Hell - Bent

Katherine's POV:

I was sprawled out on Kyle's bed, his head resting on my lap as I combed my fingers through his usual perfect hair. He smiled up at me as he continued to go on about how scoring the winning touchdown would further his athletic career or some shit.

Honestly, I couldn't care less about the damn sport, but being a cheerleader for the team, and the fact that I was dating the star quarterback, let's just say I had an act to keep up. I was at university to pursue a potential career path, not that I had anything in mind, but well, I wasn't here to dance around waving pompoms wearing mini skirts. And I certainly wasn't here to date a dumb jock, I'd had enough of that in high school, but apparently I had a taste, and Kyle was thrusted into my life. And I guess I didn't even have a say about the matter. Not that I would actually speak my feelings, of course.

Sometimes, being the picture perfect girl was difficult. A cheerleader meant being a role model, and well popular. Popularity required for me to attend the numerous amount of frat parties with my boyfriend, dressed in scantily clad outfits with makeup smeared across my face like a canvas. I would be forced to drink many alcohol beverages and get drunk off my ass even if I had class the next day. All the while keeping a perfect grade point average, and hiding my double life from my pretentious parents. Yup, I was living the dream.

When my acceptance letter to UCLA arrived, I was ecstatic. Then unnerved, then excited, and the cycle continued. I had no idea what my future held, and the degree i had applied for wasn't really something to brag about, but my parents had been proud nonetheless. Maybe they were just happy about my leaving home, or maybe they were just excited that I finally had a chance to get my life back in check, or perhaps they were genuinely happy for me for pursuing a bright future. Okay, that last one was a bit far-fetched.

When I'd called home explaining every little detail about my new life, they were happy. My new boyfriend, my position as a cheerleader, my mid-term results, everything. Of course I left out the fact that I basically lived with my boyfriend and his roommate, and that I was out getting trashed practically on a daily basis, but they didn't need to know that stuff.

Sometimes, it was hard being the golden girl. Sometimes I just wanted to pause my life and maybe make a few adjustments, change something. Maybe I just wasn't meant for the glory life, maybe I was meant to be elsewhere, with someone else. Someone who made me feel alive.

But for now, I was content with my picture perfect life, living a lie maybe, but still living.

And then everything changed, all because of one drunken mistake. And honestly, I'm still trying to figure out if it changed my life for the good, or the worse.

Notes

New story!!
WOOHOO!!!
this story has a bit of an older environment, the premise taking place in university to be exact.
i hope everyone gives it a fair chance, and enjoys it!

Gone_girl
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