It's Better to Burn Out than Fade Away-Kurt Cobain

Chapter 128

I couldn't believe what I had just heard. 

There was no way. 

He was lying. 

My stomach dropped and I fell to the ground, clutching the phone to my ear, hoping that Dave would say that he was just kidding. 

"Hang on, I'm getting another call," He hung up again, but I had no reaction.

I couldn't process what he had just said. 

Kurt was dead?

My Kurt was dead?

There was no way Kurt Donald Cobain was dead. 

No. 

It was happening again. 

It was everything with Robert all over again. 

I was never going to talk to Kurt again. 

Never going to speak to him again. 

I started to scream into my pillow and cry. 

"Ruby!" Dave screamed. "He's not dead!"

It felt like a weight had been lifted off of my chest. 

Everything that I had been feeling a millisecond ago was gone. 

I still cried. 

Not out of sadness, but out of relief.

My chest felt like it was being pulled together and it felt very tight. 

It was hard to breathe, but after Dave told me Kurt wasn't dead, I felt relieved. 

"What the fuck?" Was all I could whisper. 

My body was shaking all over, my voice was trembling, and I felt numb. 

I thought my husband was dead. 

"Ruby, Kurt overdosed."

"God," I started to cry again. "On purpose?"

"I don't know yet. I think so. Ruby, you have to come here."

"Dave, I don't have the fucking money!"

"I'll pay it for you. I could literally fly you out tonight."

"Dave, this is insane. My kids-"

"Ruby, your fucking husband just overdosed and he's in a different country right now. Are you telling me you're not going to be by his side just to make sure he's okay?"

"How soon can I get there?"