Chapter 29

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Dave currently is resided in a hotel room. The hotel isn't that far from Kurt's house.

The drummer broke down into tears as he curled up on the emptiness of the bed. This happened so fast. He couldn't believe it.

Hugging the pillow close, Dave couldn't help but think of it as Kurt. He hiccuped sobs as he cried in the darkened hotel room.

Quickly he hides his face into the pillow. Muffling his pained screams as he hugged it close to him.

Dave lifted his head. Rubbing his nose as he sniffled. "Kurt is just mad.. he just needs space.. that's all.." he reassured himself and nodded.

He glanced out the window. He slowly gets off the bed. Pushing open the window.

He sees one flower. Resting inside of a tree that is growing next to Dave's hotel room window. The flower is a chrysanthemums. The stem had a bright colored ribbon and a small note attached to it.

Dave reached his hand out. Grabbing the flower and pulling it into the room. He knows this is from Kurt.

Quickly, Dave darted his head to look outside. But Kurt was no where to seen.

Maybe he was too late.

Dave admired the flower for a moment before he shakes his head. He didn't dare want to look at note that is sent by the man that he just broken by.

The clock strikes midnight.
April 5th.

Dave sets the flower onto the nightstand. He looked rather calmer now. The scent of the flower relaxed his nerves.

"I'll read it tomorrow..then go talk with Kurt and get this situated out." Dave mumbled. His voice full of exhaustion.

His eyes slowly fluttered into a close. His knees in just the slightest tucked in.

His breathing method became soft and relaxed. Falling asleep with the pillow being cuddled in his arms.

Dreaming about Kurt Cobain.

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