Jealousy - Iwaoi

Emiko

"Ito Emiko, you are under arrest for the attempted murder of Oikawa Tooru."

Those words hit me like a ton of bricks. I willingly held out my arms to the officers as they put them in handcuffs. I always knew I had a dark side to me. I tried so hard in my childhood to fight it. But after my mother passed away, I had no hope left. My dad was still supportive and tried his best. But he would never understand.

He'd always tell me "Emiko, be careful with your cousins, they don't like playing rough"
"Emiko, please stop making all that noise, you'll annoy the neighbours."
"Emiko, don't play with your toys like that, you'll break them."

And I'd always reply with "mama would let me." It always worked, sending him into a silence. He would avoid me for the rest of the day, leaving me in peace to do what I pleased.

Eventually, I drove my father crazy. He started avoiding me at all costs. He was scared of me, and I knew that. I used it to my advantage, to get what I wanted. I didn't even feel bad. I knew what I was doing was horrible, but who could stop me?

That was when I started middle school and met Tooru Oikawa. As soon as I saw him I knew that if anyone were to stop me, it would be him. He was so kind and pretty but he was also so annoying. I didn't see what every other girl saw in him.

I had a best friend in middle school. She used to come over to play every day after school. Until one day, we had an argument. We were playing a game and I lost. I told her that she cheated, demanded a rematch and then threatened her. She left crying.

The next day, I saw her crying and being comforted by Tooru. That was the day I decided I truly hated him. But had I really gone too far? After all it was just a childish grudge. No, there was more.

Every day I saw him, my anger and hatred grew and grew. Soon, I was left with no fans. I blamed Oikawa. One day, I challenged him to a popularity contest. It was stupid because deep down I knew I would lose, but I was desperate. He was confused but agreed.

He ended up winning the contest by a mile and I went home that day and screamed for hours. My dad didn't even tell me to be quiet, at this point, he was petrified of me.

The next day, people started making fun of me for losing. But what made me the most upset was when Oikawa comforted me. I was furious. How could he be so perfect? He really had the audacity to comfort me in front of everyone and make himself look even better.

But I wasn't about to give up. I started going to the gym and learning how to use makeup. By the time highschool came around, I had my own fan club. But Oikawa's was bigger.

I was so bitter that I began to plan on how to bring him down. Eventually, I got so caught up in my plan that part of me forgot why I hated him in the first place. But I didn't care. I was full of hatred, anger, loneliness and negative emotions, I turned them into arrows and used Oikawa as my target, Iwaizumi my bow.

For a little while, things were working but I could see Iwaizumi growing tired of me. My anger could only grow and since Oikawa was my target, that was when I started stalking him and dealing out more threats.

The period of time in which Iwaizumi and I weren't talking, I was secretly fuming. I didn't want Oikawa to know because I knew he'd be pleased. I tried coming up with more plans but all of them failed until I came up with the idea of also threatening Iwaizumi.

It was messed up but in my sick and twisted mind, it made perfect sense to me. I was finally happy, no one would ever find out. That was what I thought, but I let my guard down and on the night of the party, everything came crashing down.

I was more full of rage than I think I'd ever been. I was so overwhelmed with shock. I never expected Oikawa to take the risk. I never expected him to expose me and I certainly never expected him to expose himself. When the crowd turned against me and ignored the fact of Oikawa being gay, I lost it. I could feel myself about to breakdown and maybe that was what happened. But if I'm being truly honest, I was fully aware in that moment of what I was doing.

I knew right from when I grabbed that bottle and smashed it into the back of his head. I knew what it would do to him. I didn't think of what the consequences would be. All I knew was that I wanted him to hurt. I was done playing the game of psychological chess where the person repeatedly ending up hurt was me. I wanted to get physical. If I couldn't hurt him emotionally, it was the only option left.

I had to run. As I was running, I knew the consequences would catch up with me at some point. But it was all I could do. I ran all the way home in the dark with hot tears streaming down my face. I got home and started destroying my house. My dad couldn't even face me, he left the house and went to stay with his sister.

I didn't care. I had a plan to destroy Tooru Oikawa and it had failed. I imagined that every single item in my bedroom was him and smashed it to pieces. I think I really did want to murder him in that moment. And rightfully so.

Do I regret what I did? Not one bit. And once I get out of this jail cell, he'll know it.

Hey guys!! I'm not sure if this chapter is any good but I felt like it was needed. Yes, this is from the perspective of Emiko. I wanted to share her backstory and talk through what she was thinking and feeling during all of these incidents and more of the reason she was desperate to destroy Oikawa. But for now, this is the last we'll see of Emiko for a while. Yayy!!! I hope you guys are ok and are enjoying this! ❤️❤️