What If I Fall?~Sequel to Camilo x reader

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Trigger Warning: Mentions of abuse.

Camilo's POV

It's been one week since she left. 5 days since i wrote and sent her a letter. 3 days since i went there and asked to see her. She came to the door with sunglasses. Of course I asked her what was up with the glasses but she just shrugged and laughed it off like it was nothing. Something is wrong. I know it. It was 2 o clock in the morning but im going to climb in her fucking window if i have to.

Y/n's POV

I was sitting at the bottom of my closet. Again. I was hiding. I thought about the un-sent letters sitting safely in my locked dresser drawers. There were three of them. One was addressed to Jackson, one was addressed to Ryder and the last one, of course, was addressed to Camilo. Last night, I was laying in my bed sleeping and he came in, drunk or high. I told him to get out and he...he wrapped his hands around my neck. I couldn't brathe. I thought I was going to die. Tears were running down my face as I realized I was touching my neck. I still felt his hands wrapped around my neck. I choked back a sob as I continued to keep quiet. I don't think ill sleep ever again. I thought about sleeping during the day but Mrs. Hale keeps me busy with chores until late. Occasionally I get some bread and water, but nothing good. I let out a shaky breath. I thought about going back to the city but I couldn't keep running away. I was due back for a visit but i doubt that Mrs and Mr. Hale would let me step foot out of this house. I heard footsteps in my room. Was he in here? How did I not hear him come in? I put a hand over my mouth to muffle the sobs.

"Y/n?" I heard someone whisper. Camilo? I took a deep breath and wiped at my tears with the back of my hand. Do I come out? I shouldn't. I have a black eye and bruises around my neck. I was the cause of so many people getting banished. Just then the closet door was being opened and Camilo crouched down to my level.

"Are you okay?" he asked, concerned. I couldn't say anything. I was latched onto him in a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly. He rested his chin on top of my head as he gently stroked my hair.

"What's going on Y/n?" He asked.

"I'm just happy to see you" I lied.

"You're lying," He said gingerly. He tilted my chin up so I was looking at him. Even though my room was dark the moon shone down right down on my face, revealing my black eye, and bruised neck.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Camilo asked, obviously hurt. My eyes grew wide.

"You can't tell anyone," I demanded. Camilo sighed.

"I have-"

"No you don't have to tell anyone" I cut him off.

"Y/n, i have to tell someone" Camilo huffed. Tears began to escape my eyes.

"Please" I pleaded.

"Why?" He asked.

"Just, please?" I asked.

"Fine" Camilo huffed eventually. I sighed a sigh of relief.

"But i can't promise that i'm not going to shove myself into your life as much as possible" Camilo whispered. I grinned to myself.

"Okay"

A/n~ Hi everyone! I am looking to change the covers for both my books. If you want to create one and send it to me i will choose one. Love you all!