Awkward (Dave Grohl love story)

Chapter 19

20

1994

Mel
I ran to the payphone and called a number I hadn't called in a few weeks.
"Hey Duff its Mel, I have got a ticket to L.A and will be landing there tomorrow at 10am. Can I please stay with you?" I begged.
"Of course you can I'll pick you up as well," he said.
"Thank you so much," I said. I stayed the night at Shelli's Krist was staying there aswell since him and Shelli are back together and woke up at at 5:30 to get ready for my 6:30 flight.
"I am gonna miss you so much," I said crying.
"You will still see me, don't worry maybe I can beg Krist to come down for a week," Shelli said crying aswell.
I got a cab to the airport and got on a plane with my 3 suitcase of my belongings. I sat in my seat and put my headphones on and put the Toto IV album on. I looked out the window as we started to take off. The song Africa blared into my ears from my Walkman as I looked down at Seattle got smaller and smaller until we were in the clouds. I woke up just as we were landing. When we got off the plane I got my suitcases and saw a man holding my name up on a piece of paper.
"I am Duff's driver. He couldn't come in since he would be swarmed," he said. I followed him out to a black limo and got in the back.
"Mel!!!!" Duff said hugging me tightly.
"I sure have missed you," I said. Duff opened the sunroof as we were driving I stood up and put my head through the sunroof Duff joined me. L.A was so different to Seattle. It was sunny and had Palm trees everywhere.
"Your in the jungle now," Duff said quoting Welcome To The Jungle.
We drove around to Duff's house which was really nice. It had a pool and a big garage. The house was really nice inside and was surrounded by palm trees. Duff was also sharing his house with his good friend Slash. I haven't seen Slash since Nirvana went on tour with Guns N Roses.

Dave

"Why are you here?" Shelli questioned when she opened her apartment door.
"Where did Mel go?" I asked worriedly.
"Dave it's too late, she's gone to Los Angeles," Shelli said
"Who is she staying with?!?!?" I asked.
"Some friend. I have to go get ready for work," she said and shut the door. I went back to my apartment. It looked so bare without Mel's stuff. There was no makeup in the bathroom, none of her shoes scatter on the floor, none of her clothes in what use to be her walk in wardrobe. It was honestly looked like I had always lived here myself. I opened a cupboard and suddenly a Polaroid photo fell out. I picked it up and it was a photo of Mel and I at a party when we first met. We were both laughing and having a good time. It hasn't even been a full day and I am already missing her.