Make Me Smile || Kurt Cobain

Chapter 7 - I'll Miss You Babygirl

Ashlyn

Two days. I had two days left before the tour began and I had told Michael zilch about it.

Dave told me continuously not to bother while Krist stressed on the fact that Michael needed to know.

But Kurt, well, Kurt told me to just do what makes me happy. So I settled on that.

Michael's approval would make me happy so that's why I'm here at 9 o'clock in the evening knocking on his door. I'm a weird one I know.

"Oh, it's you" A shirtless Michael said sounding utterly deflated as he opened the door for her.

"Ouch" I said out loud. "Can I at least come in?" I asked. Michael rolled his eyes.

"Be my guest" He said sarcastically then gestured to the living room to which I got inside his house. "Have you changed your mind about the tour?"

"Straight to the point I see. The answer is no. And we leave on Sunday"

"Alright you've made your point clear. Now get out" He said brashly. I felt my heart breaking but I held it together because I could tell that something was up with Michael.

"Mike... what do you really have against me going on tour?" I asked softly,

"Ashlyn please don't" He warned but that warning fell on deaf ears as I moved even closer to him and gave him puppy dog eyes. "Don't even come near me with those, it's not gonna work"

"Oh but it already has." I said with a smirk. "Just come clean Michael, it's not fair to me and you know this"

"Ashlyn..."

"Michael, you cut me off for days, you're extreme cold to me at work and you've been giving me negative energy all week." I stated. We were both quiet for a while until Michael broke it with a sigh.

"Ash... honey... you're only eighteen. You're going on tour with three guys you barely know, save for Krist. You're going on the road which is mentally challenging as fuck, you're willingly getting immersed into the world of rock and roll, drugs, sex and alcohol. I don't want anything to happen to you and..."

"You'll miss me" I said with a small smile.

"I... well... Damn right I will. You're like a little sister to me Ash. I can't lose you. I don't wanna lose you. Remember all that shit you went through when your parents..."

"Michael please..." I cut him off as I winced.

"Sorry for bringing that up." Michael sighed. "See Ashlyn, it's instinctive. It's in my veins. I can't just turn off that protective switch."

"I know but just try it. Just this once. For the sake of my happiness. Can you do that?" I asked him with puppy dog eyes.

"That isn't gonna work on me"

"Oh yes it will" I said with a grin. Michael looked to be fighting an internal battle until he looked at my eyes one last time then sighed.

"Make fucking money girl. I'm gonna miss you" He said ruffling my hair. "But one wrong move from anyone and you'll come straight home okay. Breach of contract or no breach. You're my baby sis and I can't lose you"

"Awwn Michael" I said as I pulled him over to me for a hug which he reciprocated. "I love you too"

"Well duh, I'm one of the best people you know after all"

"Shut up" I said as we both laughed. "I'm happy you gave me your permission. It means a lot"

"Sure but wait, you really wouldn't have gone without my permission? You know you're eighteen Ash."

"I know but it's... it's... it's more of a conscience thing and doing what must be done for the sake of fulfilling all righteousness. You've done a lot for me Michael, it's rather unfair that I'll just jump on the first boat out of here without your permission"

"Well, thank you for that. You have my full permission and support to do so. I can't believe you're gonna become a star. It seems so unreal" I giggled.

"Relax Michael, I haven't started anything yet and for all I know, it's just the one tour and I'm through with them" Michael burst into sudden laughter. "What's so funny Mike?"

"That is one of the biggest lies I've ever heard. Ashlyn, we both know that your fucking talented and fucking multi talented. You're smart, beautiful and tough. You'll definitely attract the eye of any wise record label even before the tour gets halfway"

"Wow, what a compliment. Thank you" I said a bit stunned but flattered by what Michael said.

"And... secondly I see the way he looks at you." I raised an eyebrow.

"Who?"

"Playing dumb. I like that. All I will say is, be extremely careful and smart. There's a huge age gap which might not really be a big deal but still..."

"I have no idea what you're talking about Michael, honestly" I said. Michael gave me a skeptical look before completely acknowledging my sincere look of confusion.

"Wow you really don't see it do you? Well that sucks. Anyway why spoil the fun? Bottom line is have fun, live life, I'll definitely come visit you on the road sometime and remember, I will always..." Michael was interrupted by the ring of my phone. I smiled shyly.

"It's Kurt"

"Of course it is. Well pick it up, I'll go fix something for us in the kitchen" Michael said standing up as he disappeared into the kitchen.

"So what's the verdict? Did he accept or not?" Kurt asked in a cool and dare I say sickly voice.

"Yeah he did thankfully but what's up with your voice Kurt? Are you okay?" I asked unable to hide the concern I felt for him.

"Yeah just few... uh stomach issues... so what did Michael say?"

"Kurt are you alright? Have you taken any drugs? Gone to a doctor?" I egged on. Kurt went silent for a minute then spoke up again.

"Yeah I've taken drugs. Don't worry about me. I'm okay. Trust me" He said with a tone of finality. I sighed.

"Alright. I guess I can accept that. And Michael said yes by the way, plus we've made up by the way. Isn't that great?" I said unable to keep down my excitement. Kurt chuckled.

"His approval really made you happy huh?" Kurt asked.

"Yes it did."

"Well good of you to follow my advice. Do what makes you happy. And as long as you're happy, I'm happy" I could've sworn he was smiling on the other end.

"Wow. Who knew Kurt Cobain could be such a sweetheart?" I joked.

"Yeah, well." Kurt said making us both laugh. "Well sleep well, take care of yourself and get yourself mentally ready for the tour okay"

"Yes Kurt, thanks and same to you" I said before hanging up.

"Well that was nice" Michael said suspiciously and coincidentally coming out of the kitchen immediately the call ended.

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out. In time. I made turkey sandwiches, let's dig in"