the better brother || mattia polibio x alejandro rosario

chapter 42

skylar's pov

a bright light wakes me and i feel my body moving. i noticed that i'm a car and see a valley outside the window. 

"goody, you're awake," mattia smiles.

"mattia? where are we?" i ask. 

"georgia."

i turn my head and look at him. "we're where?"

"georgia," he repeats. 

"mattia stop the damn car," i shout. 

"ugh, forgot how dramatic you were." he pulls over to the side of the road and we get out of the car. "oop you have a phone call from the boyfriend."

he shows me my phone screen and i shake my head, not wanting to answer it. 

mattia coughs and put it's on speaker. "skylar diamond's residence, how may we help you?"

"mattia? what have you done with skylar? where is she?" alejandro shouts. "you better not touch her or i swear to god i'll-"

"relax bro, she's just a little mad at you right now but don't worry i'll take good care of her," he smiles. "anyway you have school, ring ring, was the bell? okay bye."

"i'm at home-" mattia ended the call before ale can say anything else. 

"can we just go back home?" i ask, taking my phone back. 

"oh come on, we're already here. let's just have a little fun okay?"

"no," i object. 

mattia examines me and then comes closer. "from the looks of it, i can just compel you to obey cause someone isn't wearing their vervain necklace."

i gulp, remembering i took it off because i was pissed at alejandro. 

"so let's just get back in the car and continue our drive," said mattia. 

third person's pov

mattia stopped at a bar in the middle of an isolated town. skylar was confused, but obeyed him because she was scared of being compelled. 

"i use to come here a lot back in the day," he tells her as they walk in. "bree."

the bartender turns around and her eyes light up as she sees an old friend walk into her bar. 

"mattia salvatore, how long has it been?" she gives him a hug and a kiss on the lips. 

"i forgot how good of a kisser you were," he smirks. 

skylar was a little weirded out but kept her mouth quiet. 

"get us some shots please," mattia requests. 

"uh i'm not drinking with you," skylar declines. "we need to go back to mystic falls, stella is probably worried about me."

"are you always this uptight? god you hang around alejandro too much."

just hearing alejandro's name made her mad and she wanted to prove that she was nothing like him. "pass the shots."

"attagirl," he smirks as the both down a drink together. 

"so how'd you guys meet?" skylar asks bree and mattia. 

"it was my last year in college when i ran into him," bree begins. 

"you went to college?" skylar says to mattia. 

"no i was just hungry and horny. college girls are where it's at," mattia answers. 

bree chuckles. "and then i learned about his secret. it made me feel better about mine. i'm a witch."

skylar widens her eyes because she's never met another witch before that wasn't trinity or her grandma. after bree finishes her story, mattia and skylar walk away from the bar and seated themselves at an actual table. 

"i know it must seem weird but alejandro really does care about you," mattia tells her. 

"i have so many questions," skylar mumbles. "how does she look like me?"

"and it's not my place to answer them, but i'll tell you one thing." mattia takes a sip of his beer. "you are nothing like cassandra. you may look like her but you're different in so many ways. otherwise, i would steal you from alejandro."

skylar realized how hard it must've been so to even talk about cassandra in the first place so she felt the need to put her hand on his shoulder. 

"i'm sorry that you couldn't get her back," she says. "you must really love her to have gone through all that."

"don't be sorry. i'mma get her back one day, just you wait," mattia replies. "i'm not gonna apologize for killing your friend cause i dont care but uhm i'm glad she's still alive." 

skylar rolls her eyes and they order some burger and fries. 

meanwhile, bree picked up her phone and dialed a number. 

"hey it's me. you wont believe who just walked into my bar."

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