~Camilo x Reader~

Chapter 25: Jealousy part 3

(Y/n's POV)

It was probably around two.. three am? I don't know. I stopped counting minutes after the first hour. I was parched, and starving.

I already drank all of my water. My food was taken by some animals. It was getting colder so I put on my sweats over my shorts so I had some layers.

I was exhausted...

Although I don't regret running away. Camilo is probably better off without me.

I started crying without noticing until I could I saw my tears falling. I didn't made a sound, I cried silently. I didn't want to be found.

If I was found then they would bring me back, and I would see Camilo and Mae happy together. I couldn't bear that.

Silence consumed my mind.

My pounding headache was killing me, although throughout all the pain I was going through, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

His smile, his laugh, his smirk, his stupid jokes.

I just wanted to be in his arms more than anything in the world.

I didn't noticed but it was getting harder to breath. I had to calm myself down.

I tried counting my breaths.

One..

Two

Three..

Four..

...

My vision went black..

*FLASHBACK*

(young y/n)
"I can't want to go back to Julieta's house! I get to see my best friend Isabella!!"
(young Mae)
"Oh yeah? I bet they don't even like you. You're annoying anyways. The only reason why I hang out with you is because everyone loves you! You're a no good, parentless, LOSER!"
(young y/n)
"t-that's not true. I'm not a loser!"
(young Mae)
"Yeah right! Your mother died because she didn't want to have a daughter like you! AND YOUR FATHER LEFT YOU BECAUSE HE KNEW YOU WOULD NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH!!"

I ran away crying, I found a dumpster and hid behind it.

"Mama would've loved me, I told myself. I wish someone loved me.. I wish I was prettier.. I wish I was smarter.. I wish I was stronger.. I wish- I- I- I want my parents..."

I couldn't stop shaking...
My vision was blurry.

I wanted to disappear..

[back to present time]
(Y/n's POV)

I woke up shivering...
My face was stained with tears and I didn't need a mirror to know that my lips were purple.
I'm guessing the temperature dropped by at least twenty degrees. Poor Pepa...

As I tried to stand up I only fell back down. I was too weak. Even so, I carried myself up a tree to hopefully stay away from any dangers. I didn't want to die to say the least.

I just wanted to get away. From Camilo, from Mae, from everyone.

I tried my best to sleep but I couldn't breath properly still. I must've fell asleep for at least 2 hours. I'm guessing it was already morning, but who knows?