Heart Shaped Box

Broken Scars

    She was dazed and slightly confused when she opened her eyes.  Everything turned out to be very blurry, for a moment she thought she was maybe high or on a hangover.  Although she really wasn't.  She noticed that her face was bandaged here and there along with her abdomen wrapped under her clothes.  

  She pulls off the wrappings as her cuts were now scars on her skin.  She sat up finding herself inside of the back of a van. The girl cursed in her head thinking she was kidnapped, however, despite the cuts she had were mended she wasn't in a kidnapper van.  She saw a few plugs and a guitar amp in the back of the van she was in.

  Her eyes soon cleared up better as she looked out the window.  She was in some ghetto out in New York somewhere. 'Great...' she thought to herself rolling her eyes.  Then she noticed the van was also parked in front of a recording studio.  It was an old run down broken one.  She went to the van door but, it wouldn't budge open.

    Then, finally the van doors suddenly open, she hopped back a little frightened.  Then the young guy with long  brown hair spoke to someone else,

"Hey!  She's awake now dude."

"W-who the hell are you?"  She asked shaking a little.

"What ya don't recognize me?"  The young guy smiled, and then it became clear to her.  It was Dave Grohl.

"How did I get here? Why did you guys take me?" She asked standing up in the van staying away slightly from him.

"Some idiot apparently beat you up to death in an alley.  Then Kurt came up and killed him by stabbing him in the neck with a goddamn heroin needle."  Dave explained sitting on the back of the van with the doors open.  

   "Oh....God...."  The girl sat in the corner of the back of the van.

    Here she was talking too the drummer of Nirvana.  Suddenly taken away by a crazy band that she idolized when they first became famous.  Although, she would've died herself that night if it wasn't for Kurt to act on it.  He was very aggressive though with his behavior, at least, that's what she thought.  

    She looked down to the gauzes and wraps.  Dave explained to her that Kurt had covered up all of her cuts and stuff and stopped them from bleeding.  When she heard about this, she didn't know what to feel.  Whether to feel violated, to feel upset, or too feel thankful.  In her head she was all messed up, but she was still smart.

   Dave hopped out of the van and went back into the studio.  Inside the studio the music echoed and boomed with the guitar playing and solos.  Kurt had been doing one of his songs for his newest album called  Insecticide.  When they stopped recording the song, Cobain's guitar screeched causing an ear bleeding sound.

    He pulled the plug from his guitar and the screeching stopped.  Dave walks into the sound room with him,

"Hey, she's awake dude.  I dunno if you wanted to know er---."

"Yeah, I'll go see her in a minute."  Kurt puts a cigarette to his lips and lights it.  

"Hey man, how's Courtney been?" Dave asked him.

"Shitty, why you askin'?"

"Because I'm telling you man you should leave her.  Take the kid with you.  She's a bad influence y 'know and you know it." Dave said telling him straight.

  "I can't even think about that because my brain is the size of a seed dude.  People are askin' me if I'm gunna kill myself, or if I have a gun an' I say, 'NO. What the fuck are you talkin' about?'  And then it goes on and on forever man.  All of this stupid crap going around an shit.  I just need someone or something too help me out, someone new." Kurt explained everything as he blew a drag of smoke.

    Dave lowered his head nodding.  Then he said too him,

"Well, there is someone you took in particular interesting.  She's jus' waiting out there."  He pointed out to the van.

    Kurt puts away his lighter and smoked his cigarette.  Then he turns and walks out to the door and towards the back of the van.  He peaks inside and sees that the girl was still there after waking up.  She looks seeing him with quite a surprised look.  He was real and she could see him up close in personal for once.  The leader of Nirvana.

   He came into the back of the van and sat next too her being as friendly as he could.  He took the cigarette  out of his mouth and tossed it out of the van.  When all this happened she could see the scars on his right and left elbows from sticking heroin needles.  She also saw his unshaven face and greasy blonde hair.  Although his blue eyes glistened like glass.

  "What's your name?"  He asked.

"Lily.  Lily Walsh."  She replied.

"Ah, you have a Irish last name too that's pretty sweet." He said nodding his head.

"Cobain is Irish?"  She asked.

"Yeah, it's from a long line of names that sounds like it.  It's too hard for me to pronounce though.  But, where ya from?"  

"I'm from Missouri, but, I ran away from my stupid boyfriend because he was being a total jerk off too my friends and to me.  I drove, car broke down here in New York, and found myself wandering into a goddamn concert that turned out too be the best in my entire life.  Up until I got knocked out."  Lily said flipping her hair explaining her life to him.

"Damn.  I'm sorry." Kurt replied.

    She nodded smiling a little.  Though Kurt thought about himself and how his life was in the past.  What tough times he went through, and what tough times he's going through now.  He thinks about Courtney and the way she's treated him for a while, and he hated it.  He sighed as he then spoke,

   "Well, if ya got no where too go then you could travel with us.  Although we're just a bunch of messed up misfits that do drugs an' shit.  I mean, I don't know what the hell too do with my life except sing a bunch of songs."

   "Me.  Ride with your band?"  Walsh asked.

    "Yeah sure.  Although we might get drunk or stupid y know just to warn you.  Unless something like a miracle changes." Cobain said.

"Anything different from my life would be great Kurt." She smiled.

"Great!  I promise you I'm not gonna make you a goddamn groupie I swear.  If I say that just hit me in the head with a corona beer bottle." He cracked a joke smiling.

    She laughed with her head back.  She never thought that this would be a moment where she would be riding along with a band she has know for only three years.  It made her happy just thinking about it, and prayed it would be a good change for her.  

  Though was Kurt had hoped, is that she would be a change for him as well.