Fake A Smile (Camilo Madrigal x Female Reader)

Grounded

Y/N's Point Of View

I watched Camilo leave after he said all that to my pa, he gave me a little smile as he walked away. My pa stayed silent for a little after that.

"You know, he's right." I said looking up at him. "You don't seem to care very much for me, and a father is supposed to care, love, and support their children, not tear them down, and make them feel not good enough!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, you know exactly what I am talking about!" Tears started forming in my eyes. "Ever since mama died, you've been very distant with me! I know her death was hard for you, and still is, but it's hard for me too you know? She was my mother, my mama, the only one who really cared.." The tears started rolling down my cheeks. My papa was silent. I ran to my bedroom.

I'm glad I got that out, it wasn't everything, but I'm glad I got some of it out. I knew if I kept it in long enough, it would come out in the most inconvenient time. But I wasn't sure how to tell him. A part of me wanted to do something similar to what Camilo did for me, sing a song.

"But, why would I do that? I'm very self conscious about my singing voice, that sounds very dumb and as corny as ever. You're not in a musical Y/N, what are you thinking?" I thought to myself, "What song would I even sing? I defiantly can't write a song! I couldn't write a song if my life depended on it! I don't even know how to! Do you think Camilo would know a song? No, what the heck Y/N, That's dumb, why on earth would you ask Camilo, what song you should sing for your father, to tell him everything you have kept inside? What am I even doing? He probably still wouldn't care if I did that. He didn't come in my room yet to tell me he's sorry, so I assume he's not sorry."

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Camilo's Point Of View

When I left, I felt relived, I finally let that man have it! I didn't beat him up of coarse, So I only let him have some of it... Uh.. heh. Anyway, I also felt sad, I still didn't want to leave her, I didn't feel I had truly made it up to her yet.

"Maybe tomorrow." I said quietly to myself as I arrived at Casita. The door didn't open for me, it normally did, then it hit me. "Uh oh." I remembered how I was arguing with Mirabel, then I ignored my mother, and just stormed out of the house. I was in for a wild ride. I slowly, and quietly opened the door, I walked in, but before I closed the door, Casita slapped me with the door.

"OW!! Hey!" I yelled out, rubbing my back. Suddenly I realized the whole family was standing in front of me, with looks of anger, confusion, and disappointment.

"Well Camilo, what do you have to say for yourself?" Papa said crossly.

"Um..."

"Why were you yelling at Mirabel? And why did you ignore your mother and storm off?" He asked.

"You have some explaining to do." Mama said.

"I know, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to blow up like that, and I needed to see Y/N, so that's why I ignored you mama. I'm sorry."

"Y/N, really Camilo? You ignored your mother just so you could go see Y/N? She was already here, why did you need to see her again?" My papa said seeming very disappointed.

"I... I.. needed to tell her something!" I stuttered.

"Tell her what?" Abuela chimed in.

"I... I.. don't want to say." I lowered my head.

"Very well then, if you won't tell us why you yelled at Mirabel, why you stormed out after ignoring your mother, and why you needed to see Y/N so badly, then I'm afraid we have no other choice, but to ground you." Papa said.

"What?"

"I'm sorry Camilo, but you can't disrespect your mother like that."

I sighed. "For how long?"

"The rest of today and all of tomorrow, now go to you're room." Papa answered.

"Fine." I lowered my head, and walked up the stairs to my bedroom.

---------- The Next Day ----------

Y/N's Point Of View

I woke up the next morning, I got dressed, had breakfast, grabbed my coat and headed out to see Camilo again. I didn't talk to my father, he didn't talk to me either. I made it to Casita and knocked on the door.

"Oh, hola Y/N, are you here to see Mirabel?" Dolores answered the door.

"Oh, no, I'm actually here to see Camilo." I said.

"Oh, well... uh, okay, he's in his room, do you know where it is?" She asked.

"Yes."

"Okay then, you can go on, he won't mind." She told me, walking away.

"Alright, thanks!" I said, going up the stairs to Camilo's bedroom. I knocked on the door.

"Camilo." I softly said. The door opened.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" Camilo asked.

"I wanted to see you, and also there was something I wanted to tell you." I answered. Camilo hesitated.

"A-alright, come on in." He opened the door wider and stepped to the side to let me in. "You can sit right here." He pointed to a little couch placed by the bed.

"Thank you." I sat down, and he sat down on the bed. "What I wanted to say, was thank you. we've probably said that to each other more times than we can count, but I do really mean it when I say that. Thank you for standing up for me with my my pa. It means a lot to me that you did that, because I don't think I would have ever been able to stand up for myself, I guess I was always scared, scared of what he would say or do."

"Well, I couldn't bare to see him treat you like that, I couldn't just walk away. And I hate to hear you like that, I don't want to see you crying because of that, or for any reason for that matter. It just makes me so sad when I see you like that, and it makes me so angry at whoever did that to you. I just wanna see you happy." I smiled at this. He really has a way with words, that just makes my heart sing, if that makes any sense!

"Thank you. You're not a song writer or something are you?" I asked.

"Uhh... why?" He asked confused.

"I don't know, you just have such a way with words! You should write a song someday! You do have the voice for it!" Camilo blushed.

"Well, thank you. But I wouldn't even know where to begin! It has been a dream of mine, to write a song, but I don't know how!"

"You'll figure it out, I'm sure of it! And I'll be your biggest fan!" I smiled at him.

"Well thank you for your support in advance!" We both smiled at each other.