✨Camilo madrigal x chubby reader✨

Maybe not so lucky..

✨STILL CAMILOS POV✨

"WHAT IS THIS!!???"

Abuela saw me and y/n..she didn't look happy at all..

I looked at y/n she looked a surprised I was still holding her by the waist

"Camilo you can do better than that! She doesn't deserve to be in this family by the looks of her." Abuela said I could tell y/n was holding tears back

I wouldn't let her hurt y/n and judge her for her looks she was beautiful how she was and no one would or could tell me or her otherwise.

"Abuela You lost ur husband and you where upset about it how do you think I would feel if I let y/n leave because she can't go up to ur standards!" I screamed at abuela..she looked shocked.

Mama mostly for how I had mentioned grandpa but I was so pissed she judges everything everyone for how they look and now that I was happy..

I wasn't gonna let her take y/n away from me.

"She may not have a 'perfect body' or be as perfect as you think isa is! I won't always be nice and a jokester and just stand aside for you to judge our family! You already hurt mirabel because she didn't have a gift like if it was a bad thing! And isa trying to make her perfect!"

She was shocked mama was too but she knew it was true.

✨UR POV✨

Camilo stood up for me..he looked hurt after what he said but still he stood not breaking into any emotions.

He had told his grandma the obvious..Isabella looked in pain the whole family did..

✨SKIPPING TO THE NEXT DAY✨

After last night they all talked it out but what was weird is that they didn't mention Bruno at all..

I was thinking and sitting down on the steps until Pepa and her husband Félix asked "what are you thinking about Mija?" Pepa said I trusted her so I said

"Why do you guys not talking about Bruno..?"

We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but

"But why-"

It was my wedding day (It was our wedding day)
We were getting ready
And there wasn't a cloud in the sky (no clouds allowed in the sky)
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin (thunder)
You telling this story or am I?
I'm sorry, mi vida, go on
Bruno says, "It looks like rain" (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day but anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?

"Camilo? Why are-"

A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno

"But maybe Bruno!-"

He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)
He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read

"Isabella- but.."

He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine (Óye, Mariano's on his way)
He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now

"BUT BRUNO IS NOT AN EVIL PERSON!" I screamed at them..

"Mi amor just please understand.." Camilo held my hands in his..

"But Bruno lives with me and my family he has done nothing wrong!" I told Camilo but he put a hand on my cheek and kissed my head

"Let's talk about this later mi amor Isabellas boyfriend is here for dinner." Camilo was sweet and caring I loved him..but abuela didn't approve..