Chapter 11

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Camilo's chest was heaving, he was angry, upset, sad, disappointed. He felt a lot of things especially now when he can't even see you

Your drawings were fading, as if whatever brought you to him was making sure there was no remnants of you, the drawings that you made that had your face were blurred, he could barely recognize it anymore. He panicked when he realized it, like you were literally disappearing

He stood infront of the painting of his family, the one where you painted, the one with you. You were still intact, he could see you, it calmed him down

"Camilo stop looking at that painting of me," You laughed, sitting beside him a basket of clothes you were helping Dolores with was discarded to the side "Please, I can't look at myself when I draw them I look so weird"

He blinks as the memory resurfaces, all before you disappeared again, he screams in frustration. He misses you. He needs you. He looks up being greeted by the painting he stood up, kicking the table his family set up a couple of hours ago, shattering some of the glass they placed there, toppling over one that had juice in it (something Dolores told him to drink since he hasn't eaten in days), destroying the sketch he placed on the table, anger washing over him that he didn't even realize until it was too late

He quickly took it, desperately trying to dry it, using his ruana to wipe it "No no no no no" He murmurs aggressively trying to dry it, smudging, destroying the paper in the process, he couldn't see anymore, tears blocking his view "Y/n" he called out in pain staring at the painting, maybe you'll return and tell him its ok, that this could be fixed, maybe even hug him and tell him this was a prank, a very cruel prank. He wanted to hear you again, to see you and hug you, to watch you sketch or paint again.

He yells again, ripping it completely, before aggressively scratching out your face from the painting.

Seeing you hurts.

Seeing this painting hurts.

Not seeing you hurts.

He refuses to stop not until he can't see you anymore.

Until he finally got rid of you.

His hands started hurting and he falls to his knees, covering his face as he sobs. He misses you. "Y/n please" he pleads in between sobs "comeback"

The world was crashing down on him. 

He felt helpless

He felt broken

The girl he loves, the one who wanted to stay with him, the one who helped him remmeber who he is, is no where to be found

You left him

You are the reason why he feels helpless

You are the reason why he feels broken

"Camilo" Pepa whispers and he looks at his mother who hugs him

"She's not coming back is she?" He asks voice cracking

"I don't know" she answers "I'm so sorry"

"I don't know" she answers "I'm so sorry"

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