𝑆𝐿𝑈𝑇. - mattia polibio

twenty - four .

"god that looks horrible," i say placing an ice pack over his eye, "i can't believe you fought him."
"i did it for you," he shrugs, "he was being a little bitch."
"and i'm thankful for you standing up for me," i reply, "but i hate to see you get hurt."

"are you okay?" a girl asks, running up to mattia.
"yeah i'm fine, thanks," mattia smiles.
"that looked like it hurt," she laughs, "brady is such a dick."
"that's brady ferrell?" i ask butting in, "isn't he the captain of the basketball team?"
"yes!" the girl says, "if only his looks matched his personality..
       oh! sorry i forgot to introduce myself! i'm sarah."
"i'm y/n," i smile, "nice to meet you!"
"you too!" sarah says.
"wait how long have you known brady?" mattia asks.

i guess he was already friends with sarah just like every other girl at the party..

"we dated a while back," she whispers, "don't tell anyone i told you guys that, he would totally kill me, especially since i always talk about how much i hate him now."
"your secret is safe with me," i laugh, "but for some reason i can't picture you two together."
"oh it was foreverrr ago, and we definitely weren't good together. he was so jealous and clingy, i couldn't go anywhere without his permission."
"jesus that sounds horrible. i cant imagine having a boyfriend like that," i say.
"it was the worst," she sighs, "anyway i gotta get back to my friends but hopefully i'll see you around!"
"of course!" i call, "bye sarah!"
"she seems nice," i say turning back to mattia, only, he seemed to have left.

i walk into the kitchen and find him opening cabinets and drawers.

"what are you doing?" i ask.
"the bag of ice was leaking all over the ground," he says pointing to a puddle by my feet, "i need a new one but the ziploc bags are so fucking hard to find.."
"it's probably over here.." i say, pulling open a cabinet, "holy shit."
"what? what's in there?"
"is this kairi's family?" i ask.
"yeah he puts away his family pictures for parties, haven't you noticed them around his house?"
"sure but i've never seen any pictures of his dad," i answer.
"his parents are probably fighting again then. his mom always puts their pictures away when they get into a big argument. why are you so interested?"
"mattia.. his dad was the guy that tried to lure me into his car," i stutter.
"what? nah you've got the wrong guy. kairi's dad is the chillest man you'll ever meet."
"i'm completely positive. does this mean kairi is involved in all the stuff going on?"
"are you really trying to say kai is your stalker? how and why would he leak his own pictures of you two together?"
"what makes you think it's only one person? what if kairi's family has something against me?!"
"y/n you're probably overthinking this. there's gotta be a logical explanation."

"logical explanation for what?" kairi asks, stumbling into the kitchen.
"nothing," i answer quickly.
"where have you been?" mattia asks dapping him up, "i missed you man."
"not much except one of the girls over there broke my fucking glass table. my mom's gonna beat my ass when she gets back home."
"we'll fix it," mattia says, "we always do."
"so this isn't a one time thing?" i laugh, "how many parties have you had here?"
"i couldn't tell you," kairi says, "my parents are always fighting and then my dad goes away for a little while. my mom says it's just work but i'm not that stupid. at least i get the house to myself though."
"factss," mattia adds, "if kairi's parents weren't always busy these past few years would've been lame as hell."
"well i'm honored to finally be able to go to one of your famous parties," i smile.

"the fuck was that?" kairi interrupts, "do y'all hear that banging?"
"yeah it's hella loud," mattia adds, "tell me it's not the police.."
"ayo turn the music down!" kairi yells, walking though the crowd of people, "make room bitches!"

i notice a bunch of people slipping out the back doors or trying to hide upstairs. i guess this wasn't the first time they'd been caught by the police.

"open the door!" i hear a deep voice yell outside the door.
"i'm coming, jesus," kairi mutters as he turns the doorknob, "how can i help you?"

the cop motions his head, asking to come in.

"oh shit, yeah come in, come in," kairi stutters.
"you could've at least done a better job trying to cover up the alcohol smell," the cop says, "but that's not why i'm here. have you seen mackenzie smith?"
"kenzie?" kairi asks, "uh.. i'm not sure i have, why?"
"it's nothing major we just need her for questioning at the station, has anyone seen her?" the cop calls turning around to the whole party.

everyone shook their head. i assumed no one wanted to snitch, especially on kenzie. she could ruin anyone's life.

"you're telling me, there are almost 200 people here and not one of you has seen or even heard from mackenzie smith tonight?"
"correct," kairi says, "sorry we couldn't be more of a help. i'll let you know if i see her."
"you should. and that goes for everyone else here," the cop states walking out of the house.
"have a nice night!" kairi calls while shutting the door."

"kenzie?!" i ask, turning to mattia, "kenzie could've done this to me! why haven't i thought this through?"
"he said she wasn't in trouble," mattia answered, "it might not even have anything to do with your case."
"and if it does? anyone could be a suspect!"
"kenzie has known you since you guys were kids. if she wanted to ruin your life, she would've already done it. nothing has changed between you two."
"earth to mattia," i sigh, "im dating her ex!"
"she has no reason to be jealous," mattia assures me, "doesn't she have a boyfriend anyway?"
"no they finally broke up for good, it was a long time of on and off dating though- oh my god. david!" i say.
"huh? what about david?" mattia asks.
"david is her ex boyfriend mattia. the same one who just happened to steal your car and know exactly where we were in the woods."
"that could've been a coincidence," mattia says, "and hasn't david dated everyone? he literally dated natalie!"

"well yeah.. but none of those other relationships seemed to matter except for him and kenzie. who knows what she convinced him to do?!" i practically yell.

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a/n: ok who do you guys think her stalker is bc IM SO CURIOUS