48. Hell Is A Bad Place To Be

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"I just got off the phone with Erin." I told Kurt as I laid down om the bed next to him. "She's doing well." I informed him. We huddled together while I lit up my cigerette. "You ready for the show tonight babe?"

"Yep." He seemed genuanily happy, and with my hopeful delusions I thought no matter what happend tonight that feeling would always stay with him. "We better leave soon. Don't wanna keep those fans waiting."

"Alright." I said with defeat. I wasn't openly the clingy type who would beg borrow and steal to have five more minutes, but on the inside I wanted Kurt and I to have more alone time together. We were trying to have a baby afterall, and that requires a touch of one on one time. "When we get back, I've got a suprise for you." I paused when I remembered Kurt had a love hate relationship with being shocked and not expecting the occurance. "You're gonna love it baby."

"I'm sure. It's just the waiting is the hardest." He joked as he took my hand and we proceeded to exit the hotel room. In the hallway, we met up with the rest of Nirvana and their partners in love. June was also performing tonight, and she was already prepared with her punk rock clothles and a gutair around her waist while she balanced baby Joan in her arms. Pat trailed behind her while Dave was beside Krist and Stacey by me.

"I had to tape my pants to my legs." June blurted out. "Horny people in crowds always take these things off." She shook her head slightly. "Lucky you that you don't have that problem."

"Only person who gets handsey is this one." Kurt replied with a smug smirk before kissing me. "Not that I mind though."

"Oh my god Kurt." I playfully rolled my eyes before glancing at June. "Ignore him he's in one of those 'I'm king of the world' moods."

"But you've always said I'm the king of p... nevermind." He stopped himself upon getting a disapproving look from June and I. "Point taken."

"Why do I feel like I'm watching something that's supposed to be private?" Dave chuckled and sent Stacey into a fit of laughter. "Should we leave you three alone for a moment?"

"Oh shut the hell up Dave!" I joked, shaking my head and giggling,

Finally, we arrived at the gig. We moved backstage as Joan went with her nanny, Fiona, while all the string players began tuning their intruments. Stacey and I were making small talk until it went so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I turned my head towards the door as a woman walked in.

She had long red hair, and her face was caked in heavy weightened makeup. Covering her slim figure was a tight fitting skin tight red dress. Everyone was shocked, while Stacey and I were just left confused. Nobody said a single word until Kurt stood  off the floor and spoke up. "Maggie?" He squeaked. Her peircing green eyes were staring him down as he tried to find the words to say to her. I'd heard about Maggie before, all bad things of course, but I had no idea how physically appealing she is. I can't tell even in the slightest how insecure that makes me. "What are you here for?" Kurt raised an eyebrow, becoming clearly anxious when he saw how upset her presence was making me.

"To get you back." She hissed before strutting in his direction. 



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