'Kurt?' He didn't respond. Of course. He would never talk to me while driving. He drove ever so carefully and slowly even I couldn't stand it, but he insisted. It was ridiculous. He was trying to kill himself with drugs and yet he didn't want to go more than half the speed limit because he could crash and die.
'What's it, Sun?' once we stopped he asked, turning his blond head towards me.
'Why are you doing this? I mean the drugs.'
The look on his face could be described as 'disgusted'.
'You wouldn't understand, Sun.'
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Sundays In the Sun
FanfictionSunday is a young, partially immobile woman fighting depression. she attends a support group in her hometown, Seattle, where she meets Kurt Cobain. Lonely Sunday and even lonelier Kurt become friends and he shows Sunday that even on a wheelchair, sh...
