The Boy With Blue Eyes {A Kurt Cobain Story}

Negative Creep

Day after day it seems I just work and then come home, hoping to fuck to get a call from the guys saying that they're coming home or whatever.

But they've seriously becoming popular. They've already won over LA.

Now where I did want to come on the road with them again for this set of the tour, i couldn't really afford to.

Even though Kurt kind of begged me, which surprised the fuck out of me.

Because ever since that night at his apartment, he's been acting so strange around me. So I've just kind of drawn back and let it go.

I'm not saying it isn't fucking killing me. Because it makes me feel like shit with my best friend acting like he doesn't want me around.

But then the next day he'll call me and tell me he misses me and whatever. Which always gets me and my stupid, emotional ass.

But what can I do?

I finally sat down on my couch as I sighed, feeling comfy for the first time in forever, when a knock came at my door, sighing slightly.

Who the hell could that be....?

"Doors open! You better not be a stalker prick."

A little laugh came from behind the door as it slowly opened, revealing Tracy standing there with an unknown look on her face, but a smile trying to remain on her lips, surprising me.

Don't get me wrong. Tracy has become one of my close friends. But somethings been off with her lately. She barley talks to me anymore.

I don't get it.

"Hey Bean... I hope I didn't come at a bad time. I just.... have you talked to Kurt today at all?"

I shook my head no as a sigh escaped me, not even knowing where he could be at right now. He's out there living his dream. Which I'm super happy about.

But still.

"No. I haven't sadly. Why? Did he call you..?"

She looked at me a minute longer, when her eyes started to water and panic actually set in, my heart starting to race.

Did something happen??

I jumped up from my seat as I looked at Tracy's broken face, her eyes finally meeting mine once again as she sighed from frustration.

"Yeah. He did. And you know what he said? He said we shouldn't live together anymore. But we could still date. What's that about??"

My eyes went wide from her words as we both finally just sat down, my head swimming from her confession.

He said that? I just... I don't get what the fuck is going on with him anymore. Even Krist tells me sometimes he doesn't get it.

You know Krist actually calls me all the time, whenever he can. He's like my big brother anyway, so it's a comfort when he does call.

"Why would he do that to you....? He never even mentioned anything like that to me. Of course, he hasn't really talked much to me lately."

I looked away from her as her eyes seemed to water once more, looking at the blank wall as I just sunk into my seat, starting to just get into the mood where I don't give a fuck anymore.

I want Kurt to talk to me. So damn much. But somethings wrong and he won't tell me for whatever reason.

"I don't know Bean. He wouldn't explain it. He just said that. And ended the conversation. I tried reasoning with him. I've been trying so damn hard with him lately. But I don't know... he doesn't want it anymore. He doesn't even want sex!"