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A Dark Secret

Summary:

After someone she trusted did something unforgivable, a sixteen year old Dolores finds herself in a horrible predicament where's she's expecting that person's child. Luckily her brother, older cousin and mama are there to help her, but what is Doli going to do now?

Notes:

So I saw a theory that Dolores was Antonio's mom and thought it was interesting! So... enjoy!

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Chapter 1: The start of the problems

Summary:

It's Dolores's Quince, and her father is way too interested in her growing up...

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"You look lovely Doli." Félix smiled, helping Dolores zip up her dress. The girl with great hearing smiled at her papi as she placed her tiara in her hair. She listened to her father laugh a bit as he helped tie a necklace around her, well, neck.

"Can't believe my baby girl is turning into a woman." He smiled, beaming as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, hugging her. She rolled her eyes playfully, "Okay papi, you can let go now."

"Are you excited?"

"You know it." She smiled. She couldn't help but get excited at the thought of her Quinceañera today! She had finally reached a certain age and now it was her big day. Her papi placed his hand on her hips, smiling. Dolores just shrugged as she took his hand, ready to go there. The two of them finally reached the actual party.

"Mi amor! You look beautiful!" Her mami, Pepa, spoke. A rain cloud formed above her head. Her papi laughed, shooing the cloud away.

"Pepi, amor, you're going to get her all wet!"

Her younger brother, Camilo, smiled up at her. "She looks very pretty, doesn't she?"

"Yes Cami, your big sister is very pretty." Félix agreed with a smile as some waltz-y music played in the background. Dolores felt bursting with joy as Félix offered her his hand. "It's time for your first dance, with me!" He smiled. Dolores took his hand, looking him in the eyes and seeing the pride in them.

The father and daughter duo started to waltz, everyone keeping their eyes on them. She couldn't help but smile as her papi laughed a little again, his hand down on her hip.

"My baby girl really has turned into a woman, hasn't she?"

She nodded as she danced along until the song ended as Félix twirled her back into the crowd. Her mami swooned watching him.

"That man can really do something when dancing, can't he?" She asked Dolores' tía,her sister, Julieta. The latter just shrugging, not understanding the appeal.

"Next you have to dance with your brother." Félix laughed as Dolores playfully rolled her eyes, offering her hand to Camilo as the two danced along to the music. To be honest, she knew that a lot more loud shit would happen as the dance ended and more fast paced music played. She knew that usually you'd have to dance with your friends but outside Isabela and the rest of her family, she didn't have many friends.

So... not many people to dance with, she supposed. She sighed as she watched a certain man in the corner of her eyes, her crush, Mariano, dancing with Isabela. She drooped and sat on a seat as more upbeat music, a song called "Colombia, Mi Encanto" played. Dolores bopped along to the music, a brief smile coming across her face.

"Haha, Doli come dance!" Félix smiled as he pulled her off her seat and twirled her. Her bad mood instantly went away. He could instantly snap someone out of a bad mood and dance with them until they were in a pool of their own sweat on the ground. Plus, it's not like he DIDN'T have a lot of people charmed by him. She smiled as her papi gently cupped her face, kissing her on the forehead as she was now moving her body to the rhythm, and she couldn't help but smile when he even shooed off her mami with a "I'll dance with you later, right now I want to dance with my grownup daughter!".

It really was all about her, wasn't it?

Doli couldn't help but be happy as Félix held her closer. Like earlier when he was helping her with her dress, she felt his hands move to her hips as they danced. Sure, it felt a bit "off", but Dolores didn't pay it too much attention as she held onto her father.

Finally a bit of attention on her! While she adored her older cousin, admittedly Dolores could be jealous of the attention that Señorita Perfecta Isabela would get.

After a long time from dancing, Dolores finally sat down as it was now time for the quinceañera cake! She smiled as it was cut, eating a slice when offered. Giggling from the corner of her eye she watched Camilo try shapeshifting into a myriad of people to get seconds, and being called out by abuela.

"Are you having a good day mi amor?" Félix asked his daughter, sitting next to her as he stroked her hair. Dolores smiled softly, nuzzling into his hand.

"I love it. Thanks papi!"

She beamed a little as Félix softly kissed her on the forehead, cupping her face. "But no matter how old you get Doli, you'll always be my baby girl."

Dolores was now resting her head on his shoulder, a little tired as she let out a yawn. The party was nearly over anyway, so she stood up and nodded, "I'll be in my room now." She whispered, walking to her room carrying a spare slice of cake from the party, but first stopping at a painting near her room. When no one was looking, she lifted it to reveal a hole behind the painting as she placed the cake into the room. Knocking on the painting before she then walked into her room.

She rubbed her eyes as she went to her hammock, got changed into her pajamas, grabbed a weighted blanket and pulled it over her as she rested on her hammock before she noticed the door open to see her papi standing there.

"Papi? What's wrong?" She asked as he locked the door. Okay... things were weird...

"Dolores, amor... since you're a woman now, there's a couple of things you can do now. And since I'm your papi, well, I think I should be doing these things with you."

"But if I'm a woman now... wouldn't I have to do these things on my own?"

"Well, yes." He started saying, looking like he agreed a little, but then adding "There are certain things... you can't do on your own. And I think since I love you, I should at least help you get used to something you'll be doing a lot from now on."

Dolores giggled, "Like drinking alcohol?" She asked playfully, a small smile across her face, hiding the fact that she and Isabela had been taking swigs from her mami's aguardiente.

Félix shook his head, cupping her face, "No amor, something... more adult, but since you're a grown woman and my daughter, I think you can handle it. Plus, people do say when two people love each other a lot they do this... thing together. You get me?"

Well that definitely threw Dolores off, not quite expecting that…

“Papi I don’t think that… well… I should be doing THAT with you…”

Then again, she loved her papi and she knew he loved her. Right? So maybe this wasn't that bad, although it felt a little weird.

Right?

“Amor, you know that I love you, and when people love each other they do this. Don’t you love me?”

Dolores felt guilty as she looked at her papi, who seemed to be frowning, upset. “I love you Dolores… please, you’re an adult now, and if you still love your papi, you’d do it.”

Eventually, Dolores just gave in, sighing.

"That's a good girl." He purred as Dolores nodded her “approval”. Feeling him cup her face again and kiss her forehead before she felt her pajamas getting removed and feeling her father kiss her neck before she got laid down onto her hammock by her father as he moved his hands to her chest.

Chapter 2: A Problem Arises

Summary:

After that horrible night, Dolores is left confused on what happened, before she ends up finding out something horrible.

Chapter Text

Well... last night was definitely... an event unique to Dolores.

Pulling her blanket off her, she noticed she was still naked from last night before putting her pajamas back on and going into her ball pit. Letting herself get covered in colorful balls, she relaxed.

Okay it was time to note that something major happened last night. She had fucking intercourse with her father.

She thought to herself as she did her hair up in it's usual style, playing in the ball pit. Was that really that bad? Like Félix said to her, when two people really love each other, they do that. And I guess that was just evidence that her papi really did love her. Maybe more than Camilo?

This went through her mind, there was nothing illegal or weird about this, right? So maybe she was just being nervous because it was her first time? She was over the age of consent and she did consent to whatever had just happened. Yeah! That's probably why.

She grabbed her skirt and top and her red ribbon before heading down to breakfast. Humming "Colombia, Mi Encanto" as she sat down at the breakfast table, sitting next to her papi.

"Remember Doli, many people don't like knowing that other people.... did the devil's tango. So don't tell anyone, okay?" He whispered to her so that only she could hear. Since, well, the impressive hearing.

Nodding timidly, feeling a little off despite everything, she forced a smile at her papi. "I had a great time..." She mumbled. That wasn't fully a lie, she really liked the party and the dancing, but something was bugging her....

No no, she was just paranoid since it was her first time. That's all.

She finished up her caldo de costilla and rice before standing up to do some look out. Basically her job was to listen out for anything bad or to report any news to Abuela. Heading to the roof of casita, she sat up. She perked her ears up when she heard Mariano mumbling something. Another poem it seems. She smiled softly, listening to it. Then sadness followed of course, knowing that it was for Isabela. Or maybe not? She smiled a tiny bit as she heard a line of "Your gorgeous brown hair".

Actually... Dolores didn't let herself get her hopes up. Maybe he thought Isabela's hair was just a very dark brown. She sighed and sobbed for a while, not even hearing someone else climb up onto the roof.

"Is this roof taken?" Asked Isabela.

"Huh? Oh, no, what's wrong?" Dolores questioned, sitting up as the flower lady sat next to her, gently touching her hand.

"Something feels off. Last night I ran into Tio Félix and he seemed to be in a rush while coming from your room. When I tried to talk to him he just said that he had to go to bed instantly and not to disturb you for the rest of the night. Did something happen between the two of you?"

Dolores shook her head, her heartbeat increasing harder and faster. She bit her lip in fear, but Isabela didn't look the slightest bit convinced.

"I swear I could've heard something coming from your room, I saw him enter, I walked off, then he was flushed when I ran into him! What the hell happened?!"

"Nothing, okay Isabela?" Dolores commented, covering her ears from the noise as Isabela gently took her hand again and gave it a squeeze.

"Alright, I'll believe you for now Dolores, but if my suspicions on what REALLY happened last night turn out to be true, the very last thing your "papi" sees will be the vines that strangle him to death!" She hissed.

Okay, she definitely could NOT tell Isabela what happened... she didn't want her papi to die... but then again, she was over the age of consent and she DID consent. So that automatically means her papi didn't do anything wrong! How could he?

Everything would be okay. If anything she'll probably forget about it in a few days.

Okay. One month later... she definitely did NOT forget.

She woke up with a severe headache as she ran into the bathroom, feeling something in her stomach as she started to throw up into the toilet. She gripped onto the sides as she just puked her guts out, tears forming as she stood up and wiped her mouth with the tissue paper. Good LORD that was horrible! Was it something she ate? How could it be? She only ate things made by her Tia Julieta, and her cooking healed everyone!

Something wasn't right.

Checking the cupboards in the bathroom, she took out a dreaded test. There could only be one thing she could do.

Looking at it, she quickly took the test before she heard her name being called for breakfast.

Shit! She had to go down!

Running down to the outside, she scoffed a little as she saw Camilo shapeshifting into her to try and sneak more food, before he noticed her and shapeshifted back to normal and heading back to the table. She smiled a little as she filled her plate with some arepas and avocados. Yum!

Taking a seat next to Isabela, she waved at her prima as she started to eat her breakfast and drink some hot chocolate. Luckily the food was... being kept down. Maybe it was just a bad day and when she went back to the bathroom that test would be negati-

"FAMILY!" Announced abuela, walking to the head of the table, looking surprised. "I found a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom! Would the person who took this test please let me know?"

WELL SHIT!

Dolores froze in a panic, that test was hers! She was pregnant?! Oh no! Her life was over! She was probably going to be shamed from the family and branded as the "Encanto Puta" for life now.

Before she could raise her hand however, she caught her mami's eye, who seemed to have worked out why Dolores looked scared before she stood up.

"It's mine mamá."

Dolores sighed in relief as she heard the family cheer, having to cover her ears. She felt Isabela give her hand a small squeeze, looking at her, before whispering "Meet me in the bathroom. We need to talk."

She nodded as she headed there, Pepa following.

The lady with the good hearing sighed in relief as she collapsed on the floor. Pepa sitting next to her, keeping her voice down in a whisper.

"It's yours, isn't it amor?" She asked, looking scared as a cloud formed, Dolores shamefully nodded her head as Isabela hugged her. Pepa muttered some "clear skies" before looking at her.

"Okay, I managed to distract the family for a bit. What are you going to do about it? If you keep it I'll pretend to be pregnant until it's born and then I'll be adopting it. Okay? If you want to get rid of it, I'll pretend I miscarried, but I'm here for you amor..."

Thinking about her options, well... she had no choice. She had to keep it. If abuela ever found out she'd murder her for getting rid of it. If she didn't already murder her for being pregnant in the first place.

"I'm keeping it until it's born." She muttered. The bathroom door opened a bit, Camilo standing there before sneaking in.

"I heard everything." He whispered, "But I'll keep it secret. This sounds bad."

"It's very bad Camilo. Trust me." Pepa told him, holding him close. "I need you to be a good boy and not tell anyone the truth. We may need your help in the next few months."

He nodded as he rested his head on his mama, the two of them walking out, leaving Dolores and Isabela in the bathroom.

"Who is it?"

"What do you mean Isa?"

Isabela glared at her with a look that could murder everyone in sight, "You know what I mean! Who's the father?!"

"Can't I keep that information private?"

"This is important Dolores! Who did you sleep with?! I don't care if it's someone like Mariano, you can tell me!"

Dolores got scared, shaking her head, "I can't say!"

"Then who's could it be-" It was that moment when both women in the room realized who it was.

Standing up, Isabela opened the door and left. "I'll kill him."

Chapter 3: More Problems Arise and Isabela Attempts A Murder

Summary:

Isabela works out what happened, and she is out for Félix's blood. Dolores makes a friend.

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"No! You can't do that!" Dolores whimpered, pulling Isabela back. This caused the flower loving lady to glare at her in anger. "I have too!"

"Please! Isa! If papi finds out... he'll...."

"He'll what Doli?"

This left Dolores there to ponder. What WOULD happen if her father find out that she was pregnant and since he was the only man who she had sexual intercourse with...

Holy fucking shit she was pregnant with her FATHER'S child.

That was fucked...

She sniffled a little, gently placing her hands on her stomach, knowing there was now a tiny little human thing inside her. This didn't feel.... real....

"Just..... please please please don't tell anyone else!" Dolores cried, into her shoulder, clinging onto her ruining her dress with her tears. Sighing, Isabela patted her on the back, "I won't."

"Promise?"

"Promise. Look, if you want I can hit your stomach with my vines or give you a flower to eat to cause a miscarriage and I promise that Abuela will NEVER find out." Isabela tried to reassure her, cupping her face as she wiped her tears away from her cousin's face. Dolores shook her head, trembling as she collapsed on her knees.

"I can't! If she does find out I'm deader than abuelo!" She sobbed, placing her face in her palms as tears soaked her face and hands. She could barely even hear Isabela sneak out from the sound of her own tears.

Forcing herself to stand up, she stood by the stairs and watched as Isabela snuck up to Félix from behind before grabbing him by the neck with her vines.

"Huh?! What is this?!" Félix asked in a panic, Dolores forcing every part of her body to not rush out and help him as Isabela tightened her grasp with the plants.

Narrowing her eyes, Isabela snarled out a "Don't you think that my prima, your own DAUGHTER, is a little young for you Félix?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" He cried, Dolores finally running down the halls to the stairs, trying to climb down the stairs before running towards the two. Almost instantly however, she felt herself getting held back by something. Taking a look at her wrists and legs, she saw vines wrapped around them, preventing her from intervening.

"Don't act stupid Félix! I worked out what happened that night! You hurt your own CHILD! My PRIMA! And now, her life is RUINED because of you!"

"I didn't do anything! Did she say I did?!"

"She didn't need to tell me, I'm smart enough to work it out, and now I'll make sure that you will NEVER hurt anyone again!" She tightened the vines around his neck, concentrating on that.

"NO DON'T HURT HIM!" Dolores screamed, sobbing as Abuela and Agustín came running into the hall, pulling Isabela back as the vines snapped and released Dolores and Félix.

"Isabela! Félix! What happened?!" Agustín gasped, trying his best to separate the two.

Dolores watched as Félix cleared his throat, taking deep breaths after his niece nearly strangled him to death as he looked at Isabela and the other two adults.

"She was angry about something, I think it was something Dolores did, and when I tried to calm her down she got mad and attacked."

"Is this true?" Agustín asked Isabela, who was fuming with rage, but Dolores watched sadly as Isabela nodded. What exactly COULD Isabela say? Dolores asked her not to tell anyone and she promised she wouldn't.

"And why are you here Dolores?" Félix asked, looking up at her. Shrugging, Dolores just watched as Agustín and Abuela took Isabela out of the room, leaving just Félix and Dolores.

"Doli, come with me." Félix spoke sternly as he grasped her wrist in his hand, dragging her to her room.

The second the two of them reached a soundproof corner where no one else could hear them, she felt herself get pinned to the wall in annoyance.

"Papi, I had nothing to do with Isabela! I swear! This is what it's about, right?" She sobbed, "I was trying to protect you from her!"

"I know you're lying to me Dolores! Now I'll give you another chance to tell the truth, what did you have to do with this!?"

"Nothing!" She continued to sob, covering her chest and stomach, hoping the fetus wouldn't have to hear any of this. Well, it would be around a few weeks old now, right?

She watched as Félix glared at her, "I told you to tell me the truth Dolores! You and I both know I would never hurt you! I'm mad but also hurt, why on earth would you lie to poor Isa? I'll explain to her that you were just upset over an argument we had and you had to make up those silly lies about me! I still love you of course, but those are very serious accusations Doli! Just... I don't want to see you for the rest of the night, okay?" He left the room, slamming the door behind him.

Dolores laid on her hammock, sniffling a bit. Knowing that if anyone else found out, she was fucked beyond belief. They'd probably kick her out of the Encanto and she'd die alone and unloved.

It was then she felt something land on her chest. Looking at it, it seemed to be a....

Toucan?

The toucan put it's head to the side, squawking a bit and flying around, looking at her stomach.

"So you know, don't you?" Sighed Dolores as the toucan let out a sad squawk, trying to rub it's head against her cheek before flying towards the window. She walked towards the window, looking out as the toucan flew around the sky. She chuckled as she checked her room, taking out some dragon fruit from a cupboard and offering it to him.

The toucan gladly took it, eating it up and flapping its wings, Dolores smiled softly.

"I'm calling you Pico." She laughed before dropping to the floor.

"...What am I going to do..." She asked herself.

Chapter 4: Atropa Belladonna

Summary:

Félix "punishes" Dolores for what happened last chapter, Dolores talks to Camilo, and eventually the pain gets too bad for her. Shit sure does happen!

Notes:

Hey heads up, this fic consists of attempted suicide, implied csa, child abuse, talk of abortions and miscarriage. Stay safe <3

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

That evening, Dolores was still in her room when her father walked in.

Great.

What did he want now?

"...Hello Papi." She forced herself to say, faking a smile as the two of them made eye contact before Félix walked over to her hammock.

"Dolores."

Sighing, she looked away from him and let out a sigh as Félix started to remove her shirt.

"I decided to forgive you for telling those lies that I hurt you to Isabela. But you need to do something for me."

"What is it papi." She muttered under her breath, praying that the fetus inside her couldn't hear anything that's happening now.

Félix forced her face to his as he kissed her forehead, his hands moving to her chest.

"Well, you know I love you, but after those horrible lies you told, I don't think you love me anymore..."

She couldn't even face him, trying to avoid eye contact as she forced tears back.

"Do you love me Dolores?"

Forcing herself to speak, all she could muster out was a "Yes papi..."

"You're a papi's girl. Aren't you?"

Nodding, Dolores looked away from him as she felt him moving his hands much... lower.

"Yes papi..."

Dolores watched Félix nod at her, laying her back down on the hammock.

"Prove it then. I want evidence you love me."

A part of her was praying that by "showing love", he meant something that wasn't THAT.

But it was stupid to pray.

Making sure she wasn't crying, she said nothing as Félix started to remove her skirt, feeling him kissing her neck again.

"Papi no..."

"Don't you love me Doli?" Félix asked in a hurt voice.

What was she supposed to say?

There was no point in fighting him. He would probably murder her.

So all she could do was nod as she heard the sound of something unzipping.

"O-Okay..."

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Eventually he left after that horrible ordeal, Dolores started to cry, letting herself scream in the soundproof section of her room, wrapping her arms around her stomach.

"I'm sorry I have to bring you into this world..." She sobbed to her stomach, looking down at it.

She felt disgusted with herself before hearing a knock on her door.

Wiping her tears away, Dolores threw her clothes on, opening her door as her little brother Camilo walked in.

"Mami told me to bring up food for you..." He said, passing her a bowl.

"Gracias hermano." Dolores smiled at him, ruffling his hair.

Camilo tilted his head, looking at her.

"Why were you crying?"

Sighing, knowing that he couldn't know, she simply smiled.

"I wasn't crying." She lied.

"You look like you are crying..."

But she simply shook her head.

Sitting down, she ate her food, but even her tia's cooking felt bland in her mouth. Even some Sancocho, which was one of her favorite dishes, felt like nothing in her throat.

"Mami said I need to pretend to be you for a few months... she says you're having a baby... are you Doli?"

Sighing, Dolores simply nodded as Camilo hugged his sister.

"...She also said that she is going to pretend to be having the baby... so me and you are getting a little hermano or hermana... but... it's actually your hijo or hija?"

She watched him as his pupils shrunk, his usual cheerful grin not on his face.

This boy was only ten years old and he was already being dragged into all this horrible stuff.

All she could do was nod as she wrapped her arms around her stomach.

"I don't want this baby..." She sobbed, Camilo immediately hugging her tightly.

"It's going to be okay..."

Dolores sobbed into his hair, holding him in her arms, all she could do was cry.

"...Hermana?"

Looking at Camilo, Dolores wiped her tears away.

"Yes?"

"...Who's the papi?"

Oh no.

This question.

Watching him, Dolores knew that she couldn't tell him that their papi was the baby's papi. That technically this was both their sibling AND her child, along with being Camilo's sobrino or sobrina.

What was she supposed to say!?

"Is it Mariano?" He whispered, giggling.

Ha. She wished.

"Is it a guy we don't know?"

All she could do was nod sadly.

There was no other way for her to respond.

And technically they didn't know the person who did all this to her, and it felt like a completely different person to the papi she grew up with.

So in a way... no, they didn't know who's child she was carrying.

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With a whimper, Dolores got up. She walked over to her closet, grabbing a skirt. She went pale when she realized it didn't fit her anymore.

Shit!

It had been about four months since her quince, and at this point she realized that she was starting to show.

And it made her sick.

Luckily the morning sickness had... at least cooled down. But now whenever she heard the flutter from the baby inside her, all she wanted to do was to break down and cry.

She HATED him. She probably wouldn't say it, but she hated him for what he did to her.

And she hated this baby. She didn't want it. If it wasn't for the fact she knew her abuela would have her skinned alive and branded her the town puta, she would've gladly swallowed some of her prima's poisonous or abortifacients flowers.

Dolores could feel a lot of things, but nothing was positive.

She was disgusted, disgraced, ashamed, sad.... and angry.

Heading towards a soundproof section of her room, Dolores let more tears rush down her face as she screamed. Relieved no one could hear her. Even if it hurt her ears, she didn't care. There was a bigger hurt right inside her.

And she wanted to do anything to get rid of i-

That's when an idea came to her mind.

Her abuela couldn't punish her for "killing a baby" and "destroying the miracle" if she was dead.

Hell, I'm sure her family would lie and pretend that she didn't know she was pregnant.

It was either that or live with the pain. And to her, it was an obvious choice.

At least she could go out on her own terms.

So that day, when Isabela was out tending to the village, Dolores went into her room.

Looking around the room in admiration for all the beautiful flowers, she beamed as she noticed the certain berries she was looking for.

Atropa Belladonna.

Or more commonly known to the people in the world?

Deadly nightshade.

Surprised how Isa knew this plant, considering it didn't grow in Colombia, Dolores picked some of the berries. Looking JUST like elderberries or even blueberries.

Delicious.

Isabela told her about these particular plants. She warned everyone in the family not to eat them. The deadly dose was about ten to twenty berries. Well, Dolores was particularly peckish today, so perhaps she should try about twenty.

Just to be on the safe side, you don't want to die on an empty stomach, now do you?

She licked her lips, a smile coming to her face as she shoved the berries into her mouth. The sweetness of the berries overwhelming her mouth as she swallowed them down her throat and looked up to the roof of the room as she collapsed.

Finally, her pain will be gone. She'll never have to face anything like this ever again.

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Ten year old Mirabel waddled into Isabela's room, walking over to Dolores when she saw her "taking a nap" on the floor.

"Prima?! Isa told us not to eat those berries!" She screamed, immediately running into the kitchen.

Mirabel pulled at her mother's apron, "Mami! Mami!"

"What is it, Mirabel?"

"Dolores got into Isabela's Nightshade!"

Julieta covered her mouth in horror as she grabbed a tray of arepas. The two women ran into Isabela's room, seeing Dolores passed out on the floor.

"She's still breathing, there's time." Julieta said to Mirabel as the two of them shoved arepa after arepa into Dolores's mouth, moving her head up and down to help her chew and swallow.

The young girl whimpered as she gripped her mami's hand, "Why did prima eat the berries?"

A saddened expression came across Julieta's face as she sighed, "Maybe... maybe she mistook the berries for blueberries or elderberr-"

Almost instantly, Julieta froze in horror when she placed a hand on the waking girl's stomach, feeling a kick. Feeling... movement.

She covered her mouth again, tears forming.

Was her sobrina... pregnant?

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Huh?!

Dolores was so confused when she woke up, alive, and well.

But that confusion disappeared when she saw Mirabel and Julieta kneeling by her, and she could instantly piece together what happened.

Great.

"Dolores! Isa told us not to eat those berries! Why did you eat them!?" Mirabel gasped, looking so scared.

All Dolores could do was whimper as she forced her tears back.

And it got even worse.

It would be one thing if this plan only half failed and she survived but the THING growing inside her died. At least Dolores would feel....

Safer. Not as trapped.

But no.

All Dolores could do was sit up in horror as she heard the squirming and fluttering and kicking of the fetus.

The healing saved it too.

And now that she attempted suicide, there was no way out of this.

"Dolores... Can we talk?" Julieta asked her, frowning.

Notes:

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Chapter 5: A Horrible Father

Summary:

Julieta talks to Dolores, who then talks to Mariano. And the truth is found by someone who shouldn't have found it.

Notes:

This chapter contains implied rape, child abuse and potential gaslighting. Just a heads up.

Chapter Text

Bringing her to the kitchen, Julieta put up a stool and patted the counter.

"Sit."

Dolores let out a squeak, but climbed up and sat there, still hearing the thing squirming inside her stomach. She frowned as she looked at her tía.

"Dolores... we need to talk." Said Julieta, looking at her with worry, "Why..."

"Why what?" Dolores asked, looking for a drink.

Passing her a glass of water, Julieta looked at her sobrina in sadness. Then looking at her stomach.

"I know the truth... when I was healing you, I could feel your stomach... there was something squirming.... I could feel it..."

She froze, seeing her tía's expression turn to concern, as Julieta teared up.

"...My hermana isn't pregnant, is she?"

Shaking her head, Dolores refused to make eye contact with her.

"It's yours, isn't it?"

After a moment's hesitation, Dolores closed her teared up eyes as she nodded.

Sniffling, Julieta wiped her own tears away, her voice going soft but scared.

"Oh Dolores... you're still a kid yourself...."

Dolores sniffled. She knew.

"How did you.... how did it happen.... who's the..."

She covered her mouth, her eyes filled with more tears as she refused to take another glance at her tía.

"Please talk to me Doli..."

But that was it. Would she believe that her brother in law, Dolores's own FATHER, was the one who caused this?

Dolores shook her head, crossing her arms, "You... You don't know him!"

"...You would tell me or your mami if you.... if they forced you, right?" She cupped her face, wiping her tears.

"O-Of course tía!"

"Do you want this baby?"

Shaking her head, Dolores felt pathetic as more tears rushed down her face and she let out more cries of pain.

"I never wanted this baby! I wish I could've done something earlier but I was scared that abuela would murder me some more if she ever found out that..."

Julieta passed her some tissues, patting her on the head.

"Would you like a drink of some sort?"

Nodding, Dolores looked down in shame, barely able to drink the juice she was given.

"I promise I won't tell anyone, okay?" Julieta whispered, wiping her tears away. "But... why would you try to... kill yourself..."

"I felt like it was all I could do..." Wrapping her arms around her stomach, hearing the baby squirming and she sobbed more when she felt and heard a very tiny kick.

After she drank some juice, Dolores looked at her in sadness. "It's not that I don't want kids one day... but..."

"You're a child Dolores. This was never meant to be forced onto you. I wish I knew earlier... Look, I can be your doctor. I'll heal you and help my hermana and play along with you, but no one can find out. I won't tell a soul, but we need to make sure that abuela never finds out... does Félix know?"

Freezing, Dolores shook her head, trembling, sniffling. "No... I don't think so... I hope not."

"Do you want him to know? It does involve him..."

Dolores shook her head, looking up at her in fear, curling up into a ball.

"...Do you want to go upstairs?" She asked, Dolores just nodded and headed to her room as all she could do was sit on the floor of her room, her hands on her stomach, hearing her baby- her FATHER'S baby, squirm.

"Why..."

She sniffled into her pillow as she pulled it closer, looking at her stomach, "You don't deserve to be brought into this world... and that monster is going to raise you... Dios mios... Le silento..."

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Perking her ears up, Dolores smiled as she heard Mariano walking down to the front door.

"ISABELA YOUR BOYFRIEND'S HERE~" Laughed Camilo, Dolores sighed as she headed downstairs and waved at Mariano, feeling her baby squirm some more inside.

"Hello Dolores." Mariano smiled, looking at her, Dolores swooned a little, butterflies- or a baby- in her stomach as she swooned and her heartbeat fluttered.

"Isabela isn't here at the moment, she's busy working on the flowers. But we can talk and hang out?"

Mariano smiled, "Of course! I'd love to spend time with you!"

Dolores swooned again as she led Mariano to her room, sitting up on her hammock, looking at him.

"How has life been treating you?" He smiled, looking at her lips. Dolores blushed some more.

"Terrible I'm pregnant and I don't know what to do or anything!" She laughed awkwardly. Shit.

Going up to look at her crush for his reaction, Dolores laughed awkwardly as she scooched back away from him.

"So... what about you? How has life been treating you Mariano?" She asked, trying to change the subject, looking at his very beautiful face as she had a giant fake smile across her own face. "I mean, you're handsome and you're dating the most beautiful woman in all of the Encanto so life must be going great for you! How's your abuela?"

Understandably, Mariano just looked at her in horror, then looked at her stomach.

"Dolores? Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked, and Dolores could hear his heartbeat increasing.

She looked away sadly, she couldn't LIE to him but she also knew he was hoping she would say yes.

"...No."

Gently gripping her hand, Dolores blushed as Mariano forced her to look at him.

"Did you sleep with someone, Dolores?"

Trying to avoid his gaze, Dolores could hear her OWN heartbeat increase. COULD it count? She technically did...

"What am I asking- of course you did- who?"

Oh shit.

This question.

Why did everyone always have to ask this question again...

"Just... some guy."

"Do you know his name?"

Laughing awkwardly, Dolores tried to back off.

"Why does it matter, Mariano?"

"Look, Dolores, if you want, just lie to people who ask and tell them it's me. I'm happy to cover for you."

Instantly, Dolores blushed. Was he really willing to do that for... her?

There could be a chance he liked her then?

A giant smile came across her face when she looked at him-

....No.

Looking away from Mariano, Dolores crossed her arms over her breasts, looking down at her stomach.

"No... I couldn't do that to you... I appreciate the offer but I already have a plan..."

"What is it?"

"My mama is covering for me and pretending to be pregnant. But... it's just so difficult..."

Dolores drooped, feeling Mariano wrap an arm around her cheered her up a little but she also sniffed.

"...I don't want to be pregnant... I mean, not NEVER, but now... I definitely don't want to be pregnant NOW."

"Are you... okay Dolores? Does the father know you're pregnant?"

"I hope not..."

What would her papi say? Would he kill her? Would he do that inexcusable stuff that got her here in the first place all over again?

And speaking of the devil himself, Félix walked into the room and sat next to his daughter before wrapping an arm around her.

Instantly flinching, Dolores looked away from him, only muttering a small "hi papi..." under her breath.

"...Señor Madrigal." Mariano spoke, glaring at Félix.

"What's up with him? Actually, aren't you dating my sobrina? What are you doing to mi princesa?" Félix narrowed his eyes at Mariano, squeezing Dolores' arm.

"We were... just talking señor. I'll leave. It was good to talk to a great friend though. You have a lovely daughter..." He muttered, standing up, and Dolores noticed the way Mariano was glaring at her papi, his eyes filled with anger and suspicion as Félix moved his hand down to her leg, before Mariano VERY quietly whispered a "Talk to me later" as he left.

Eventually when the two were alone, Félix just walked over to the door and locked it.

"What's wrong papi?" Dolores sighed.

"...You know, something happened earlier with your brother and mami."

"What do you mean papi?" Tilting her head, Dolores looked at him.

Chuckling, Félix sat next to her again.

"Well, you see... I decided to sneak up on your mami and surprise her, but something happened."

"What?"

"Well, it turned out that it was Camilo shapeshifted as your mami. Pepa ran in and it turns out she isn't pregnant."

Oh fuck.

"Oh... maybe... maybe she.... lost it?" Dolores whispered in a soft voice.

Shaking his head, Félix didn't make eye contact with her as he continued to speak. "Well, that's what I thought at first, but then I did some thinking. I would've known if she did. You know how your mami can get with the weather and her emotions."

Oh no...

"So I had to work out something else. I'm a very smart man Dolores, you can't trick me, I figured she was lying and trying to cover up for someone. But who?"

"That's... interesting papi! I don't know who she would be covering up for though."

"Here's the thing though, Dolores. I know."

Those words shook her like a cocktail.

"I figured eventually after taking one look at you, seeing the fact you gained quite a bit of weight in the past few months, and the fact that you've been anxious lately... You're pregnant, Dolores."

Shit.

"N-No I'm not-"

"Don't you fucking lie to me puta!" He spat in her face, gripping her wrists.

"Papi! Please! You're hurting me!" She sobbed, but she was immediately thrown to the ground, trembling as he pinned her to the floor in a soundproof section.

So no one could hear her cries for help.

"I don't fucking care! Who is the father?!"

"Please stop!"

Feeling his hand move from her wrist to her neck, and his grasp tightening, Dolores started to sob.

"Please! Stop!"

"ANSWER ME PUTA!"

She squirmed underneath him, trying to escape his grasp but that only angered him as it got tighter.

Before she kicked him in the crotch area.

A terrible mistake.

This only made him more angry, as his eyes burned with hatred.

"Well, I think I can guess who it is! You and I both know the truth, you fucking puta. What sort of person just sleeps with their own parent?!"

"But you were the one who-"

"That's it!"

Dolores screamed in anguish as she felt the grasp getting tighter, before letting go as she laid down on the ground, horrified.

"Please! Papi! Stop it!"

Trying to fight back, she was helpless as she felt her skirt and underwear being ripped, before hearing the sound of a belt unbuckling.

"Papi! Please! Stop! I don't want this!"

But he ignored her as Dolores screamed in agony, crying.

Chapter 6: She Isn't Alone

Summary:

Dolores talks to Isabela and Mariano, before learning a dark secret about her tía.

Notes:

CW: This chapter involves rape mentions, child abuse, violence/threats of violence

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"Now Dolores, I'm more than happy to play along with you and your mother's little lie. I have no problem pretending that your child is your mothers child, but in return you WILL stay silent. Failure to do so will result in its death and your own."

That didn't really help Dolores. She WANTED them both to die. Her and the disgusting parasite that monster planted in her stomach.

Hearing Félix put his belt back on and zip up his pants, Dolores only sniffed as she was covered in seminal fluid and bruised from her stomach to her neck. Along with some blood coming from her arms.

"I'll see you at dinner." Félix mumbled as he walked out of her room, Dolores only able to lay there as she sobbed her eyes out.

She truly was alone.

And she felt disgusting.

Feeling too sore to sit up, Dolores just laid there naked, shivering in the puddle of cum and blood. All she did was cry. What else could she do?

Eventually, getting up, despite the pain she felt aching throughout her petite body, Dolores threw on different clothes, sniffling as she went down for dinner.

She was immediately greeted with some waves as Pepa motioned her to sit next to her, gently gripping her hand.

"Your papa told me that you told him the truth... he said he's willing to play along, don't worry."

Yeah. That definitely happened.

"What's wrong quierdo?" Pepa whispered, wiping Dolores's tears away.

"Nothing...." Dolores just looked at her food, poking it as she noticed her father glancing at her from across the table.

Oh shit.

In a low voice only Dolores could hear, Félix whispered "You know what happens if you tell her. It's not like she'll believe you anyway. You know this all could've been prevented had you not slept with your own parent Dolores."

Dolores simply nodded her head, eating some of the empanadas tía Julieta made. As soon as she was done, she quickly just nodded and ran away. Running upstairs until she reached the balcony. Whimpering, she jumped up to the roof and sat up there, looking out across town.

...Was this really her fault? Maybe her papa was right....

What sort of child sleeps with their own PARENT?

There was no point in her blaming Félix, at the end of the day she was the one who let it happen. She could've stopped him or said "no" that day. Hell she could've just left and told her family what he asked her to do.

But she didn't.

And because of that, she was now stuck in this position.

Perhaps she was the pathetic puta her papa called her. No wonder Mariano didn't love her. Who would love some monstrosity like her? The puta who just let her dad sleep with her. If she would agree to do it with him, then I bet she would agree to do it with anyone.

...Right?

She didn't like any of this, in fact it disgusted her to her core, that Félix did this to her... but she had no one to blame but herself.

Sobbing into her hands, she sat there on the roof, alone with her thoughts.

Until she heard two sets of footsteps walking up onto the roof as they sat next to her.

"Dolores? Are you... okay?"

Opening her eyes, she noticed Mariano and Isabela sitting next to her.

"How did the conversation with your papa go?" Mariano asked, looking at her with worry. Isabela was bursting with fury at this rate.

"Mariano you idiot! Don't you see! HE was the one who caused all this!"

"Isa!"

Dolores groaned, her face in her palms again.

GREAT! Now Mariano knew!

"I had my suspicions after I saw... well, what I saw before I left. I can't believe that monster did that to you..."

Forcing a smile, Dolores just shrugged at them both.

"No no, don't worry about this, it's my fault anyway, not his."

"Excuse me?!"

Huh?

Sitting up, Dolores looked at her prima, who seemed absolutely infuriated with what she just said.

"Repeat that sentence just there. I want to hear it again."

"....It's my fault anyway, not his."

"Did he tell you that?!"

Isabela was close to bursting, trying her best not to strangle that man to death with her vines.

"Well... it's true, isn't it? I consente-"

"Dolores, answer me this."

This time Mariano spoke, gently taking her hand and looking at her with worry. Dolores blushed, but glanced at Isabela to see her reaction. Much to her surprise, Isa seemed relieved at that.

"Yes Mariano?"

After a look around, Mariano whispered: "...What exactly did he say to you when he... did that?"

Simply shrugging, Dolores just spoke in her soft voice. "Well, he told me if I loved him I'd do it-"

"THAT'S GUILT TRIPPING!"

Mariano instantly covered Isabela's mouth when she snapped that, but nodded.

"....No no, it's not, don't worry about it, it's fine, I'm fine."

"What happened in your room there Dolores?" Mariano asked, his voice a bit more firm.

"Nothing, we just talked, I told him about the pregnancy, and then, well, boom."

Isabela narrowed her eyes, not really believing this as Dolores whimpered, curling up into a ball.

"It's all okay, don't worry you two..." She smiled, her hands on her stomach, feeling the baby squirm inside her body.

She looked away uncomfortably, as the two of them looked at her with expressions of anger (Isa) and worry (Mariano).

"I promise that everything is o-"

KICK!

Dolores sat up in shock, feeling little kicks in her stomach.

Oh yay. The parasite was reminding her that it existed and that she was still living this nightmare.

She sighed, seeing a toucan show up on the roof again as all Dolores could do was softly smile at it.

Good distraction.

"Oh, hello again!"

It was the same toucan as last time, the one that showed up in her room after her papa had confronted her.

The toucan squacked, flying around Dolores before flying down to the inside of casita.

"I think it wants me to follow him?" Dolores questioned, before looking at her prima and her friend, hugging them, "Thanks for talking to me."

Jumping down, she followed the toucan into the kitchen, where her tía was currently doing the dishes.

"Oh, hello tía!"

Turning, Julieta shooed the toucan away as it flew back, but it then squacked at Dolores, looking at her sadly.

...Did the toucan want her to tell Julieta?

This didn't make sense.

"What brings you here Dolores?" Julieta asked kindly, gently patting her on the head.

Once again, the toucan flew around Dolores, gently poking her stomach, before looking at Julieta.

"Yes bird, she knows I'm..."

The toucan shook its head, before looking at her with a more stern expression.

Oh no.

Dolores shook her head, she could NOT tell her! What on earth would she say?!

"Is everything okay Doli?"

Julieta looked at her niece with worry, before glancing at her stomach.

The bird squawked, trying to nudge Dolores, before flying up to a picture of Félix, flapping its wings.

Oh...

Taking a deep breath, Dolores took a look at her tía.

"....Tía Julieta?"

"Yes?"

Turning away to not face her in shame, Dolores began to cry.

"I.... I.... the..."

Sobbing, she collapsed on her knees, for once sighing in relief when she heard loud moans coming from her parents room.

"The night of my quince..."

"Four months ago..."

"...Yeah... well... the night of that... I went to my room and then... my papa came in..."

She heard a soft gasp, before Julieta could only whisper a "go on...".

"...He and I talked for a bit and then.... he told me some weird stuff and I ended up sleeping with him."

"Wait what?"

Julieta looked at her in horror as Dolores turned her head.

"Was it your idea?"

Immediately Dolores shook her head, wrapping her arms around her chest.

"Not originally but he told me if I loved him I'd do it so I just agreed..."

Much to her surprise, she heard a sobbing noise coming from her tía as Julieta hugged her tightly.

"Did he do anything else like that to you?" She whispered in worry, "Please tell me..."

After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Dolores simply looked to the ground.

"...The day Isabela tried to kill him, later that day he went into my room and told me if I loved him then I would "apologize" by... letting him... touch me and... do that horrible action again..." She began to cry, "And then... just today he snapped at me when he found out I was pregnant and... he's right... What sort of puta such as myself sleeps with her own parent? He ended up overpowering me and... doing that again... I guess it was a punishment for being a puta..."

Immediately she heard a shushing noise as Julieta teared up some more.

"Don't say that about yourself Dolores... it wasn't your fault."

"But..."

Watching her tía shake her head, much to her surprise, Julieta began to break down in tears as well.

"...You aren't alone... I promise..."

"What do you mean tía?"

Wait.

"...What do you mean I'm not alone?" Dolores whispered.

Gently gripping her hand, Julieta began to sob into her shoulder, clinging to her.

"...A few days after my wedding, your papa wanted to go for a walk with me... you know, to get to know his sister in law more? We went out for a walk, and when I realized we were in a very dark isolated part of the Encanto where no one could find us... it was too late for me. He overpowered me, pinned me to the ground there and then and..."

Dolores stayed quiet as she watched her tía collapse on the floor, sobbing her eyes out.

"...He raped me Dolores."

Immediately Dolores clung to her tía as she sobbed into her shoulder some more, holding her close, scared to let go.

"...And then a month later I realized... I was in the same situation as you. The only difference is that at least I was married already and could pass Isa off as Agustín's... I never told him, in fact... I couldn't tell anyone. Félix threatened to snap my neck if I did... and he'd murder Isa as well... of course I love my daughter, but I just wish she was born under different circumstances. I still hope and pray that maybe Isa got her dark skin from me and she actually is Agustín's kid but I know deep down that's not true... she is Agustín's kid, but not in the blood way."

Looking at her now vulnerable tía, Dolores hugged her again.

"You're the bravest girl I've ever met, Dolores... you're much braver than I ever could be... I can't tell anyone what happened and when I tried to ask Bruno for help, he told me his vision went missing and he had a broken arm... I can only guess what had happened."

She sobbed again, clinging onto Dolores.

"I'm so very sorry tía..."

Chapter 7: Punishment

Summary:

Turns out someone heard Julieta and Dolores talking, and things go bad for the former.

Notes:

Yeah I couldn't think of much for this chapter, so in the next chapter there is gonna be a birth. CW for this chapter: Implied rape, birth, revenge porn, violence.

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Holding her tía tightly, Dolores tried her hardest not to sob as Julieta cried into her shoulder.

"I feel horrible... I should've told someone sooner... but now it's too late. He already got you too and I don't know if he did anything to Isa or Luisa and that's... what if he did?!"

"Tía... he wouldn't go after Luisa unless he had a death wish, same with Isabela."

"But he went after you and me..."

Dolores hugged her some more, feeling her tia trembling and shivering in her grip, looking much smaller than usual as the woman took a look up at her.

"What about your mamá? Is she okay?!"

"Again... I think he knows well enough to stay away from mamá if he doesn't want to die."

Looking at her tía, Dolores felt a sting in her heart as the woman only sobbed out questions.

"Why would he go for me then? Why did he do this? I never wanted... what would Agustín say?"

Almost instantly in horror, Julieta jerked up.

"....What will happen to Mirabel? Will he do that to her too!?"

Not wanting to think about that, Dolores simply wiped her tears away, watching her with worry as she heard footsteps walking into the kitchen.

"Oh, Julieta, Dolores, what are you doing up at this time? You've been down here talking for a few hours.... is everything okay?"

Shit.

Turning her head, Dolores simply sighed as she saw her father there, walking towards them both and pulling her away from her tía.

"Is everything okay Julieta?" Félix asked, sickening Dolores. No, she wasn't, and it's your fault.

"Everything is fine, I was just about to bring Dolores to bed." She mumbled, wiping her tears.

"I can do that-" Félix started to say, but Julieta instantly shook her head as she dragged Dolores out.

Looking at her tía again, Dolores stayed silent as she heard her heartbeat grow faster and faster.

What was going to happen?

"....Goodnight Dolores.... I'm sorry that monster.... hurt you."

Almost immediately she locked the door so Félix couldn't get in without anyone finding out. She then went into her hammock, falling asleep instantly.

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When she woke up the next morning, as soon as she headed downstairs, she gasped in horror as she noticed bruises on her tia's face and neck, which she didn't seem to notice herself as she just served her family food, then heading to the kitchen to make the food for the community today.

"Is tía okay?" Dolores whispered to Pepa, who shrugged.

"I guess she and Agustín got busy." She joked, laughing at her own joke as Agustín looked at them with concern.

"No? Félix told me he needed help with something but then something, probably myself or a falling thing or a ghost, shoved me down the casitas stairs and I was knocked out for the whole night."

Oh no.

Félix got up, "Dolores, can we talk?"

Shit shit shit.

Dolores shook her head, trembling.

She knew exactly what would happen, and while she didn't know WHAT her father did last night to Julieta, she didn't really expect it was good.

Luckily for her, Isabela noticed her fear and walked next to her, glaring at Félix.

"I'll go with her if you really want to talk, "tío Félix"." Isabela spoke in a sweet voice, a sharp edge to the last words.

"No no, it's okay Isa-"

"I insist!"

Dolores sighed in relief, there seemed to be no getting rid of Isabela as Félix just rolled his eyes and walked outside, the two girls following.

"So what is it you want to talk about papi?" Dolores asked softly, feeling safe with her cousin standing next to her, Félix said nothing.

Sighing, Dolores turned to walk to town, knowing that the reason her father originally called to talk to her was probably to do whatever he did to Julieta last night.

"I honestly forgot what I wanted to talk about." He lied sheepishly, ruffling her hair. "So err... how are you Isabela?"

Dolores took a glance at her cousin, who was smirking, which made Dolores smile in response as the flower lady simply shrugged.

"I'm as well as I can be, "tío Félix"." She laughed, a giant smirk plastering across her face as Dolores watched her match her father's glance, causing the man to back off a little.

Taking a look at them both, Dolores stayed quiet as she started to think: Could it be possible that Isabela really was his blood daughter?

This was not what she meant when she wished she had a sister instead of Camilo.

Almost immediately she perked her ears up, hearing something.

"Ha, did you hear? Apparently our town healer is some kind of hooker!"

Wait, what?

"Where did you get this evidence?"

"Well, a reliable source who remained anonymous gave everyone these photos of her completely naked, cum stained, and chained up. And then they took photos of evidence that this WASN'T her husband who took these photos."

"Oh lord!"

"And get this, they were all in different rooms, times of the day. I bet she's been sleeping with everyone in town!"

Oh no.

Dolores ran to town, looking for Julieta as more people were talking and talking.

She knew very soon these words would reach abuela's ears, and then Julieta would be in deep trou-

...It was her papi who did this, didn't he?

Punishment for talking about it behind his back...

What had she done?!

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING DOLORES?" Isabela called out, but she didn't pay attention as she ran towards her tia's stand.

"TÍA!"

Julieta jerked her head up, looking at her in concern.

"What is it Lola?"

Sobbing, Dolores clung to her in fear.

"Everyone in town has photos of you naked- what happened last night?!"

Freezing, Julieta looked around in horror as she finally took a look at the people around her.

They all seemed to be holding some photographs, laughing their heads off, some wolf whistling, and some people making flirty eyes at her.

"What?"

"Did something happen last night Julieta?!"

Dolores looked at her tía, who only sniffled, crossing her arms across her chest.

"...He... did that again last night... and had done it this morning as well... He took photos of me afterwards and I guess he gave them to the townsfolk... Oh why did I talk about this?"

Julieta said nothing afterwards, only passing her healing food to anyone nearby, not able to talk to anyone or do anything.

When evening came, Dolores could only glance at her tía in worry during dinner, as she watched her abuela berate her for... the photos. She watched as Julieta was close to bursting into tears, as she only nodded and then ran off to her room, Dolores's heart breaking more as she heard her cry.

She didn't seem to be the only one who was worried about her though, looking to the side she noticed Julieta's husband, Agustín looking annoyed at her abuela, before heading upstairs to comfort his wife.

A bit of hope came across Dolores's mind, maybe- just maybe- Julieta would tell Agustín what happened and her father would finally face consequences for his actions.

Her heart beamed as she heard them talking. Praying that Julieta would finally tell.

"...What happened amor?" She heard Agustín whisper.

"...Someone broke in last night and took all those photos of me... I never.... I wouldn't cheat, I promise!"

"I know you wouldn't...."

After hearing this, her heart sank.

But Dolores knew she couldn't really be annoyed at Julieta for not telling the truth, she hadn't either, and she didn't want too. What would Félix even do to her?

Speaking of which, Félix pulled his daughter away, dragging her to her room.

"...So you talked to your tía about...."

There was no point in trying to lie her way out of this.

"I did..."

"And what did I say I'd do if you told anyone?!"

Dolores didn't answer, trying to look away as Félix gripped her hair and glared at her furiously.

"Answer me Dolores, WHAT did I say I'd do to you and that THING inside you?! That YOU caused?!"

"You were the one who slept wi-"

SLAP!

Dolores gently placed her hand on her cheek, stinging from her father smacking her across the face.

"Don't you DARE place the blame on me Dolores. This was your choice, your decision. Disgusting little puta."

"No it wasn't!" Dolores began to cry, until her father shoved her onto the ground again.

"Well if you remembered, which I'd be surprised because from what I know about you, your mind is filled with nothing but the thought of men fucking you: I would murder you and that unborn parasite of yours! You're lucky I'm in a good mood today Dolores, because I don't feel like killing you or it."

Dolores sighed, hearing the baby squirming inside her some more.

"I'm not even bothered with you anymore Dolores. You just sleep with any man in town, you're much more like your tía than I thought."

Yeah, you used them both and did some unspeakable things to them.

"But just know, you aren't going to get away with telling her these lies."

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About three and a half months later, Dolores was hiding in her room, sighing as she leaned against her bedroom door, the baby squirming more and more.

It was fucking annoying and painful, at least she only had one and a half more months to deal wi-

SPLASH!

She froze, feeling water trickling down, realizing what had happened.

Shit, already?! It was far too early!

What was she going to do?!

Chapter 8: Birth

Summary:

Antonio is born. Dolores is scared. Oh and something happens at the end.

Notes:

I'm alive I promise lol! Hope you enjoy! >:)

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Shit shit shit.

She was in labor.

Grabbing onto her hammock, Dolores tried not to let out too many loud noises in her room as she pulled herself up.

Questioning what to do, she pondered if she should go to her mother or her tia. Deciding against it, she finally laid down onto her hammock. She sniffled as she tried to remove her underwear and her dress, hearing more splashes and squirming as she cried out in pain.

There was no point in getting help, the kid seemed to want to be born now. She held the blanket and squeezed it, feeling a pain rush through her body.

Owww!

Taking deep breaths, she controlled her breathing, waiting to stabilize, waiting for the labor. Pain was rushing through her body as she heard more swooshing noises.

Eventually, she knew it was almost time to push her kid out, feeling the parasite pressing against her lower area. Forcing her tears back, she knew that she would have to do this alone.

"Okay Dolores.... you can do this..." She told herself, taking more deep breaths, breathing in and out. Starting to push as she felt a burning sensation in her vagina as her baby started to slip out.

Counting her contractions, she cried out in more pain as she continued pushing, a slippery wet feeling in her longer area as she started feeling more pain as something started pushing out.

"Please come out... just get out of my body and my life." She cried out, screaming as she looked down, seeing the head, as she began to push some more.

After a couple of minutes, Dolores let out a final push as she collapsed on her hammock, her mother opening her door.

"Dolores? Are you okay- Holy shit!"

Pepa covered her mouth in shock, quickly running over and hugging Dolores, before heading out.

"Wait, where are you going?" Dolores asked her mother, but then Pepa returned, holding onto a knife, quickly cutting the umbilical cord as she picked up the baby as it started to cry.

"Shh... it's okay... Dolores you did a great job... Hey! It even looks like your papi! I think people will believe he's Félix's child."

Dolores looked up at her mother in sadness, hiding the truth.

...What could she even tell her? Would her mother even believe her?

She watched her mother gently cuddling and kissing the baby all over its face.

"Look... this is your little...."

"Sibling." Dolores said sternly, looking at the child.

"...It's a little boy... you have a baby brother now Dolores..." Pepa smiled, Dolores forced herself to smile as she gently caressed her bab- brother's cheek from her hammock.

"Do you have a name for him yet mama?" She asked, Pepa gently hummed as she looked at him.

"Antonio..." She whispered, turning to Dolores again, "Should I get Julieta to heal you?"

After nodding, Pepa quickly went to get her sister as Dolores laid on her hammock, beginning to cry some more. Alone.

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"He's beautiful Pepi." Félix smiled, hugging his wife as Dolores and Julieta sat in the corner, the former sniffling.

"Hey... it's okay Dolores.... you did a great job... and now you have an adorable little so-"

"Brother." Dolores said sternly.

"I was going to say that, yes."

Dolores didn't say anything, just watching as Camilo started jumping up and down in excitement.

"A baby brother!" He laughed, as Dolores got up and walked up to the roof of casita, wanting to be alone.

What the hell just happened?! Did she really spend the majority of her time shoving a child out of her lower area?!

Why did she let this happen....

Feeling her eyes wetten with tears, Dolores began to sob into the palms of her hands again, trying to resist the urge to just scream out loud so all of the Encanto could hear her pain.

But she knew what would happen if she did. And it would not turn out pretty for her.

So she just sat there on the roof, looking out across the Encanto as more tears rushed down her face, listening out for anyone in case they tried to join her on the roof.

Clinging to herself, she eventually got up, just wishing that she could be alone right now, or even better, that she could die right now. They had that spawn of satan born, and she sure as hell didn't want to live in a world where she remembered that he existed. It was either kill herself or kill the child.

What was a girl to possibly do?

Without thinking twice, Dolores decided to go to her room and ignore her family congratulating her mother for the birth of Antonio, and it made Dolores.... mad.

While she didn't WANT to acknowledge that stupid little things birth, she knew that her mother did NOT give birth to him! SHE did it! SHE suffered through his entire existence and now her abuser was going to get away with it while she had to suffer through the pain!

Well not on her watch!

She stormed upstairs into her room and locked the door, clearly getting the attention of a lot of people, but she didn't care!

Sitting in the corner, Dolores waited until dark, and she could hear Antonio sobbing from the nursery. Without saying anything, she simply walked in, watching Mirabel trying to gently put him back to sleep.

"I can handle that Mirabel." Dolores said, flat of any emotions as she picked up Antonio.

"Are you sure Do-"

"I'm very sure. He won't be crying anymore after this."

Without even letting Mirabel react, she walked out of the room, holding onto him as she winced, trying to cover up her ears as she headed outside of casita.

"You aren't any KID of mine! You're a fucking parasite!" She snarled, looking at the screaming, crying, scared baby.

Almost immediately she headed up to the roof, watching as Antonio started to cry louder, squirming, but Dolores didn't care.

"You shouldn't have existed at all! I hate you!" She snapped.

Without thinking twice, Dolores held him over the edge of the roof, looking down, knowing that the baby would not survive a fall from this height.

But as soon as she heard the baby sobbing and crying again, something took over her.

...She couldn't just drop this child and kill it, could she?

Not saying anything else, she pulled the baby away from the edge of the roof, holding him in her arms as she held him close, feeling extremely guilty as she softly kissed him on the forehead.

"There there..."

She couldn't really blame the baby for the awful thing that happened to her... could she?

Without saying anything, she wiped the baby's tears away and held him closer, taking deep breaths.

"I don't know why I tried to take my anger out on you... you never asked to be born."

After sighing and questioning why she was talking to a baby, Dolores looked out across the Encanto while holding the little one, lifting him up so he can look at the view.

"...You're actually not that bad..." She thought to herself, smiling as the baby stopped crying and she gently kissed him on the cheek.

"Shhh... everything will be okay... I promise...." She whispered, gently stroking the few wisps of hair he had at the moment before she eventually carried him back down to the nursery.

"Is he okay?" Mirabel asked, Dolores nodded and gently placed the baby back into his crib.

"He'll be okay..." She smiled, looking at the young girl.

Smiling at the two of them, Dolores started to quickly leave and go back to her room, sighing in relief as she locked the door and laid down on her hammock, falling asleep instantly.

...At least she was safe for now.

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Okay so about five years passed, and let's just say a lot happened that Mirabel couldn't exactly explain, in fact you could make a whole movie about the events that happened in the past few days/weeks/months. But for some reason casita got destroyed but now it was finally back.

Mirabel smiled as she went into Antonio's room, seeing him talking to his animals as she sat somewhere and watched him.

Until of course she noticed something strange.

Antonio was talking to one of his toucans, before pausing and looking pretty concerned.

"Mira?" He whispered.

Alerting the young girl, Mirabel walked over to him with a confused expression on her face.

"Is everything okay Antonio?"

The little boy looked scared as he looked at Mira, before looking at his toucan.

"What does Pico mean when he said that my papi hurt my sister?" He asked in a soft voice.

"Wait, what?"

Mirabel froze, looking at Antonio who was trembling a little in fear.

"...He said that he hurt her and that she's my mama.... but I thought my mama was-"

Not responding, Mirabel just looked at him in shock.

"Where is Dolores now?"

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