Chapter 7: Past Tensions

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Pepa, Augustin and Felix began to head over. A cloud formed over Pepa as she noticed who was the cause of the fight. Julieta and Felix calmed her down

"Go home, Emmanuel. Go! You are not welcome here" Alma yelled

"As you wish" Abuelo said, shoving me out the door. He was closely following me out.

I turned back to see Camilo before I left. He was talking to his Abuela, but he shot me a sad smile before waving goodbye.

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Camilo's POV
I gave y/n a wave goodbye before they finally walked out the door with their Abuelo.

I didn't get to tell them I thought

I hope I'll be able to see them again

...and what was that about and what was so bad about their abuelo

"Are you ok" mom asked, holding my cheek up

"Yeah mami, I'm fine. But what's up with that man" I asked before she started to form a cloud

"Erm, nevermind. Deep breath in, deep breath out" I said, calming my mom. She began to look for Antonio

She shouted into the air. "Dolores, bring Antonio to the base of the tree".

Abuela was trying to lively up the crowd again. "There is nothing wrong now, please, continue to enjoy the party"

Abuela's gaze quickly shot to me

"Camilo, go make yourself useful and entertain our guests" Abuela yelled

"Oh" she said turning around

"And stay away from that person and their Abuelo" Abuela said before walking away

I stood there shocked, not believing what she just said.

She can't do this to me! The one friend I had who really cared for who I was?

"Ay Cameron, get out of your imagination, where's Luisa" someone called to me. It was the man with an extra gut

"It's Camilo" I said in a snappy manner

"What do you need help with?" I asked

"Oh, I just need to know where Luisa is. I need to take these decorations out" he said

"I can help with-"

"Oh no no. Hahaha! Good one" he said, cracking up over his statement

"It's just decorations" I said

"You're just here to be silly. The girls are over probably want you to shift into Mariano again haha. Anyways, I'll look for Luisa. She's actually of use for this job" he laughed

"Ah, Luisa! Come help with this" he shouted, spotting Lusia walking past.

"On it" she said, grabbing the decorations.

"Sorry about that cuz" she said, patting my back. A little too hard, I stumbled forward a few steps

"He deserved that extra gut" she said before taking the decorations

I laughed at that but my smile faded quickly

I'm more than the silly one. Or am I? I don't know, why do people even appreciate me. They just appreciate my gift, not me...I don't even know if I truly know myself either I sighed

Maybe I'm falling into what people perceive me as...

***time skip***

Everyone left already and everyone was sound asleep, except me. I kept tossing and turning.

I got up and walked out of my room. "Ay, casita, can you take me to the roof"

Nothing

"Casita!" I said, stomping a bit. Casita hit me with a railing. "Ow, sorry geez" I said, rubbing my side as casita built me a ladder

I slowly and quietly crept up to the candle sitting on Abuela's window seal. I looked to it as it burned and illuminated the walls.

"Encanto, candle, or whatever I call you. Please, help me find myself." I said quietly before heading back

"Oh and please allow me to continue to meet with y/n, I- I think I like them. Maybe. I just want more time with them. It feels great to have a friend that appreciates me for who I am, even when I don't" I finally climbed down casita's improvised ladder before bumping into Mirabel

"Ay, Mirabel, what are you doing" I said

"Camilo, hey, it's nothing, I just wanted to go the candle...I mean you just did too" she said nervously. I gave her an unimpressed look

I began to head back to my room before she stopped me. "Camilo, I'm. I'm really, really sorry about the photo"

I began to get angry as she reminded me. But I saw she was genuinely sorry. I sighed "it's...*sigh*...it's ok. Goodnight mi prima"

"Night Cami" she said, climbing up to the candle as I watched. Ahh, Just like we used to when we were kids, we'd always make a wish every night.

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