Chapter 8 - Matteo
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Around 9pm, Matteo’s phone beeps in his pocket. He’s just about to start a new game of Fifa alone (since his brother and Vinnie both spend time on campus on weekdays).
Isabella Altieri: arriving in 2
He turns off his PS4 and walks over to the desk. He takes a plate full of powder cocaine out of the drawer and quickly fixes himself a line. Sure enough, Isabella’s laugh is heard from down the hall and the door opens. She comes in with numerous shopping bags and Valentina trailing behind her, also holding a vast number of bags.
“We’re back!” Isabella sings and drops the load of bags on the floor in the corner by the mini bar.
“You didn’t hold back huh.” Matteo jokes and watches Valentina look around the room. “I think I’ve been here before.” She says. “Weird.”
Matteo looks at her for a second then turns back to Isabella. “So what did you buy?”
She takes out her wallet and shows him the receipts. “We got decorations, neon glow sticks we’ll turn into bracelets, then we found these cute halloweeny buckets we can use for VIP bottle service- oh! And these web decorations to make it look like the VIP is filled with spiders.”
“Tell her about the big spider.” Valentina chimes in and starts rummaging through the bags.
“Oh! And we found a big spider prop which we thought would be fun if it looked like a mama spider at the entrance to the area.”
Valentina holds up a giant tarantula plush toy, which has eight eyes and eight legs.
“That looks…not scary.” Matteo smiles. “I mean, it all sounds and looks good to me. If you need people to set it up, use our security.”
“I mean, you could also help.” Valentina remarks and crosses her arms over her chest.
“Yes, but I can also pay someone to help instead of me.” Matteo smiles back, then goes to grab some of the bags.
***
When Matteo arrives at Redlight on October 31st dressed as the devil, the inside is almost unrecognizable. There’s white fog everywhere but not too much to be annoying, orange and black lights move around the room in sync with the music, and there are skeletons, spiders, zombies and other Halloween props scattered all around.
He finds Isabella in the VIP area on the couch, talking to Vinnie. The doors opened five minutes ago, and there’s still a giant queue outside.
“This is amazing Izzy, well done.” Matteo says, hugging her from the side after he sits down, then looks out past the elevated VIP area and onto the dancefloor. The DJ is right at the entrance, to the left, and the people who get tables can see everything that goes on in the club.
“I mean, Valentina helped a lot and had good ideas, so we both deserve the credit.” She says, hugging him back. “She even came up with names for the VIP menus. “My favorite one is Jack O’Lantern for whiskey. Wait, no. Gin Skeletonic.”
Matteo grabs a can of RedBull from the pumpkin shaped ice bucket at their table. That’s their usual table of ten, reserved always for Matteo and his friends. That way he can easily step back into the staff hallway which is in the back of the VIP area, while also seeing everything happening in the club. That’s how he spotted Aleksi dealing drugs in the first place.
“What are you supposed to be?” Isabella asks.
“The Devil, clearly.” He smirks.
“You threw on some devil ears and a red T-shirt. You’re not the devil.”
“I could’ve come out here in nothing and I’d still be the devil.” Matteo says, trying to act all mysterious.
“Do you pick up girls with that line?” Isabella retorts, disappointed. “If you do, no wonder why your standards are so low.” Matteo pouts and Isabella shrugs. “Am I wrong?”
“I do have standards.”
“Prove it.”
“I dated Allison.”
Before Isabella can say something, Valentina and Raisa climb the four stairs leading to the VIP area.
“Hi, oh my god what took so long?” Isabella asks Valentina as she helps them drop their bags on the couch, sliding over to make room. Valentina sits down first next to Matteo, and Raisa next to her.
Valentina leans over closer to Matteo, mirroring Isabella, so they can understand each other over the music. “The queue is long as f**k and then the coatroom took forever.” Valentina answers. Great, now they’re yelling at each other with Matteo between them.
He leans back into the couch, trying to make them more space.
“Do you want a drink?”
Valentina takes the menu and holds it up so Raisa can also see. “I’ll take the Vodka Redlight. I need some RedBull to keep me up.”
“And I want the Hallowine.” Raisa laughs.
Isabella starts mixing the drinks and Matteo thinks about escaping this all-girls situation. He feels like he’s intruding. Then he remembers Vinnie’s here, on the other side of Isabella.
“Why are you so quiet Vincenzo?” Matteo asks, patting him on the shoulder.
Vinnie looks up from his phone. “Nothing. I thought I’d let you two talk.” He smiles. “I’m fine.”
“Is it Sophia-related?”
“Let’s talk after a meeting.”
A staff-meeting was a staff room meeting where they’d do a line. Smoke a joint. Talk.
Isabella sits back down and turns to Matteo. “Allison was great, but right now you could definitely do better. She was mommy-ing you and turned you into a passive person. All you did was spend time with her, everywhere you went, she went. You were with her out of comfort, not want. Or need.”
Matteo feels like he’s being told off by one of his parents, but he knows she’s right. The fact that everyone present can probably also hear what she’s saying doesn’t make it better.
“Yeah, you’re right.”
“And everyone that followed afterwards was the same. That’s why you said you don’t want to settle down anytime soon-because they weren’t up to the standards you don’t know you had. I’m not judging you; I’m just saying you can’t prove that you have standards.”
Matteo rolls his eyes. “You should become a politician.”
“I’m trying to. I’m literally studying World Politics.”
He turns to look at Valentina and Raisa, who are in a conversation of their own. “What about you?”
They both look at him.
“What about us?” Valentina asks before taking a sip of her drink.
“What do you study?”
“I study Psychology with a minor in Economics.”
Matteo raises his brows. “And you?” he asks Raisa.
“Law.”
Matteo nods, not really knowing where to go with the conversation from here. “What about you?” Valentina asks.
“Economics.”
“Oh really? Did you have Jameson during the first year in Managerial Accounting?”
“Um…I don’t really go to courses.”
Valentina c***s her head. “Then how do you pass the classes?”
He shrugs. “I just read the summary notes and go to exams. And make sure I meet the 60% attendance demand in some courses.”
Valentina looks impressed. “How did you pass Managerial Accounting?”
“It’s math. And business. People get too caught up in the theory sometimes and forget to read between the lines. You know the 80/20 rule?”
“The Pareto Principle.”
“80 percent of consequences come from 20 percent of causes. So 80 percent of what I need to know to pass the exam can be learned by doing 20 percent of the work.”
Somebody calls Valentina’s name, and a girl Matteo has seen around before appears in front of the VIP area. The guard doesn’t let her through because she doesn’t have a VIP bracelet.
“I’ll see you guys; I’m going to go dance with my friend.” Valentina says, looking at Isabella more than anyone else, and then stands up and grabs her drink. “You want to come with?” she asks Raisa.
“I’ll finish my drink and then come meet you.” Raisa decides and then Valentina’s gone.
Isabella is talking to Vinnie again, and Matteo wonders why nobody else has shown up to their table. His siblings and Vinnie’s are expected to show up, and none of them are here yet.
“What did you do this summer?” Raisa asks, trying to make conversation.
Matteo looks at her. She’s wearing a tight green bodysuit that shows off all of her body but in a subtle way. She has clearly dyed her hair blonde and her eyes are dark brown. Matteo remembers sleeping with her for two months before college ended.
They met in the club, and he knew her face. Then sometime during April she came to an afterparty at Matteo’s apartment, they flirted with each other and ended up sleeping together. It continued like that for a few months. Matteo likes her; she’s smart and can hold up a conversation that’s not about gossip or cars or fashion.
But he never saw her as anything more than a friend he sometimes likes to have s*x with.
“I chilled in Sicily.” Then he proceeds to ask her about her summer.
“Mine and Valentina’s family usually spend our summers in Sicily as well, that’s why we came to the party in Taormina.”
Matteo flashes back to the party, where he realized that Raisa was Aleksi’s sister. For some reason though, most of his memories from that day are filled with Valentina in the red dress, looking unimpressed about anything Matteo had to say.
“Matteo.”
He looks up to see Vinnie looking back at him with a questioning look on his face.
“I’ll be back in fifteen.” Matteo tells Raisa. He hasn’t had s*x in almost a month, and he kind of missed having to work for it.
After Vinnie locks the door of the staff room he starts venting.
“Sophia ended up not going to Portugal for her Erasmus semester and is coming back. She texted me this morning asking if we want to meet for coffee tomorrow.”
Matteo tries to focus on both his friend’s problems as well as fixing them with a bit of cocaine.
“Do you want to see her?”
Vinnie shrugs. “I mean, I don’t know. The last months we saw each other it was very toxic, and it ended up draining the life out of me. But I still care about her.”
“I mean…man. Look. She cheated on you and then blamed you for not being affectionate enough.”
“We weren’t…dating.”
“You’ve been dating for years and you have never been with somebody else. I think you’ve lost your self-respect along the way.” Vinnie doesn’t look like he likes what he’s being told. Matteo goes on anyway. “She knows if she as much as lifts a finger you’re going to crawl back to her, because you’ve proven it to her over and over again.”
Vinnie sighs, defeated. He takes a seat across the desk from Matteo and starts rolling up a bill. “Then tell me what to do.”
Matteo smirks. “I think you need a distraction. A new hobby. A new girl.” “A bandage wouldn’t help.”
“Then a new hobby. Let’s start…I don’t know, golfing? Just something.” “I’m not going to go golfing.”
“Then let’s go partying.”
“We are literally doing that right now.”
Matteo shakes his head. “Not here. You need to leave the environment that causes you to think of her. Let’s go to Austria in December. Boy’s skiing trip. Then maybe Vienna.”
Vinnie smiles. “Alright.”
When they get back to their table, Marco and Aurora have shown up, and so have Eddie and his sister Pia.
“Are you supposed to be a devil?” Aurora asks, unimpressed.
Matteo makes a face at her. “And you’re supposed to be what?”
“A sexy catwoman.” She says, making a twirl.
“You’re seventeen.” Matteo points out and she flips him off before going over to Pia. He sees Isabella in the corner of the VIP area, talking to Valentina.
“Your outfits match.” Isabella notices when Matteo approaches them. She’s motioning between Valentina and him.
Valentina is wearing a white corset tutu dress with rhinestones on it that makes her look younger than she is and a pair of white heels with what looks like leaves on it. If it weren’t for the small wings on her back or the bandana with a halo on it, Matteo would’ve never thought she was an angel. Or a fairy.
“I mean, he’s only got a dusty devil headband on.” Valentina notices, a teasing smile playing on her face. “It’s not the type of devil my angel would match.” She jokes and Isabella seems to find it extremely funny because she starts laughing.
Matteo ignores them and turns around, meeting Raisa’s eyes in the process. They nod at each other.
Six hours later when Matteo gets home from the club, Raisa’s with him. They kiss as soon as they get into the taxi, and they don’t stop until the sun comes up and Raisa falls asleep.
- Writer
