THE TIME MACHINE // KURT COBAIN

SAVE HIM

I wake up.
I didn't sleep that much.
Everything around me seems to fall apart, myself included.
But my thoughts are suddenly interrupted by Courtney.
She's screaming and crying.
I run upstairs and i fall on my knees, in front of what is perhaps the most horrible thing i've ever seen in my life.
Courtney crying next to Kurt's body, and right next to him lies a shut gun.

My tears don't seem to come out. I don't have enough strenght to say anything. Not even a sound comes out of my mouth.

His fragile body lies there, and all i can ever think of is what i could've done.
It's bittersweet. I can smell the pain. It's all around us.
He did it. He just left us.
He wasn't strong enough to handle life and all we did was forcing him to be someone he wasn't.
All those stories we told, all these memories we have together are now safe in our hearts.
He's gone. He's now an angel.
Courtney manages to stand up and is now walking towards me. She's dead. She's just a body in that room, just like Kurt. Just like me.
All we're thinking about is Frances.
And that is also the only word....the only name that comes out of our mouth.
All we are... all we have left, it's for her.

We hug.
A long, long, long hug.

We look at each other.
All i tell her is:
"Do it for Frances."

Our conversation was suddenly interrupted by some voices.
....Voices in my head....
The image of Courtney in tears is slowly fading away in front of me.

I open my eyes. It's all still blurry around me.
I look down at my body and i find myself attached to a machine.
A time machine?!?

And all of a sudden i hear a man saying:
"It failed. She wasn't able to save him....

No one could've saved Kurt Cobain."