The Price of Fame

I

Six Months Ago...

Waking up naked in a  foreign country is exactly how Kat wanted to spend her New Years. Cancun, Mexico was a sight to see in the fresh alluring sunset. The view of the private beach she had could make anyone tear.

"Morning baby," kissed her boyfriend of three years, "I hope you slept well." he left a trail kisses down her spine, teasing her with each delicate touch. She was faced with her back toward him wrapped up in white satin sheets.

Kat turned around facing Thor, smiling immediately when pierced with his big beautiful brown eyes. 

"I definitely did." she giggled. This man in her bed could make her run for the hills with everything they'd been doing for the past few days. 

"I know you're hungry." When wasn't she?  Thor laughed, he turned to the bedside table to reach for grapes. 

Katrina was in paradise. She laid in the bed with the man she loved feeding her.

Thor and Katrina had met through friends at an award show. They hit it off instantly as they both expressed their love for R&B/Soul music. Thor complimented Kat's music but saying she was robbed from New Breakout Artist, as some "white chick" won it instead, at the time she was only 21 with minimal experience in the music industry. 

Thor himself was an established music producer. He invited Katrina for a session with him, being that Kat was partially new in the industry- she took the chance with Thor. Before their recording session the next week, the pair had been texting non-stop; as if they were good friends. It was nothing but smiles and happiness from there. 

How could everything go south so fast?

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Present Day

"Get up Katrina!" this was the third time her younger sister Anastasia barged in, and Katrina was still laying lifeless in her hotel bed. Anastasia wasn't even sure if her sister was conscious.

There was no response as her sister made no sudden movements.

"We have to be at the photoshoot in an hour! Goddammit, get up!" Anastasia trudged over to her sisters bed, yanking the covers off of her. The sight she uncovered was a mess, but Stasi had grown used to it over time.

Katrina herself wasn't sure if she was alive as her hibernation seemed like a daze.

Stasi sat on her sister. "If you don't get up I'm going to tell mom."  she teased, in all seriousness. She knew her sister's wild night would catch up with her, and now she had to be the one to fix it. 

Katrina slowly woke up, with the insane pounding from the prior night. Flying out to Miami was strictly business, but pleasure surely took over last night with her celebrity BFF Bianca. 

At this very moment, Katrina regretting bringing her annoying 21 year old sister with her. Because of it being her summer break, Kat's mom insisted they do "sister bonding". Thank God Naomi, the youngest sister wasn't there -then she'd totally spin out. 

Stasi left the room, relieving Katrina of everything but her gruesome headache. Standing up was complicated as she found herself tipping to the opposite side. Finally able to stand up straight, nausea     rippled through her. Soon, she was met with the round bucket in the bathroom that perfectly fit her head- regurgitating last nights regrets.

Cleaning up herself, she ran the shower. The pounding in her head did not stop, but she had grown accustomed to it. For the past few months, this had been her outcome. Stepping in, she finally felt relief. The cold water was enough to temporarily calm her. In the water she felt peace, numbness. The same feeling she felt while drowning herself in hard liquor.