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

{Chapter 83.} Overwhelmed

"So.. I guess we're gonna have to tell Camilo all of this now huh?" Marco looked at Sofia.

Sofia was about to talk, but the doctor interrupted. "Or if you two dont want to tell him, I could tell him for you."

"Thanks for the offer.. I guess you could tell him but- tell him after me and Marco leave."

"Alright, I will."

After a few hours, Marco and Sofia had already left and the doctor explained to Camilo what was gonna happen, and answered any questions Camilo had, then left the room. For a while, Camilo was left in his own thoughts until city police had walked into the room, asking for a description of Mateo and what he looked like, Camilo could describe what Mateo looked like perfectly so they knew who to suspect. They also asked how Mateo treated him, which he explained. On the verge of tears since it felt like he was re-living the memories. Soon the police had left as well, leaving him alone again. Pretty soon the lights had turned off and it was night. All Camilo could hear was his own breathing, there was no other noises, after a few minutes, Camilo fell asleep.

Th next day, once Camilo woke up, he had changed back into his normal cloths, his Ruana(poncho) had been washed after someone had turned it in to some police station nearby after it was covered on blood, apparently Mateo had thrown it away somewhere so no one could find it, but someone found it anyways..

Camilo for some reason seemed nervous. Remembering how he was told that he would be put into a group home until any family wanted him. since no one legally had custody of him in this unknown city, and he had nowhere else.  What would anyone else that was there think of him? Would they make fun of him like how the people his age in the village did? Woukd they be just as evil as Isabela and Carlos?

Camilo feared that no one would like him. He walked out of the room, and the doctor from the day before greeted him before introducing him to someone else, who was apparently supposed to drove him to where he was staying at.

2 hours later, they were in a car and the car came to a stop in front of another building. Once they walked inside Camilo could see multiple people there, some of them around his age, but some were younger, and of them were older, all staring at him. He felt them staring and he could already hear them whispering, he knew it was about him. Beginning to feel anxious, Camilo messed with the fringes on the edge of his Ruana, thought rushed through his head, one that caught his attention was just the though of going home. All he wanted was to be back with his family, no matter how bad any of them treated him. He just felt alone in the city, he didnt really know anyone there.. tears came to his eyes but he quickly wiped them away.

Camilo flinched when he felt someone grab his wrist. He quickly closed his eyes and before he could apologize thinking he did something wrong, he was interrupted by someone's voice.

"You don't need to be nervous you know.. everyone here is mostly really nice." Someone whispered to him but as soon as he opened his eyes again he couldnt see anyone close enough to whisper to him, but then he looked down and saw a little boy around the same age as Antonio tugging on his sleeve, he had been the one to whisper reassuringly.

"Thanks for telling me." Camilo could still feel almost everyone else still staring at him. Thoughts once again started rushing through his head "is something wrong? Is it how I look? Is it because of the missing posters..? What is it? What am I doing wrong? Why are they staring at me?" Camilo's breathing got heavier and get couldnt calm down, feeling like he was having an anxiety attack.

Camilo started feeling lightheaded and his hands where trembling. He continued to fidget and mess with the fringes on the edge of his Ruana, trying to get the thoughts out of his mind. Even thought the younger boy had said everyone was nice it still felt overwhelming to be stared at by so many people.