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CHAPTER 12 ::  MAKE ROOMLong Ago

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CHAPTER 12 :: MAKE ROOM
Long Ago

She left. She actually...

"I wish I was dead."

I remember. I remember too well. When you left, the feeling washed and squeezed my guts until all that was left with my existence was... regret. Regret. A word I saw in novels. We both used to enjoy novels and read along the night sky of your magical and whimsical bedroom. The sky would have beautiful suns in the morning and sparkling stars in the evening. If only it could stay that way but we knew that was impossible when you left.

Dios Mio, por favor. Give me the strength to find her and the courage to look our children straight in the eye and apologize. To tell them the truth and bring an end to all of these. I need to do it for her. Mi vida, the one I lost yet the one I hurt and love. Will she ever forgive me? If I told everyone the truth, would she come back? Will she accept my love again?

I'll tell them.
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I didn't tell them.

We couldn't find her. I'm... I couldn't tell them. Alma wouldn't let me near them. I can't find her. I failed her. Alma won't let me come back til I... My Dolores, Camilo... our sweet baby Antonio. I can't leave them. I don't know what to do. This is all my fault. I... can't erase the pain in her eyes. The ones I last saw, haunt me in my sleep. Every nightmare I have is her tears. Where is she? Where are you?

I wake up on my own. On my own. Until nothing was left of me. I can still hear the thunders from that day. The way the rain pattered on the ground and the way the wind blew everyone away. Did she... also push me away? Did I break her trust? Did I even

make her feel loved...?

Now that she is gone... how can I make her feel loved? Is she happy now? Wherever she is, was it for the best? My thoughts are all jumbled. I can't think straight. Was I even good for her? Did I even...

Antonio, Dolores, Camilo... I'm sorry.
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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR FIVE YEARS?!"

Pepa was startled by Camilo's sudden outburst, making her cover her ears. Camilo paces back and forth trying to remember all the details and stories about his Tía Pepa, clicking his tongue and fingers as each floorboard creaks under his steps. "What you're trying to say is that all this time— YOU NEVER LEFT?!" The boy blurted out but immediately apologizes for frightening the woman. "Lo siento, I didn't mean to scream but WHAT THE ACTUAL—" Camilo continued to blabber and state all the theories of the town; from her being unalive to her finding a way out of Encanto. Camilo could not believe that all this time, their mysterious Tia was just inside the walls of their beloved Casita.

Pepa tried to find the words as she played with her hair nervously, "I mean, I did leave my hell of a place and I'm not sure if you've been there but it always rains, rains, and it just keeps pouring and pouring—"

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