Mi Pequeño Diablo | Carlos M.

15: The talk

                                       Y/N's POV

I sat on my bed hugging my knees while I sobbed. The whole scenario at the dining table last night kept on lingering on my mind up until now. I wanna run away, go to a place where no one knows who I am or maybe find my real parents. I just feel so left out, this house, this family, maybe even this town, I don't belong here.

God, I just wanted someone to just snatch me out of here, I wanna get away with all this crying.

"Fucking idiot." I whispered to myself while lightly hitting my head. Just then I heard a knock on the door. I quickly wiped off my tears when it suddenly opened.

"Y/n, Mija. You didn't have breakfast yet. Here." Papa passed me a plate of different sorts of foods which I'm sure Tia Julieta made. I just nod my head and looked away. I heard him sigh. "Im sure you're still upset about what happened. And I feel bad for not telling you the truth. I'm so sorry." He looked down to the ground.

I averted my eyes to him. A small smile plastered on my face. "Papa," I called in which he immediately looked up. "You don't have to be sorry for it. You took care of me and treated me like your real daughter, I thank you for that. I appreciate your apology and it's fine. I just wish I had known it much more earlier."

He raised a smile as we both embraced each other in a hug. "You're my only daughter here, I can't afford losing you." He kisses my forehead and the door opened again. But this time, came someone whom I wasn't expecting to see. Isabela.

"I'll leave you two so you can talk." Papa excused himself and went out, not letting me say any other word. I had no choice but to stay.

She clears her throat and sat on the edge of my bed, fidgeting her fingers. "Y/n, i--im sorry about...what happened. I was stupid for being jealous. I gave you nothing but hatred and I regret it. I'm really sorry about all that. I hope you would still forgive me and it's okay if you don't. I--" I cut her off and pulled her into a hug.

That was all I wanted to hear. "I accept your apology prima. " I smile as I felt her almost crushing my bones as she hugged me back tightly. I broke the hug and saw her smile.

"I'm glad to have you as my cousin y/n. Real or not. " she says with a smile as we both embraced each other in a short hug.

                                    Camilo's POV

"Bro I still can't believe you slapped Isabela last night. How'd you do that?" I moved over to Carlos' side shaking his shoulder.

"Why? You want a demonstration?"

I crossed my eyebrows and glared at him. "Man. Why are you such a killjoy?"

"Why are you so annoying?" he asked back and looked at me with a sly grin.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. Why does he always have to win every argument?

"Hey Carlos!" Mirabel called out and ran towards our direction, punching Carlos on the shoulder.

Carlos groaned, rubbing a hand on his shoulder. "Why'd you do that for??"

"Hmph! That's for slapping my sister, you jerk." She glares at him.

"Well, someone had to slap her the reality." He crosses his arms.

"What reality?"

"That she'll never be the same as y/n."

"Nah, you just don't want anyone messing with her because you like--" he cuts me off by covering my mouth with his hand. I smirked.

"What were you saying, Camilo?" Mirabel asked but I couldn't talk because if Carlos' hand.

"Nothi--" "He said he likes y/n." Dolores interrupted. Carlos let go and glared at her while Mirabel was smiling from ear to ear.

"He what??" she exclaims as Carlos huffed. He looks so done, I swear. "He wha-- when?? Why didn't I know??" Mira exclaims, feeling offended for not being told

"He likes her for a long time but doesn't wanna tell it because he thought it wrong was to like his cousin. But now that we know she's adopted..." I said wiggling my eyebrows. He then hit the back of my head.

" Say it and I'll slap you across the face." he glares at me.

I was about to say something but was interrupted when y/n came running towards our direction with Isabela on her side. I guess they had finally talked to each other.

"Well someone's in a good mood." I blurted out.

Y/n nods her head as they both chuckled. "What were you guys talking about?" she asks.

My eyes quickly averted towards Carlos, giving him a teasing smile. Should I say anything?