Dave Falls For Kurt

Chapter:11 Dave Finds out

This is the last chapter of this book sadly :,( but I will make a new book about Dave starting the band foo fighters......

Dave's P.O.V

I was happy but had a bad feeling at the same time. I didn't know why but who cares. I sat dow on my bed in the hotel and turned on the tv and saw Kurt's face on the news. The lady was saying" breaking news right now it seems to be local grunge band singer Kurt Cobain has shot himself in the head". I had to turn the TV off. Was all that just true.

Krist ran into my room crying he said sobbing " Da-Dave did you here? Here what!? Kurt killed him self they found his body this morning. what!?! It was all true? Yes! Yes! Dave!
I couldn't help but scream Kurt's name and then krist ran and hugged me. Me and Krist didn't want to do anything because we were so sad. Krist said will you sleep with me man? Because I'm sad and scared. Sure.

A few hours later
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Dave's P.O.V

I was having a dream and Kurt was there singing on stage. Then it was me and him standing by the bridge were we met. Kurt said " Dave your having a dream". all I could say was " Why. Why. Why Kurt that was selfish. Dave I was hooked on drugs it was the best I could do and I was so sick of all my depression. Then I woke up to the phone ringing. I answered Hello? Yes Dave it's me Courtney. Courtney was a good friend of me Krist and Kurt. Oh hey I said with sadness in my voice. Are you and Krist ok? No not really. Oh well I'm sorry and I can't get my mind off of Kurt but they are getting Kurt's body cremated. Ok. And they wanted to know if you wanted to see him before they burn his body. I started Crying and said ok. ok. I'll be back in Seattle tomorrow. Ok love ya Dave bye.

15 hours later
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I got off the plain and went straight to see Kurt's body. Krist said he didn't want to see Kurt all messed up. I walked slowly into the door and I saw Kurt he looked bad. I started crying really hard. I saw how they shaved the side of Kurt's head and stitched up and the dry blood they had on him. I was sobbing on Kurt but then I got an idea and I saw it in Kurt's face. I've been writing songs and I don't know if I should publish them and make a band....Maybe......Maybe.
I gave Kurt one last kiss on his four head and held his hand then I had to leave because Krist needed someone he was crying and freaking out.

When I got home I wanted all of Kurt's thing and it still smelled like him and that's what made me crying again.....again........and again.
I payed on the bed sobbing on Kurt's jacket and held his guitar in my arms.
I was thinking in my head and wanted to make songs and get a band to gather.
But who cares it would never work.
Before I went to sleep I said in my head
R.I.P. Kurt Donald Cobain
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