The Kissing Bet PJMxOC

Jiyoo Wins

I didn't really know where I was going. I just knew I needed to get away from the party. The loud music could still be heard in the distance. My legs weren't going very fast. I was too tired. My eyes stung, and my face was coated in my tears. My brain could only picture Jimin’s face as he turned and walked away. There was no emotion. I could not believe that this actually happened. The moment Jimin let go of me in the hottub, was the moment I knew Jiyoo had actually won. 

I honestly should have seen this coming. I wasn't allowed to win anything when it came to Jiyoo. I am Jiyoo’s doll. She gets to dress me up and put me out in the world. I was a doll that Jiyoo sent out into the club to watch get drunk and groped. Nari would help get men off me, but Jiyoo has never interfered. It wasn't just men either. Jiyoo would get petty when I got better grades than her in school. I made myself a B student so I wouldn't have to compete with Jiyoo. 

I didn't look like my friends. My friends had monolids, while my eyes were hooded. Both of them had brown eyes while mine were forest green. Nari and Jiyoo were pale and model thin. While I was still pale, I definitely had curves. I tried my best to fit in with them, but they were always going to be what I envied. 

The worst of it was when we all took ballet classes together. Ballet was something I really liked, but Jiyoo still had to be the best out of all of us. We were doing our yearly recital after competition season, and I made it to a duet section with Jiyoo. Jiyoo wanted it to be a solo, so during dress rehearsal, Jiyoo messed up and accidently tripped me. I ended up with a severe strain ankle and was not able to perform for our studio’s recital. I still watched, and Jiyoo did get her solo. I was always suspicious of if Jiyoo did it on purpose, but Jiyoo acted so sorry that I forgave her. 

“Nalia!” 

Hearing my name makes me come back to reality. I stop my legs and turn towards the voice. Nari was in Jungkook’s black expensive car with the window open. “Nalia, get in the car.”

I slowly shake my head and urge my legs to move forward. I hear a car door open and slam close. A hand grasps my wrist. I look up at Nari’s soft face. “Nalia, let's go home.” I shake my head. “Nalia.” 

“I deserve this, Nari.” I smile weakly at her. “I fucked up. I hurt him and Jiyoo won again. She always win.” 

Nari forces me towards the car. “Jiyoo can go fuck herself for all I care. You need to go home.” Nari opens the door and shoves me into the seat and slams the door shut. Nari gets in the drivers seat and we drive to our apartment in silence.