friends with benefits ? || mattia polibio

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y/n's pov

i quickly turn my head to him. "what makes you think it wasn't an accident ?" i ask.

"come here," he gestured his fingers.

i follow him as he walked to the front of the car.

"you see this over here?" he asks, pointing into the engine.

"yeah, it looks a little bit off," i answer.

"well that's because his brakes were cut off," officer dean said.

"what?" i shout. "cut off ?"

he nodded. "do you know anyone who would want to hurt your father?"

my dad was not a good man, i'd be surprised if he didn't have any enemies but i didn't know who it could be. once he left my life, all connections i had with him were cut off. i should've tried harder to talk to him.

"no officer, i'm sorry," i apologize. "i haven't talked to my dad for a long time."

"okay well, we're going to do our best to try and figure out what happened okay?" he comforts me.

i give him a slight smile and nod.

we had back to his car and drive back to the police station.

authors note: if you can't tell already, y/n and officer dean are gonna have a special connection 👀👀 ik it's a little bit illegal but they're like about 2 years apart. it's okay 😗

once we arrive to the station, i stop at stare out the window while he puts the car in park.

"officer, do you think if someone wants to hurt my dad, they'd wanna hurt me and my mom as well ?" i ask concerned.

"i will do everything in my power to keep you and your mom safe," he assured. "and you can just call me dean."

"thank you," i smiled. "dean," i added and chuckled.

"here's my number," he took out a piece of paper and wrote it down. "if you find out anything else about your dad's murderer, you can contact me personally."

murder was just a strong word.

"okay," i say as i took the paper and put it in my back pocket. "please call me if you find out anything else as well."

"i will," he replied. "have a good day y/n."

"you too."

i get out of his car and walk over to mine.

once i got in i sat and and stare at the wheel. someone killed my dad, on purpose. i sigh and took out my phone.

text from mattia
mattia: where are you? why aren't you home?
y/n: calm down mom. i'm on my way home right now.
mattia: okay, do you wanna go to jadens show together ? i'll drive.
y/n: sure.

couple hours later
at the bar/ show

as soon as i got to the bar i ordered my usual drink.
i just couldn't stop thinking about what officer dean told me— and the fact that he was super cute for an cop. ew y/n stop.

"drinking already?" mariano said as he sat down with cynthia next to me and mattia.

"you okay?" cynthia asked.

"yeah i'm all good," i lied.

i felt mattia's hand on top of mine. "i'm always here for you," he whispers. "not talking to you was probably one of the hardest things i've ever had to do. please don't ever do that to me again," he pleaded.

"i know i'm sorry," i apologized. "it'll never happen again."

he smiles and kisses my hand. suddenly, all the feelings i had for him started rushing back. i was staring at him, forgetting that mar and cynthia were also there.

mariano coughed and snapped me back to reality. "so uh y/n where did you go after school?"

"i'll tell you guys later."

the lights dimmed out a little bit, telling us the show was about to start.

"hi guys i'm jaden hossler and i'll be singing my original called "comatose". i hope you like it.

authors note: if you haven't heard it yet, you better get out of this app and go listen to it cuz it's fye. i was actually surprised lmfao, best song from a tik toker so far.

jaden finished his song and had all of us shook. it was fucking amazing.

he laughs at he gets off the stage and heads towards us.

"what'd you guys think?" he asked nervously.

"jaden, that was amazing," i exclaim. "how did i not know you were so good at this?"

"that was fire bro," mattia says and dabs him up.

marino still had his mouth open and a shocked expression on his face.

cynthia laughed at mariano. "well i'll say it for both me and mar, you were great up there."

jaden blushes. "okay well can we celebrate with a round of shots?"

everyone nodded and walked over to the bartender except me. i already had my drink in front of me.

"if i'm not mistaken," i hear a voice say behind me, "you're not old enough to be drinking at a bar."

i turn around and my face went pale. "officer dean!" i shout. i laugh nervously. "oh this isn't alcohol," i lied.

dean laughed and took a seat next to me. "luckily for you... i'm off the clock so i couldn't get you in trouble anyway."

i felt relieved. "well even if you were on the clock, you wouldn't say anything right ?" i ask jokingly.

"i hope we both never find out," dean replied. "was that your friend who just preformed ?"

"yeah."

"he has talent," dean said. "does he write other songs ?"

"no, this is his first song," i tell him.

mattia marino jaden and cynthia come back.

"yo aren't you the police officer that was just at our school," mattia asked. his face dropped, realizing that he had a tray of shots in his hands. "oh shit uhhh this isn't alcohol."

i laughed. "he's off duty."

"i'm officer dean," he introduced. "you guys can just call me dean."

"you're pretty young for an officer," mariano pointed out.

"yeah.. and cute," cynthia said quietly and winked at me.

i mouthed "shut up" at her.

mattia looked a little bit uneasy and sat down really close to me. he put his arm around my lower back, making dean notice.

"so officer, what're you doing here?" mattia asked.

"i just came for a night out," dean replied. "after y/n left i decided that i wanted to go out and have fun."

shit.

"you were with him?" mattia asked me with jealousy in his tone.

"can we talk about this later?" i asked quietly.

i look around and realized i forgot my phone in mattia's car.

"mattia i left my phone in your car," i say, "can i have your keys please?"

he hands them to me and i walk out the door. my feelings for mattia had resurfaced even more and i start fiddling with the locket around my neck that i never take off.

as i approached his car i heard footsteps behind me. before i can fully turn around to see who it was, i felt something hit me hard in the head and then saw nothing but blackness. the last thing i felt was yanking the necklace too hard from the impact of my head.

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