Christen
"Baby." She cooes into my ear, "Be a sweetie and go get me a drink?" I sigh but get up and head into the kitchen.
We have guests over, nothing new it seems like there's people here
all the time. I'm also tired of my girlfriend even her voice makes me feel sick, it's so sugary and fake. I don't tell her this though, Gabby'd break up with me just like that and suprisingly that's not what I want.
Because unlike what people say about Gabby she's not a bad person, she's not super fake, super dumb, super stuck up, and just overall mean person the press make her out to be. Gabby has a heart and a brain, she actually cares about more then just what shoes she's going to buy tomorrow.
The problem is I just can't connect with her, maybe because we come from different worlds? Maybe because we're only together because it's expected of us? Because we match? I'm not comfortable in her world, with all of it's parties, mingling, drinks, pictures, fans, people, lies, money. I can't even remember anymore why I'm putting myself through all of this, why I'm living a lie.
"Here you go," I say as I sit back down, handing over the bottle of water.
"Thanks," She pecks me on the cheek and I lean back into the couch, watching as she turns on her charm to a bunch of nameless strangers.