Chapter 63

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October 1, 1992



"I know, but we'll be right back, baby," I kissed Lorelai's head. 

"We're going to have fun!" My mom said. 

"Bye, Mom," I hugged her. "Thank you."

"Car's ready!" Kurt shouted. 

"I love you!" I blew kisses to my mom and Lorelai and I got into the car with Kurt and we drove to where his interview was taking place. Well, it was an interview that Krist and Dave would be at too. 

"Tell me again why we are taking Melissa and not Lorelai," Kurt said. 

"Because I need to feed Melissa and I didn't have any time to pump or anything."

"You know that Lorelai's feeling left out?"

"I know. I'm going to have a day where it's just us three and we can do whatever she wants."

"What if she says Disneyland?"

"Don't test me, Kurt."

I turned on the "...And Justice for All" CD and turned on "To Live Is To Die".

"Oh, James was wondering when he could see Melissa," Kurt reminded me. 

"Really?"

"Yeah. What day would work?"

"I don't know, Kurt. I don't have a calendar with me."

"Neither do I. You've been really snappy lately. Is it your time of month?"

"Oh my God. That is the most sexist thing that has ever come out of your mouth."

"I'm honestly asking, though."

"No it's not. But it could be."

"I memorized your cycle."

"I memorized your 'secret recipe' that you do with your paintings after you're done painting them. Are you going to mention that in the interview?"

"No, we don't fucking talk about that."

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"So, Mr.Cobain, how has fatherhood been?" The interviewer asked. 

"It's been very...in-"

Before Kurt could answer, Melissa started randomly crying. 

"She's hungry," I looked over at Kurt. "Did you bring the blanket?"

"What blanket?"

"The one that I wrap around me while I feed her."

"Shit! No, I forgot it."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"

"Just feed her."

"There's a fucking camera rolling. I'm not going to flash everyone."

"You can use Dave's hat to cover it."

"Oh fuck off. I'll just have to go somewhere else."

"No, you can do it here," The interviewer said. "It's alright."

"Are you comfortable with doing that?" Kurt asked. 

"I honestly don't give a fuck at this point," I unbuckled Melissa. "I just want to feed my daughter."

I took off my shirt and was about to unclasp my bra when I noticed everyone looking at me. 

"Look away!" I yelped. 

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