"He's Gone, Dave."

Chapter 16

It is late at night. The clock read 3:00AM. Dave is asleep in the couples bedroom.

But the other male, isn't. Kurt is sprawled out of his head in the bathroom. His doped eyes staring helplessly at the ceiling as he felt tears rolled down his face.

"Dave!" Kurt slurred his shout. His breathing heaving up and down in a panic as he shouted again. "DAVID!"

Dave in the other room quickly sits up. He heard his boyfriend's shouts and screams.

"Kurt?!" Dave shouted the others name as he got out of the blankets and exited the bedroom.

Quickly rushing to the bathroom, he opened the door. What he saw, made the drummer freeze.

Inside the bathroom, Kurt is laying flat on his back. He looked on the verge of passing out.

A few syringes rested beside the bathtub. Dave noticed and sighed. "Damn, it!" He screamed in a panic as he lifted Kurt up in his arms.

Kurt groaned softly as his head flopped onto Dave's shoulder. "Oh, Dave...–Mm." he grunted softly.

"What..? You were– you were clean! You–" Dave broke down into sobs and he holds Kurt.

But Kurt has fainted in Dave's arms. Dave lifted his head and gasps. Shaking Kurt lightly. "Hey! Babe?! Hey! You gotta wake up! Hey!"

But Kurt didn't answer. "..Shit." Dave hissed out as he carried Kurt out of the bathroom.

"He's overdosing, Shit! Shit! Shit!" Dave panicked as he quickly went down the stairs.

Rushing outside, Dave carried Kurt to his car. He needs to get Kurt to the hospital. And quickly.

Dave starts up his car. Kurt is seated in the passenger. His car chair adjusted to the laying position.

Holding his boyfriends hand, Dave used the other hand to drive. Speeding a little as he rushed himself to get to hospital's emergency room.

Kurt weakly opened his eyes. Occasionally they will roll back in his head before he snapped them forward.

"Kurt? I'm taking you to the hospital. Okay, love?" Dave stated as they stopped the car at a red light.

"Mm–... Hospital?.. No, no.. take me home." Kurt weakly mumbled as his eyes fluttered shut again.

"No. You aren't going back home. they pump your stomach. You can seriously get..get–" Dave stopped himself to say the certain word.

Breaking down into sobs as the light turned green. He pushed on the gas. Speeding himself to the hospital.

Once he arrived, Dave parked the car. It almost wrecked into the car next to him due to how panicked he was.

But thankfully that didn't happen.

Dave quickly opened the driver's door. He exited and started waving his arms and screaming for nurses to come over.

A group of nurses and doctors rushed over with a stretcher. Taking Kurt quickly inside to get him in an emergency room.

Meanwhile Dave waited in the waiting room. Holding his head as he stared at the little tiles on the floor.

Worried about his boyfriend.
Not just worried, scared for Kurt Cobain.

' He attempted. ' Dave realized as he lifted his head. His lips trembled in shock as he held his tears back.

Covering his face, he started to cry.