🎭{Stage Fright}🎭||Original{Camilo Madrigal Angst}||{Encanto}||

{Chapter 81.} Bad Feeling

Again, Mateo forced Camilo to stand up and dragged him into a room, he pushed Camilo into the room the locked the door and left. Leaving Camilo alone.

Since Camilo was still tired, he walked over to the bed that was placed in the corner of the room and lied on top of it, eventually falling asleep.

When he woke up he flinched and backed away until his back hit the headboard of the bed, stopping him. He saw mateo walk into the room.

Camilo was already scared of what Mateo might do but surprisingly, mateo just stood at the doorway. "We're going to the store. I need to buy A few things. And I can't just leave you here since you might find a way to escape." Mateo said then walked away, beginning to wait for Camilo near the front door to the apartment.

A moment later Camilo stood next to Mateo, ready to leave.

Mateo held Camilo's hand, which made Camilo flinch. They walked outside of the apartment and Mateo made Camilo wear the face mask which again covered half of his face so he wasnt fully recognizable to anyone.

Soon they left the building and Mateo pushed Camilo into a car parked outside then locked the doors and started driving.

"So.. were you the one who killed all the other people who went missing..?" Camilo asked.

Mateo paused for a moment then looked back at him wich felt threatening to Camilo. "You guessed it, and I bet you know who's next." Mateo smiled and looked back at the road.

Camilo seemed surprised for a moment but didn't say anything else until the car stopped.

Mateo got out of the car and opened the passenger seat door, grabbing Camilo's arm and pulling him out of the car, slamming to door loudly which startled Camilo.

They began walking into the store and at some point Camilo accidentally bumped into someone while walking.

Camilo fell onto the ground and looked terrified, he quickly looked behind him and saw how Mateo looked annoyed and it looked like Camilo had to beg him not to hurt him for bumping into someone.

Camilo got off of the ground while his eyes teared up.

"My apologies, Camil- I mean.. my friend.. is very clumsy sometimes." Mateo said then tightly held onto Camilo's hand after he got off of the ground and began walking behind a shelf where no one else was.

The person they had bumped into had a very bad feeling and followed them carefully watching what would happen.

Mateo slapped Camilo across the face and just barely managed to stop himself from yelling at Camilo as well. "Do you know how close it could've been to getting caught?! Camilo they almost found out who you were! You know that when that's happens, everything I do will hurt you even more."

Camilo looked at the ground and felt tears streaming down his face again. "I'm sorry. I swear I wont run into anyone else, they might not have even noticed anything-!"

"Look at me." Mateo lifted Camilos chin and forced Camilo to look at him. "Do you think I'm stupid? They might have seen something and now I could get CAUGHT!"

"No!- I never said you where- please just let go! It wont happen again!!" Camilo felt even more tears falling down his face.

Mateo let go of Camilo and Camilo fell onto the ground for a moment, breathing heavily and calming down.

"Is he okay? What happened?" Someone interrupted Mateo and Camilo, it was of course the same person Camilo bumped into earlier. The person saw what just happened and decided to act like they didnt see it.

"He's fine, he just tripped that all." Mateo said and help Camilo get off of the ground.

"Alright.. sorry to bother you." The person said and immediately walked over to where they were before.

"Hey- Sofia, where were you? I thought I lost you there for a second!-" another voice said.

"Hey Marco... I just saw something going on- I think one of the people who went missing are here and it looks like they are in a lot of trouble.. we should help him."

"Huh? Which kid?" Marco looked concerned.

"That kid who went missing just yesterday.. but I cant really tell since he was wearing different cloths and a mask.. but he looked really similar to that kid Camilo.. he also coincidentally has the same name.."

"Really..? Where is he now?" Marco looked around.

"Right of there-" Sofia said but noticed that Camilo and Mateo were gone already.

They had left quickly after since Mateo was paranoid that they could've gotten caught.

"Marco.. I think they might've left. We should try to follow them." Without saying anything else, Sofia quickly walked outside and tried to spot Camilo or Mateo, luckily she could see Mateo and Camilo walking towards a car.

Within seconds, Sofia quickly ran over to them and grabbed Camilo's hand before he got in the car.

Mateo glared at her but just then she quickly said something to stop him from doing anything.

"Camilo!" Sofia said, guessing that was Camilos name is hoping desperately that it was so she could help the boy get away from Mateo. "I havent seen you in so long! How are you?"

"I'm-" Camilo noticed what she was trying to do then he tried speaking but he looked at Mateo for a moment to see a threatening glare being shot at him. "I'm good.." Camilo's eyes filled with tears and he felt his heart racing.

"Good! Hey, do you know this person?" Sofia pointed to Mateo

"Yeah, o-of course!" Camilo could still feel how Mateo was staring at him.

"I know somethings wrong.. and this is Camilo, huh.. the kid who went missing about a day ago...  poor kid.. he looks like he's gonna cry.." Sofia said in her mind, her heart ached once she got more context to the situation without words.

"Okay.. well, I'll see you again if we ever run into each other!" Sofia said and without a word, shook Camilos hand, which Mateo didn't notice was really Sofia giving Camilo her phone. But at from the angle Mateo watched from, it looked like a handshake.

Mateo quickly closed the door after Sofia left and started the car. "Do you really know who that was?" Mateo asked.

"Yeah-! Of course I do." Camilo reassured, even though it wasnt true. But grateful that Sofia, a stranger to him, wanted to help him.