"Mom... I think... I'm gay." Dave said with hesitation. He was afraid of his mothers reaction, but that changed when a smile appeared on his mothers face.
"Oh, Dave. That's perfectly fine." She said and then wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. Dave couldn't be happier. He had finally got that off his chest. But there was still one person to tell.
"Where's dad?" Dave asked, tearing away from the hug.
"I think he's upstairs in the bedroom." His mother answered. Dave kissed her on the cheek before running up the stairs and into his parents bedroom.
"Hey, dad. I need to talk to you." Dave said nervously and picked at his fingers. His dad looked up at him and smiled.
"Go ahead. What is it?"
Dave took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "I think I'm gay." He said quickly. His fathers smile faded.
"What?"
"I'm gay." Dave repeated. He felt uneasy when his fathers expression turned to anger. He ran downstairs to his mother and quickly told her what happened.
"Dave, you have to get out." She said quickly.
"Mom-"
"Hurry. Before he comes down." She said in a whisper. Dave didn't waste any time before rushing out and running down the street. He didn't stop running until his legs couldn't move any longer.
"Great, now where am I gonna go?" He asked himself aloud. He knew he couldn't go to a family members house. His dad would be looking for him there.
He thought while he slowly walked. Then he remembered someone. A friend he had made. Kurt Cobain. He had met him in a music store. Dave was looking for drums, while Kurt worked, they started talking about music, and became the best of friends. They even started a band, Nirvana. But had to stop when their bass player moved away, and they couldn't find another one.
And then Dave made up his mind. He had to go to Kurt's. That seemed to be the only safe place. He knew he couldn't stay forever, so he had to get a job, and save up his money until he got enough to get an apartment or something.
Even though his legs were weak, he started to run again. He ran until he finally saw Kurt's house in view. He hesitated before walking on the porch and knocking on the door.
It didn't seem long before Kurt opened the door. Dave smiled at his beautiful blue eyes.
"Hey, Dave. What's up?" Kurt asked with a smile. He took Dave's arm and pulled him inside.
"I... uh. I need to ask you of something." Dave said nervously.
"What is it?" Kurt asked and motioned for him to sit down. Dave sat on the couch beside him and sighed.
"Well... I told my parents I was gay. And my dad got real pissed and I had to leave... so... could I maybe stay with you. Just until I get a job and save up some money."
Kurt smiled. "Of course you can. You can stay as long as you need, Dave."
Dave smiled and wrapped his arms around Kurt's small body. "Thank you."
Kurt chuckled and hugged him back. "No problem."
Dave realized he may have had a small crush on Kurt. But he knew that'd never happen. He was only sixteen, and Kurt was twenty-three. Also, Kurt has a wife. He knew Kurt was bisexual. But he also knew he had no chance with him at all.
"You can stay in the guest room. Is that okay?" Kurt asked. Dave smiled and nodded.
"It's perfect."
Kurt chuckled and showed him his room. "I know it's small, but no one ever comes anyway so... yeah."
Dave looked around and smiled. "It's perfect. Thanks so much, Kurt."
"Your welcome. You should probably get to sleep. You look really tired." Kurt said. Dave nodded and watched as Kurt left the room. He was thankful to have someone like Kurt in his life.
