Stolen Wine Dreams

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"What are you doing with your life," Matty asks while we both lie side by side staring at the sky, I was kinda thrown off by this question, I sit up looking down at the small creek "I don't really know, my mum used to ask me that question every single morning" I slightly chuckle at the memory 

He sits up beside me and looks to the creek before slowly turning to look at me, I still stay staring at the creek asking myself the question. "I have no idea, I guess as my mother would say I'm wasting  my life away by working at the same rundown supermarket since I was 17 and by partying every weekend with a joint in hand,"  I say to him continuing to look out at the creek and pulling up the earth below me.

"So not living your dreams." Matty questions, I turn and look at him "definitely not," I sigh "but really it's my own fault I just get so caught up in my anxieties and fears of the world outside this shithole that I've yet to pack my stuff and leave, follow my dreams wherever the hell the take me."  

"why don't you then, drop all that you have here and leave it's not that scary out there." he stands up and reaching for my hands to pull me up. "yeah and become a professional musician that seems very likely to happen." I turn away from him " that's your dream? Love, if that's what you want, come tour with us, my band. We're struggling musicians but we are getting out there playing wherever the fuck we can and essentially living our dreams." he says standing in front of me shaking my shoulders.  

I scoff and look into his eyes looking for a playfulness to show me that he's insane and pulling the piss, but all that I could find in his deep brown eyes were seriousness. "you're serious, I can't just quit my job and leave everything here, I mean I could but god I don't know." I start pacing on the grass. "of course I'm serious I mean I haven't heard you sing, so you could be absolute shit but I'm holding out hope." I give him a small punch on the arm for his comment. "and for that job quit right now let's go." Matty says as he starts walking back towards his car.

I just stand there for a few seconds, he must be joking I think to myself. "come on we have a supermarket to trash." Matty yells waiting for me to catch up I just nervously laugh maybe he isn't joking.


Oh shit he wasn't joking I think to myself as we pull up to the local supermarket, my place of work I just look at him, "wait please tell me you're not serious" I pray that he says what I want to hear.  He doesn't answer me at first he just steps out of the car and walks towards the entrance, "shit" I say running up to him. " You've got to go out with a bang my dear," he winks entering the supermarket.

I breathe in and let my nerves fade away "lets trash this place" Matty says before running up the aisle and pulling everything from the shelves, I exhale and run up the aisle beside the one he just trashed and copy his actions pulling cans of beans and soups and throwing them to the ground, glass jars soon shatter to the ground as I laugh letting go of everything and living in the moment.

I meet up with Matty at the alcohol and look at all the bottles of wine, there's shouting coming from the front desk and customers freeze with their carts watching us destroy everything, we look at each other and nod before reaching for the bottles of wine throwing them to the ground wine splattering everywhere including all over me but in that moment I couldn't give two shits.

Matty yells that we should leave both of us running out with a bottle of wine each, I stop at the front desk before the exit and see my boss he looks to me wide-eyed and mouth dropped open, "by the way Jeff I quit, have a good life and fuck you." I flip him off before running to Matty's car laughing hysterically.

Matty sped off, " I cannot believe we just did that." I look to Matty stunned he looked at me and smiled "well we did, fuck that place and welcome to your new life."



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