Tacenda || Carlos Madrigal x Reader

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Now you were terrified.

Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. You watched as Carlos approached your hiding spot and shut your eyes, hoping and praying that this was all some sort of sick dream. You know that you'd get into so much trouble. You didn't listen to him and it hadn't even been a day. Who knows what he'll do to you.

   The sound of a creak alerted you.

   He opened it.

   "God, you two are so predictable." Carlos grabbed your wrist, causing your eyes to shoot open. He pulled you right out of your hiding spot, tossing you over to Camilo. "That's what you wanted, right?"

   You froze, almost questioning his decision as you clung onto Camilo's body. He wrapped an arm protectively around your shoulders and pulled you close. You closed your eyes, convinced that none of this was real.

   Carlos was being calm

   Way too calm.

   "It's pathetic, really. No wonder people pair you two together." Carlos walked towards you and Camilo, slipping right in between you two. It was a successful separation. His hand slithered around your waist as he pulled you to the side of his body as he walked towards the door.

   "Camilo!" You stopped walking and ran towards him, only for Carlos's grip to tighten. "Camilo please!" You were petrified. Where was he taking you? What will happen when Camilo is out of sight? What'll he do to you?

   "Quiet, Mutt." Carlos tugged you away from him, pushing his brother away the best he could with his other arm.

   Camilo didn't seem to struggle, only pushing back. "Carlos, stop! You're being a lunatic!"

   "If you know what's best for them, you'll take a step back and let us walk out of here." The second Carlos finished speaking, Camilo stopped, taking a few steps back.

   Camilo's body was tense. He was clenching his fists so hard his nails dug into his palms, causing blood to ooze out from his hands.

   "How adorable, you actually listened. You're such a sweet and delicate swine. You love them so much, don't you?" Carlos twirled around to face his brother, grabbing your face with his hands.

   "Carlos s-stop.." your tears trickled down your cheeks and onto his hand. You'd fight to be out of his grip but you've already done one too many things you shouldn't have.

   "What's that?" Carlos leaned closer to you, "sorry, I didn't quite hear what you said there, sweetheart. Can you repeat it?" He patronized you, his lips curling into a sinister grin.

   You shook your head desperately, earning a scoff. He flicked his wrist to get your face out of his grip, turning back around and walking towards the door.

   "Don't worry, Camilo. They'll be back, but not for you." Carlos looked over his shoulder for a mere second before he stepped out of the room, slamming it shut. 

   He left with you.

   All Camilo did was stand there and watch. He didn't do anything to help. He trusted and believed that Carlos wouldn't do anything to severely hurt you.

But those bruises on your neck and wrist say otherwise.

   "Where are we going?" You muttered gently, almost afraid to speak any louder.

   "Your home." He didn't seem to loosen his grasp on you, walking by your side with every step he took; down the stairs and out of the house.

   "What? Why?"