A/N: Fucking finally, right? Something y'all have been waiting for and I've been procrastinating for so long to write, is finally here. I hope y'all enjoy it.
SUMMARY: After arriving home from L.A. and following what Y/N thought was their dream, they've found out that their dream didn't reside in a career, but a person. However, things don't always work out the way they do in the movies. • gender neutral reader • AU • part 2 to imagine #22 CotH (Castle on the Hill)
WARNING(S): death
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Y/N's POV:
"Y/N?" Camila's voice reached my ears. Her brown eyes showed close to no emotion as she stared at me, standing there with my luggage in one hand and heart in the other.
"Yeah..." I said as I looked anywhere but her eyes. I just couldn't bring myself to meet them. How could I? I had no idea what to expect. Would it be anger in those brown orbs that held such a familiarity to them for me? Would it be sadness? Would it be confusion? "It's me."
The silence was nearly deafening.
"What are you doing here?" She asked after a couple moments of neither of us talking.
"I, um," My voice faltered in my explanation as to why I was there. I decided to go with a simpler approach but still said the words that resonated with me most. "I missed you. A lot." I finally looked up, sucking up whatever I would have to go through when I looked into those eyes. When I met Camila's eyes, my heart dropped straight down to my feet.
Her brown eyes that used to be full of warmth and love when she saw me were now only cold and showed nothing.
"I missed you too, honey." A voice filled my ears, breaking me out of my trance.
I glanced over at who'd spoken, realizing that I had forgotten my mother was standing there too.
"Mom." I said, a smile starting take over my grave as I saw her familiar form. She looked a bit older since I had last seen her but she still looked as good as ever.
My mother returned my smile, "It's good to see you, darling."
"It's good to see you too."
The sound of footsteps walking away came to my attention, making me look over just in time to see the back of Camila as she walked back into the house without another word towards me.
I opened my mouth to call after her but it was like the words were lodged into my throat. I felt like I as suffocating by my own unspoken words.
