Where Are You? (Camilo Madrigal X female reader)

Chapter One, The New Town.

Bryanna was in her parents' car. They were driving to their new home, in a new town. She did not want to live somewhere else, though. And the town was far away from her old town and her old friends. She sighed as she looked out the window. The song "If we have each other" by Alec Benjamin blaring into her ears. She loved that song. It was by far her favorite song.

The car suddenly stopped in front of a small town in Columbia. She looked around. The place looked joyful and small. Oh, she was gonna hate it here.

She sighed as her parents got out of the car. "Bry! Take those goddamn headphones off!" Bryanna's dad yelled at her as she got out of the car. She rolled her eyes as she turned her headphones off.

"Where the he-" She cleared her throat as she almost cussed in front of her parents.

"SOrry. Where the heck are we?" She quickly covered up and then asked. Her dad gave her a mad look, knowing what she was gonna say.

He grumbled something under his breath before harshly grabbing Bryanna's arm and pulling her alongside him and into the small village. As they walked, Bryanna's dad held her arm, and people gave them stares. "Dad, people are giving us stares. Can you release my arm, please?" She asked.

"No. You need to learn that if you are disrespectful to me, like a child. I will treat you like a child." He said, giving her an irritated look. She rolled her eyes but remained silent, puffing her cheeks out. They made it to a house, and her dad threw her in the house, told her to stay, and left.

She sighed and gingerly got up. She huffed and put her hand on her stomach. "God kid. You're a fucking sport. Your grandpa does not care for you." She looked down to her 3 month old baby bump and sighed. "But. DOn't worry! As soon as I find a way out. I will take it. Money, or no money. I will not let you grow up with these horrible people living with us. And."

She sat on the floor with a sigh. "And, I will not let you go through rape or getting hurt as I did. You will not have an unwanted teen pregnancy, okay baby?"She told her bump.

She took a very deep breath as her mother walked into the house carrying Bryanna's luggage. "Thanks, mama." Bryanna whispered to her mother.

Her mother turned around to see if Bryanna's father was there. When he wasn't there, she turned around and smiled tiredly. "Ofcourse, baby. My third month of pregnancy with you was the worst. The third month was when my bump was just starting to form. And that was also when I got more cranky and more tired." Bryanna's mum explained her third month of pregnancy.

Byranna smiled and stood up. "I'll take my luggage upstairs to my room for you, mama." She told her mom. "No, darling. You are pregnant and if your father won't address it, I will. He does not know what it is like to be pregnant!" She stubbornly said. Bryanna sighed. "Fine." She mumbled, feeling trapped and useless.

"Oh. I fucking love you kid." She mumbled, as she put her hand on her stomach and laid down on her back. Her mother chuckled as suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Bryanna grumbled as she got up with a groan and walked to the door.

She opened the door and there was a slightly shorter boy, who looked to be her age, at the door. Bryanna smiled. "Hello. Is there something I could help you with?"

The boy looked at her for a second before softly shaking his head and smiling back at her. "Yes. There is something you could help me with." He said. Bryanna gave him a smile.

"Great! What is it?" She asked. The boy took her hand in his and kissed it before saying. "You could give me your name, Hermosa (Hermosa = Beautiful)." Bryanna rolled her eyes.

"Yeah. Ain't gonna happen. Especially when said like that. Also, don't call me 'Hermosa.'" She gave a sarcastic smile before rolling her eyes and turning around and closing the door in the boy's face. "Wait!" She heard from the other side of the door. She groaned and rolled her eyes. She tiredly rubbed her face.

She turned around and put on a smile as she opened the door. "The hell you want?" She asked. The boy looked at her and grinned. "I never told you my name." He cheekily said. Bryanna rolled her eyes. "Well? Tell me." She said as the boy was quiet for a couple of minutes. He grinned. "My name is Camilo!" He happily said.

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