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Y/n woke up quite early in the morning by themself. They weren't going to think much of it and go get a glass of water and go back to sleep, when they remembered they were in Camilo's room.
They looked around for him but he wasn't there. "Camilo? Do you need me to hold your hair back or something? Where are you anyway." Y/n tried to call for him again when they turned on a light and saw someone in the corner.
"There you are! You had me for a second, you really did. I'm tired, so-" They were cut off by their father stepping into the light. They had no time to run or scream because he walked over to them and placed his hand on their face.
"I knew that kid was a bad influence on you. He taught you so many unforgivable things.. All I've done for you is good and this is the thanks I get? I did everything I could to give you a safe childhood and help you grow into a successful adult, one who knows their place and the dangers in the world and how to stay in their lane."
Y/n couldn't move. It was like their dream. They were in such a state of fear and shock that no words could string together a sentence to be said. They just sat there, like a sitting duck.
"But now that I can finally see you, I'll take you back home. Hell, I'll take you far away from here so we can be safe from this dangerous family. You will be safe."
Their father tried to grab their hand but they slapped him upside the head, revealing a magical teenage boy. He fucked up big time.
Y/n was so furious and confused and scared that they felt sorry for hitting him, but enraged that he would treat their trauma as a joke. Camilo could see the pain and anger in their eyes that his grin faded.
"What the actual fuck Camilo."
"What!? I'm sorry! It was a joke. It's me!"
"Yeah I know it's you. And I know you played the wrong hand. Do you know how scared I was? Do you know how Terrified I was because I thought my dad would kill me. I'm scared because I know he'd be entirely capable of doing so and you're fueling the flame. I was so prepared to die right then and you're joking about it? How dare you?!"
Camilo could hear the malice and resentment integrated in their voice, and he knew if he said any wrong word, he'd fuck up a whole friendship instantly. But if he stayed quiet, he'd be seen as ignorant.
"I didn't know something like this would hurt you this bad. I swear I didn't! But I don't want this to ruin our relationship. I really like what we have and I didn't know how easily I could lose it. And for that, I am sorry. I am truly sorry."
Y/n knew he was trying, but they weren't going to just forgive something like that. They started walking out to go see Mirabel, when Camilo grabbed their hand.
He opened his mouth to speak, but was quickly shut up by Y/n slapping him upside the head again. He quickly retaliated by punching their arm.
Shortly after they slapped back and they started fighting. Not many words were said during that time, just a few mumbled cuss words and threats, but it was enough to alert Dolores.
Dolores and Mirabel ran through the door. "Stop it you two!" Dolores scolded, before jumping in to try and defuse the fight.
Mirabel helped and managed to get Y/n away from Camilo. Both their faces were red and it was clear the fight wasn't done. Alma ran though the door and looked pissed.
"What happened in here?!
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FanfictionCamilo and Y/n have been friends for basically their entire lives but Y/n's and Camilo's families started to grow apart and they forbid them from seeing each other. Y/n managed to bump into Camilo one day but that may have been a big mistake... //He...