LET ME, mattia polibio (1) ✓

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NARRATIVE

When I got into the house that night, I realised the exchange Mattia and I had in the car a few moments earlier. He'd apologised. I know that holding a grudge is quite pathetic, but it's really not nice to be degraded and disrespected just because of sexuality even though I've never done anything like that. For many people, the double standard is frustrating. Boys usually receive praise and adoration for proof of their sexual conquests while girls are branded as loose, easy, a slut, a skank, or a whore. It just makes me uncomfortable.

I spent the next few days fucking around New Jersey with Taylor and Victoria. We went shopping and stuff like that. I'd also been asked by Robert to attend a party with him on Friday. He told me he didn't have anyone else to go with so I gladly accepted his offer.

When Friday finally rolls around, I'm in a good mood. I was already done getting ready for the party in my tight black dress and wedges on my feet. In fact, I was done like half an hour early, so to pass the time I decided to turn on Netflix. I played a random show, not really paying any attention to it anyway, since my phone was really distracting.

After sitting around for a few minutes, I got a text from Robert telling me that he was waiting for me outside. I pick up my jacket and put it on before grabbing my phone and making my way outside.

I thoroughly enjoyed a good party, so when we got there I followed Robert straight to the kitchen to fix myself a drink. As I was pouring vodka into a blue solo cup full of soda, someone came and stood next to me. I looked up from the cup and into the eyes of a stranger. I'd never met him before. He was wearing a black beanie with jeans and a grey crew neck. The resemblance between him and Mattia was uncanny, I'd say he was quite good looking. I sent him a sweet smile, trying to be nice, before taking my cup and walking through the house. It was really fucking hot in here. The dancing bodies gave off a sweaty smell mixed with the smell of perfume and cologne.

I glanced around trying to find someone I recognised but I couldn't find anyone. Robert had wandered off away from me somewhere and I almost laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Didn't seem like he needed me here after all. I finish my drink slowly before putting down the cup and wandering upstairs a few moments later to find a bathroom since I'm already desperate to take a leak. Luckily, the first door I open was in fact a bathroom so I lock the door behind me and pull down my underwear before sitting down and doing my business.

Just as I was about to wipe, a voice spoke up. "You having fun there?"

It completely caught me off guard and I almost screamed before catching it and stopping myself. I try to cover up my dignity with my arms as I look up to see that guy I saw earlier in the kitchen. He was sitting in the bathtub with a blunt sitting in between his fingers. Explains the smell.

"What the hell are you doing in here? Can you look away so I can finish cleaning myself up please?"

He does as he's told and turns his head the other way.  "Sorry, I just wanted to smoke on my own for a little"

I pull up my underwear and pull down my dress, flushing the toilet before washing my hands and continuing to talk to this guy. "Oh, good for you"

"What's your name?" He asks.

"Rora," I reply as I dry my hands with the hand towel that was sitting on the side of the sink. I didn't feel the need to conceal such a small detail as I'll probably never see this boy again. "And you?"