It's Better to Burn Out than Fade Away-Kurt Cobain

Chapter 1

October 20, 1990

"Open your mouth," I chuckled and put the spoon in her mouth. "Eat it. Eat it. One...Two...Don't make me get to three. Lorelai!" The phone started ringing, so I groaned. "I'm going to talk to you about this later."

She giggled and ran into her bedroom. I answered the call and said, "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Ruby?"

"This is Ruby. Who are you?"

"Dave, remember me?!"

I gasped. "No fucking way!"

"Yes!"

"Oh my God, hi! Wow! Hi!"

"Hi!" He chuckled. "How have you been?"

"Good, good. How have you been?"

"Good. I'm in a band."

"Drummer?"

"Mhm."

"I always told you that you would make it."

"Yeah, well, I'm in town-for the tour-and wanted to stop by. Do you still live at the same house?"

"Yeah."

"Come outside then."

I hung up the phone and opened up the front door to my apartment. 

"LORELAI!" I called her name. 

"COMING!"

I picked her up as she approached me, put on my sandals, then walked outside. I set her down, held her hand, and walked into the parking lot. 

And that was when I saw him. 

I ran towards Dave and hugged him. 

"OH MY GOD!" I shrieked. "YOU'RE HERE!"

"I wouldn't lie!" He chuckled, then looked confused as he saw Lorelai. "Is that-"

"Yeah, that's Lorelai," I smiled. 

"SHE'S SO BIG!" He kneeled down and shook her hand. 

She got nervous and held behind my leg, clutching it. 

"Come inside!" I invited him. 

"I don't know-my band is here, too-"

"Dave, come on. Bring them inside."

"Okay."

He called the guys' names and we started walking. I didn't get a chance to see what they looked like since I had already turned around. 

"Lorelai, go to your room," I said as soon as we got inside. 

"But-"

"No! Go to your room!"

She huffed and walked into her room, slamming the door. 

"Fucking brat," I muttered and softly chuckled, turning around. "I will be right back. Just sit down."

I walked into Lorelai's bedroom and sat down on her bed. 

"Lorelai, do you know why you're in trouble?"

"I didn't do anyfing."

"Yes you did. You didn't eat your food."

"I'm sorry, Mommy. Your food taste yucky."

"Lorelai! You don't tell people that!"

"I'm sorry."

"Go eat one bite and then you can be done."