foods displayed on a long table. Of course, Abuela have to tell her speech before everyone get to eat.

It was a loud party. People dancing here and there. While everyone danced I was busy minding my business eating, until Camilo and Carlos showed up. I can say they look really cool with the suits they were wearing.

"Hey prima," Camilo greeted. I just nod my head and focused on my food. "How do we look?" 

"Stupid." I replied.

He furrowed his eyebrows and pouted. "This is why you don't have any boyfriend yet." he crosses his arms and looked away. 

"Whatever. It's nothing like I'm that desperate, and I don't have any plans to have one right now." he scoffed and nudged Carlos' shoulder. These two are acting kinda sus. "What brings you two here anyway?" I asked and placed the plate on the table. 

Carlos opens his mouth to say something but was interrupted when Mateo butted in. 

                                                       Carlos' POV

"Hey, Y/n!" that voice, I looked to the side to see Mateo approaching. He gave me a glance before turning to Y/n who was now smiling. Ugh, she's really into that guy.

I rolled my eyes and walked away. I went up to my room, slamming the door shut and changed my clothes. The loud music outside was hurting my sensitive ears and the sight of her smiling because of some other guy was hurting my eyes.

Wait--what?? Ugh! Carlos! you stupid jerk! what were you thinking?! for fucks sake she's your cousin!

I banged my head against the wall over and over again until I felt satisfied. "This is wrong, you can't-- I can't." I whispered to myself. 

                                                   Camilo's POV

"Oh, hey Camilo. What's wrong with Carlos?" Mateo asked and I just shrug my shoulders. By the looks of it, something's wrong but I don't know what is. "I'll just check on him." I excused myself out and y/n just nods her head. 

I went upstairs to Carlos' room and leaned my ears on the door. I hear banging on the wall. Is this another identity crisis? I listened again and the sound had stopped.

I knocked on the door three times but no one answered so I barged in instead and I saw him hugging his knees while sitting on the floor. "Bro, you okay?" he turns his head to me and looked away afterwards. 

I closed the door behind me and went to his side. "You should go, you're missing a good party out there." he mumbled as he buried his face on his knees.

"And so are you." I looked around his room and there were a few shattered glass laying on the floor. "Tell me what's wrong hermano. Are you dealing with identity crisis again?" I asked and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"No. It's--it's--ugh! nevermind. You wouldn't understand!" he shouted and shoved my hand away. He stand up and laid on his bed. I couldn't just end it here. I walked over to him and sat on the edge of his bed. 

"Go away Camilo." he demanded. 

"No. I won't leave until you tell me what's wrong." I crossed my arms. 

"God, you're so annoying." he groaned.

"Call me annoying but I won't leave." 

"You better leave while I'm still asking nicely." he says with a warning tone.

"Come on, just tell me what it is." 

"Leave"

"Nu-uh, I won't."

I heard him groaned. "JUST FUCKING LEAVE MY ROOM ALREADY!! I DON'T NEED YOUR FUCKING HELP!!" he shouted which made me cover my ears and close my eyes. 

"Eh, nope." I crossed my arms again.

He throws a pillow into my face and sighed. "Fine." 

"Yes!" I whispered to myself.

"But don't you dare judge me after this." he says and I nod my head. "And no teasing." he added. I nod my head repeatedly.

"So...what is it?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

"I said no teasing."

"But I wasn't."

"Fine, whatever." he rolls his eyes and sighed. "It's about y/n" my eyebrows furrowed. "What about her?"

He looks down while fidgeting his fingers. "Well, I-uh I," he stuttered and then red tint starts to show on his cheeks. Oh no. "Don't tell me..." I stopped myself. "You--you like her?" he looked away and slowly nodded. 

I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand. "You've got to be kidding me. YOU LIKE--" I was stopped when he covers my mouth with his hand. 

"Shut the fuck up, will you?" he whispered and quiet me down.

I calmed myself down, trying to process everything on my mind. This can't be true. Of all girls in the town, Y/n? seriously? I mentally facepalmed. "You do know she's our frickin' cousin, right?" he nods.

"I know, just--ugh! I don't know what to do. Promise me you won't tell anyone, you got that?" I rubbed a finger on my chin as if I'm thinking of something. "You can have my desserts for two weeks." he says.

"Hmm, make it three--no!--for a month." he rolls his eyes and sighed. "Fine." 

I held out my hand and he accepts it. "Good. My lips are sealed."