Bet | Camilo M.

33: By the river

Y/n's POV

I stood there still, my hands gripping my skirt tightly as I let out a quiet breath. 

It's okay, I probably heard it wrong, right?
Maybe it was just a misunderstanding. Camilo wouldn't do that. 

I breath in as I retreat back to Camilo's room upstairs but then I crossed path with Dolores. "Y/n, what are you doing up at this hour?"

"Oh, I, I uh, I just came from the bathroom." I said while fidgeting my fingers. Hoping for her to be believe my pathetic lie. She yawned and nod her head hesitantly. 

She walks pass by me, "You can ask him tomorrow." she tapped my shoulder before vanishing back to her room. I remained there for a sec with furrowed eyebrows. Thinking of what she meant. 

She probably heard everything downstairs.

I went back to Camilo's room, throwing myself back into the bed. The thought of him actually putting a bet on me, doesn't bother me that much, but him lying and trying to hide it from me? I don't know what to feel.

I wanted to barge in there and see what I could've said or do. But I'm not sure, he must have some reason to that. A good reason.

"Amor? are you awake?" I felt a hand rubbing my shoulder. My back was facing him. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, pretending I just woke up.

"Where have you been? I was just about to head out to find you." he sat down and leaned on the bedpost. I leaned my head on his chest as he starts twirling his fingers on my hair. My smile faded as I remembered their argument on the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, I just went down to grab some water. Is there something bothering you?" his face turn into a worry. 

"Well," I cleared my throat. "I do have something to ask you."

"What is it? do you need something? do you wanna break up? do you not love me anymore? am I--" I peck his lips to make him stop.

"It's not that." I chuckled. "It's just," 

"Just what?" I sighed heavily as I look down and grab his hand to intertwine it with mine. "If you don't want to say it, don't force yourself, I understand." he sighed.

"I'm sorry--" "No, It's fine. I can wait." he kissed my forehead.

"Meet me at the river tomorrow." 

"Okay amor, but why at the river though? you wanna kiss me again?" he smirked.

I frowned and smacked his head. "When will you stop being flirty?"

"When I stop loving you." he wraps his arms around me . "Which is never." he added. I smiled and hugged his torso before drifting off to sleep.

Tomorrow will be a long day.

THE NEXT DAY (brought to you by: horn--flirty Camilo🙂)

I woke up the next day by the sunrays hitting my face that was peering through the window. I sat up as I rub my eyes with my hands. "Cami?" I mumbled when I saw nothing but an empty space beside me. He must be awake already.

I got up and did a little stretch, my eyes averted to the backstage door as it was being opened. Carlos. 

I wanted to greet him or something but he just walked pass by me without even sparing a glance or anything. Like I was some sort of thin air that can't be seen. 

I shrug it off and went out after a few minutes. Once I was downstairs, Antonio greeted me with a wide smile. "Camilo's this way." he grabs my hand and led me to the kitchen. This kid knows too much, I hadn't even ask yet but he knows already.

"Buenos días hermosa, had a good sleep?" he tucked my hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead. 

"Hmm," I hummed and smiled. My eyes traveled down to his body to see him wearing an apron, with his hair in a man bun. 

Such a husband material.

"You can stare at me like that later, breakfast is ready." he grabs me by the waist and we went to the dining area. Everyone was already there having their own chit-chats. 

Camilo and I sat on our seats, I was sitting between Carlos and Camilo but soon Carlos left with his plate without saying anything nor excuse himself. I didn't mind and just continued on eating my breakfast. 

A few minutes later, I felt a hand on my thigh. I look up to see Camilo who seemed to be unbothered about it. "Don't mind him." he mumbled, referring to Carlos who just left earlier.

I just nod my head. The breakfast ended sooner of course with a few chit-chats with Mira, Isa and Dolores. The other Madrigals went off to do their chores and me and Camilo were just heading to the town square where we changed paths.

"I'll see you at 4pm, by the river." I kissed his cheek and he nodded. I waved goodbye and went off back home. As I opened the front door, no one was there. I guess they're already out so I went up to my room to change and then spend the rest of the time cleaning the house.

TIME SKIP (brought to you by: 7 foot rats)

I dusted my skirt and went downstairs to see mom and dad just entering the house. "Hey mija, we went out early morning because something urgent came up but it's fine now. Are you okay?"

"Hmm, I'll be out for a while. I'll be back for dinner." 

"Oh, you have a date with Camilo?"

"Uh, yeah, just have to talk about something." 

"Okay, tell him I said hi!" Mom shouted, I nod my head before closing the door behind me and head to the river. There, I saw him sitting while watching the beautiful scenery. I smiled before I went to him and greeted him with a tight hug from behind.

"Oh, you're here, you were so quiet."

"I was planning to scare you but you looked too amazed at the view." I sat behind him with my legs crossed. 

"So, what do you wanna ask?" he turned his head towards me and intertwined his fingers with mine.

I cleared my throat as I played with his fingers. "I was just wondering," I paused for a sec, thinking if I should or shouldn't but I asked anyway, "What would you feel if someone made a bet on you?" 

He froze for a moment before coming out of his senses. "Uhm, I don't know. Sad or...mad, s-something like that." he uttered.

"What if it's someone you loved and they tried to hide it from you?" 

He looks at me in the eyes as if he was trying to figure out what I had in mind before looking away. I guess that hit the spot. 

"I guess I'd feel betrayed, hurt, and eventually blame myself for being a fool." he blurted out and loosen his grip on my hand. I saw how his mood changed, his face says it all.