(Angst) Camilo x Reader

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Not requested, but I just had to do this.
Don't ask why I made this in such detail. 🥰
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I stared at Camilo in terror, his lips pressed against hers. The tears begin to fall when he rested his hands on her hips, her giggling so happily and tenderly.

So happily and tenderly.

I felt my heart shatter as the first tear fell off my chin and to the cement. I took a step back, eyes widened.

I turned my heel, running off, eyes shut tightly, forcing more tears out. I hiccuped, arriving at a lake.

I dropped to my knees, sobbing as I covered my face. The image replayed many times, making my feelings feel scattered.

My breath hitched as I felt arms wrapping around me, immediately pushing them away and standing up, eyes widened as I was met with Camilo's happy eyes.

His happy expression dropped to a concerned one as his eyes landed on my tears. He tried to hug me again, I shoved him away harshly. He roughly landed on the ground, wincing.

"Fuck! What the hell is wrong with you, Y/N!?" He yelled, standing up. I gritted my teeth in anger, pointing a threatening finger at him.

"Don't ever get near me again, Camilo Madrigal." I spat, venom dripping in my words which made him widen his eyes. He scattered back up, smiling nervously.

"W-What are you talking about, Y/N, amor? Is this some sort of prank? It's not funny." He spoke, walking closer. I took steps back, my glare never leaving his worried face.

He suddenly ran, his arms wide. I quickly raised my hand, slapping him as hard as I could, which made him stumble and grab his cheek, hissing in pain.

"Go kiss the ugly whore you were kissing earlier. I don't want your disgusting lips on mine again." I hissed, feeling satisfaction as his eyes filled with tears.

He got up more slowly, reaching slowly for me. "Y-You saw..?" he whispered, yet his question was answered as I turned my heel, storming off.

"Y/N..No...Please.." I heard him whisper, which only made me speed up, anger and grief building in me.

He could burn in hell.
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