kurt kunkle - kurtsworld

nineteen

Me and Kurt where on the way to his house. He needed to use the bathroom he claimed. We actually had a small argument over it. Like why couldn't he hold it? I'm sure there's bathrooms wherever we're going. But I guess it didn't matter as we pulled into his driveway anyways

He parked the car, and got out, running to his house. His little jog was actually cute

About 5 minutes later he came running back, when his mom stopped him. He signaled for her to hold on, opening up the door

"Hey, hand me the gun" What?  "What?"

"Hand it to me, ill just put it inside" Okay..

I open the glove compartment, and carefully hand him the gun. He gives me a smile before running back into his house

If I wasn't on my phone I would've probably acknowledged the gun shot I heard moments later

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We where driving again. Boring stuff. Until Kurt spoke up. "Hey uh, I wanna go visit my friend real quick. Bobby"

"You wanna stop everywhere" "But it'll just be real quick" "Whatever Kurt"

He could tell I was annoyed with him. We're lucky we don't have cops chasing after us. He stopped the car, and grabbed one of his cameras, talking to it. Of course, turning it on and streaming to his 'fans'. I still don't get his obsession with being famous

He opened the door, unbuckling his seat belt. "I'll just be quick" "Okay" Then he said it again, "Love you" and kissed my lips before stepping out the car. As the door shut I could only mumble a 'Love you too'

I wasn't technically staring, but this Bobby kid had opened the door but supposedly didn't invite Kurt inside. Like he was just standing there

I could tell they where talking though. Kurt was using his hands like always. Then I saw him grab something out og his pocket

Now it was dark, but I saw it shine. It was something sliver. Not a gun. Wait, he's not gonna kill this kid is he?

Kurt stepped into the house, and I leaned my head over to get a better view. I heard screaming, not being able to tell if it was Kurt's or Bobby's I decided to step out the car

That's when I heard it. Another gun shot. Or maybe it was just my head fucking with me. I wasn't really on the porch but the door was open and I looked inside

Kurt was crotched on the ground, over Bobbys body, with the camera in his face

I didn't see his face until Kurt stood up. My mouth dropped. He was shot. In the fucking face

Kurt slowly turnt around, looking at me. I saw the gun in his hand. The blood on his face and clothes

"Kurt... what the fuck!"

He got defensive, "What! He was being a jerk!"

"I've seen to many dead people today. Take me home" I started walking back to the car

Kurt ran out, following me. "What about my dad's thing?"

"Forget that, take me home Kurt"

"No just, let me take a shower then-"

"And leave that poor kid! What the fuck is wrong with you?" "Calm down-" "No, you calm down. Then fucking take me home"

I slammed the car door, and Kurt just went back inside

He had the keys so I couldn't drive the car, nor could I walk cause it's late and I have no idea where I am

Fuck