March 7th, 1992
"You scared me so fucking bad!" I said, hugging Kurt tightly. "Kurt,You told me you quit. God, your having a child!" He looked ashamed and sad as I scolded him. "I can't lose you." I huffed, tears dripping down my cheeks.His lips turned to a frown. "Julia, I need heroin. Its the only thing that helps my stomach." "Is it worth losing everything?" He pursed his lips. "That's what I thought." I whispered harshly, before storming off.
"Hey, where's Kurt?" Dave said, grabbing me by the arm. "He's in the kitchen." I said quietly. Dave rose from his drumset and kissed me softly, before heading off.
I turned to krist, who was tuning his bass. "I'm so worried about him." I whispered, fiddling with my necklace. Krist dropped his bass and looked down at me. "I am too. We all are."
We hugged briefly, then Kurt and Dave came back. "Alright, I'm gonna go to the office. My boss said he wanted me to come by." "It's Saturday though." Dave pouted. I rolled my eyes and kissed him, before going to my car.
"Brilliant! Your brilliant Julia!" He shouted like a mad man, holding the magazine up. "Critics are raving over your interview. It was so personal. For Christ's sake, it was in the damn restroom!" I chuckled and crossed my legs.
"You're getting a big paycheck for this, dear. Sorry to make you come in on a Saturday." I thanked him, then left the office, feeling proud of myself.
"Im back!" I yelled over the loud sound of the guys practicing. They all came in. "What is that?" Krist said, snatching the magazine from my grasp. I scoffed. "That's my interview!" I squealed. "People are loving it." Dave's face lit up. He grabbed me and kissed my lips hard.
"I'm proud of my kick ass journalist girlfriend." I giggled and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Get a damn room!" Krist teased. We all laughed.
I stopped Kurt before I left after band practice. "I love you." I whispered, hugging him tight. He shifted uncomfortably. "Love you too." He eventually muttered, scratching the scruff on his chin. "See ya." He nodded and let me go.
Dave's P.O.V
Julia stayed silent for the whole car ride home. Shes normally so talkative. I didn't push the issue at first, but things progressed.She started tapping her fingers on the car window at a rapid pace, something she does when she's really nervous. "Julia?" She wasn't responding. I could hear here taking fast, uneven breaths as she tapped.
Tap, tap, tap.
It became louder.
"JULIA!" She didn't stop at my yell. Hell, the girl didn't even flinch. I forced her arms to her sides. She looked at me, completely devoid of emotion.
Her eyes then watered. "Jesus Christ." I whispered, hugging her close to me. Body shaking sobs erupted from her chest. She gasped for air as she cried.
I stroked her hair while whispering "everything will be alright" in her ear.
She cried into me until sundown. "Jules, lets go inside." She sniffled and opened her door slowly. Our hands were intertwined loosely as we walked inside my house.
She sat on the sofa, picking at her chipped nail polish. "What happened?" I whispered. Her eyes were squeezed shut. "I-its kurt. Im so scared for him." She said, rocking back and forth.
I sighed and kissed her hand.
Im finally realizing it. This will be the end of Kurt.
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