Strange- Kurt Cobain

Overdose

Beverly P.o.V

My eyes fluttered open, they felt heavy, a soft ray of masked sunshine came through the white curtains of the window.

Wait, white curtains?

I looked around and saw I was in a fully white room, and my body felt very exhausted. I was either dead, or I was in my guest bedroom. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw Kurt sitting next to my bed in a chair, asleep with his head in his hands.

I looked at my arms, to my veins, I had a Band-Aid over the previous track mark on my arm. I didn't feel any next day haze, or any sort of high at all. I knew then that Kurt must have injected me with my Naloxone kit, considering he was the only one who could've possibly known.

I felt drained, and I felt like such a piece of shit man.

Before I knew it tears were slowly streaming down my face, I sniffled and Kurt's head jolted up. We met eyes, his beautiful blue eyes were bloodshot and puffy like he'd been crying. He jumped up onto the bed and held me close, I just kind of collapsed in his arms.

"Why? Why'd you do it baby?" He whispered softly.

I sniffled and spoke into his chest,  "I love you, and I'm never good enough.."

He forced my chin up to look at him and kissed me, god it never got old, I always felt like I was on cloud 9 when our lips collided. It lasted for about 30 seconds and he slowly pulled away, not breaking eye contact.

"I love you, Beverly. I love you, I love you, I love you" he told me, and I believed him.

I broke the eye contact by looking down, "why'd you kiss Stacy that day? Why'd you say that Vicky and all those other girls were better than me? Why'd you sleep with Vicky in my bed? Why did you hurt me Kurt?!" I cried.

I had to know the truth, I couldn't go through the heartbreak again, I couldn't live a lie. I loved him so much, but I wasn't going to do this any longer, this love was literally killing me. If he didn't love me, I knew I had to let him go.

"She pushed herself on me, I grabbed her hips to get her off, I didn't want to hit her or anything, but I wasn't fast enough, and you saw it. I had no feelings for her, I hate her. I simply hate her just for the fact of what she caused for us. I lied when I said Vicky and all those other sluts were better than you, I was angry. God, Beverly" he stopped for a second to sigh.

Kurt looked at me and said, "you're the best fuck in the world."

I blushed and looked down as he continued, "I slept with her in your bed because I wanted to make you jealous, and I was so angry I didn't know what I was saying, I was zoned out. I never meant any of that shit, I'm a jerk, an asshole, a piece of shit. I'm so, so fucking sorry I ever hurt you I am. I love you so much, I'm fucking begging you to have me. I want you so badly, I need you. I'm addicted to your love."

By the time he was finished, I was astounded. I never gave him the chance to give me his side about the Stacy story, it wasn't really his fault. I left him, that I regretted. I believed what he was saying. He never meant anything he said, he really loved me. He saved my life. Kurt was here.

Kurt was here, and he loved me. Kurt. Was. Here.

I looked back up at him and his face looked so sad, I grabbed his face and smashed my lips onto his, he kissed me back, placing his hands softly on my hips. I pulled away gently.

"Kurt, did you break up with Vicky?" I asked, forgetting all about the evil witch who I thought was my friend.

He nodded, "Liz is taking care of it right now, and she's kicking her out of the band."

My eyes widened, "she's kicking her out of the band forreal?" I asked, grinning madly.

He nodded and smiled, kissing me gently.

"So is that a yes to being the queen of my heart again, well officially again?" Kurt asked hopefully.

I blushed and said 'yes.' Which resulted in Kurt grinning like the Cheshire cat and kissing all over my face.

"Kurt stop!" I giggled and finally he did. 

"Alright, alright" he chuckled and held my hands, just playing with them. I yawned.

His head whipped up to look at me and stroked my forehead, laying me down softly he said sternly, "you need to go to sleep angel, you need a lot of rest after what happened."

I nodded, and he kissed my forehead and got up to leave, but I grabbed his hand.

"Please...stay.." I whispered, I sounded dumb but I needed him. To be in his arms.

He smiled, "of course darling."

Kurt wrapped his arms around me, and held me close. Kissing me softly as I laid my head on his chest. "I love you" he whispered.

"I love you too."

(A/N: ANDDDD THEY'RE BACK BABYYYYY WHOOP WHOOP)