The Arts

FanFiction about Mazzi Maz. and more sex.
Violence as well. ;D


2. The Shop

Hey Matt, what’s up?

“Oh hey man, I didn’t hear you walk in.”

Hehe, you know me- always creeping and crawling into places.

He laughs and says, “Nothing changes I swear; so what’s up?”

I’m nervous about telling Matthew about my definite plans to move to Europe. I hope he doesn’t get upset; I want to leave things on a good note. Just looking at him makes me want to say nothing to him. He’s like my blood brother, and leaving him behind would hurt both of us. Ugh! Why is this so difficult?

I-I uh came here to yunno . . . to tell you something. I say anxiously.

Matthew looks directly into my eyes and gives me a serious stare. I swear his stares can kill a person.

“Somethin’ wrong?”

Well, it’s about Europ-

Matthew cuts me off.

“Mars, we’ve talked about this. You and I both know that we’ll be in this dump forever. I’m not saying to stop dreaming, but all I’m saying is . . . you’re gonna lose yourself by getting your hopes up.”

I know I’m young, but Matthew is wrong. Never mix your path with your destination, once said an anonymous writer. I’m not a fighter, nor a lover. I’m just me. I don’t like to argue, and whenever I sense an argument rising, I try to end the conversation. But when that doesn’t work, I walk away and declare them the winner. Matthew isn’t really a dreamer, he feels we’re born in a certain place because that’s where we should stay forever. I’m sorry, but that’s him; I believe in success and ambition. The only difference between me and him is that he is all talk. I actually do something, if I want to move up in my life. Sigh, what now?

I . . . umm I’m going to Europe tomorrow.

His serious stare loosens up and starts to chuckle.

“Yeah sure, and I’m buyin’ a Ferrari tonight.”

I didn’t want to do this, I just wanted to tell him and go home. I did not want to bring out my airplane ticket. But if this is what it takes to show him, so be it.


He ignored me.

Matthew look.

He turns around and his eyes immediately make contact with my ticket.

“Is that-” I cut him off.

I can’t be here anymore man. If I stay here any longer, I might turn bitter and gray. The only thing that kept me here was the street art. If it wasn’t for that, I would’ve been long gone. You know you’re like a brother to me, and I love you. But I cannot let that stop me from dreaming big.

Matthew is completely speechless. He wants to say something but he can’t.

Matt, you know you’ll still be with me in spirit, but I have to explore art in person. I’m tired of exploring art online. It’s not the same. I’m sorry man, I know this is all so very sudden but I cannot be here anymore yunno?

“Marceline you cannot go. You have all the necessities you need, to be a great artist. You are a great artist! You’re amazing! Mars, you don’t have to leave the country to get your parents attention. You can stay at my house; you know you’re always welcomed.”

 His eyes start to water. I can’t help but to see him hurt. But I cannot push my dreams back any longer.

Matt, that’s you. You have all the necessities to be an amazing mechanic. You are amazing! I don’t, and I’m not doing this to get my parent’s attention. I told you, I gave up on that situation. I know I’m welcomed, and I thank you so much for your support; but I unless the place you’re letting me stay is in Europe . . . no thanks. Matthew, it’s time for a change.

I can see Matthew’s hands clench into a fist. I had only seen him get really angry once. I do not want to deal with all this drama and argument. Suddenly, Matthew just bolts up and starts to raise his voice.

“Marceline you cannot go to Europe, you don’t know anybody there! How are you gonna survive?! You don’t even have money! You are aware that moving to Europe costs money right?! You wanna-”

I cut him off. I cannot let him rant on a subject that he doesn’t know much about.

I’ve been working behind your back and I saved up all my money. In addition, the account that my parents opened for me when I was little also has a great amount of money. Matthew believe me, I HAVE money.

He looks around and laughs, but in an angry and surprised way.

“Wow . . . anything else you haven’t told me? Anymore secrets?!

Can we please not argue? All I wanted to do is say my last goodbyes and leave knowing that everything is okay. I have a feeling this isn’t going to turn out the way I wanted it to, so I’ll leave. Bye Matthew, stay safe okay? I’ll call you when I get there. I have a feeling that you might yell some more. So I’m taking my hearing aids off. So please, if you wanna talk to me, do it when you’re calm.

I took of my hearing aids and I can feel his footsteps getting closer to me. But I know he isn’t calm, so I fastened my pace and went home to finish packing.

“Mars I-”

Matthew stopped himself from saying anymore.

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