Strange- Kurt Cobain

Comfortably Numb

 Beverly P.o.V

I woke up in a shot of pain in my chest. I stood up from the bathroom floor, looking into the mirror, my eye's were droopy and bloodshot, my lips were blue from lack of oxygen. My pupils were small, and there was dark circles under my eyes. I looked like a zombie.

I decided to shoot up a bit before I left, just a tiny bit wouldn't hurt.

I did the routine of heating the spoon, cooking the dope and sucking it up into the syringe, it was sickening to watch, but beautiful to feel. I took it in through the veins and was once again consumed by pure ecstasy.

Knock, knock, knock!

I shook as I walked to the door, the "next day" haze made me paranoid.

"Hello?" I asked groggily, hoping to god it wasn't Liz or the cops.

I heard shuffling, "this is the manager, just be out of here by 11:30" he said through the door.

"Oh, sure thing!" I said sighing. Thank god it wasn't anyone man. I then looked at the clock, '11:15'.

Shit! I had 15 minutes! I grabbed my dope and shoved It in the sports bra I was wearing. Making sure it wouldn't fall out. I placed my purple bag with syringes in my purse, covering it up with other shit that was in there. I was stoned but had enough sobriety to make it home.

I grabbed my shit and got out of that damn hotel, I felt like the walk back home was the longest time I've ever spent walking in my life. There was no music playing anywhere, but I heard Bruce Springsteen's Sad Eyes playing in my head  a lot.

I felt zoned and numb, I knew where I was going but everything looked different.

I finally reached our apartment building, and cautiously stepped inside. Walking through the lobby I felt like I was watched, but I always felt like that. I entered the elevator and went up to my level. I made sure I had my key out and ready.

Before I inserted my key I realized the door was already unlocked. I slipped my key in the pocket, I bet they were waiting for me..Fuck here it goes.

Kurt P.o.V

I woke up at about 8:00 am. and I've been up since, it's 1:30 pm. now. Vicky had to go to her Dermatologist about an hour ago. Liz was half asleep on the couch. I felt tired, but I was awake. Worrying. All of the sudden the door knob turned and me and Liz both shot up.

I watched as Beverly walked in, more like stumbled. Her hair was messed up, a little more than usual, her eyes were bloodshot and had dark circles around them, and her lips looked a little drained of color.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Liz asked angrily, Beverly kept walking with her head down.

She mumbled something and tripped over a wire and fell, then quickly got up. "I said yeah man, I was at the bar, stop yelling" Beverly said in a drowsy voice.

"Are you okay?" Liz asks looking at her, almost like she was examining her.

Beverly's glossy eyes picked up from the ground and she looked dead, she was still beautiful of course. Beverly was always gorgeous.

" Yeah, yeaaah, I'm just tired man, I'll see you guys later" she mumbled in an almost over-joyed voice.

Liz stood up and got really close to Beverly's face, I got worried that a fight might occur so I stood up with her to make sure. She looked up at Liz with a half asleep look. 

"Are you high?" She asked sternly, and I knew she wasn't talking about pot.

Beverly shook her head slowly, "no man, stop this shit, I'm not in the fucking mood" she strained.

I then realized that she looked like she had just shot up, she looked like she was doped up. It broke my heart. "Then show me your arms" demanded Liz.

Beverly rolled her eyes and strode fast up the stairs. Liz grabbed her cigarettes and went out on the balcony.

I took off after Beverly, I was going to make her fuckin' tell me the truth. I was done being the dick, I love her and I'm going to save her.