My Mortal Enemy #143

Chapter 27: Deep Realization

DARA'S POV

It was them? Krystal was behind all these and Jaejoong was helping her. What have i ever done to them for them to hate me? I'm currently gathering my stuff now including my props that i would have used earlier but now ruined because of that good for nothing b*tch. And Jaejoong, I liked him eversince i laid eyes on him. I idolized him like he's my hero and all that but he's one of them. I thought he somehow likes me but turns out he's just being close to secretly know my plans for what? For the pageant? How shallow can he be? Is that how desperate they are to do all these just to win? I'm so pissed right now!

"Ms. Dara? All the contestants are needed at the stage right now." One of the organizers told me as i nodded in response. I dropped everything i was holding and head towards the stage. I saw all the contestants were lined up to face the audience and give their final bows for the night. Each of them stood beside their partners and having the same number, Jaejoong stood right next to me.

"Hey, you ok?" He asked as he side glanced at me before looking forward to the audience. The nerve of this bastard to ask me if I'm ok.

"Of course." I simply answered as i contained my anger building up inside me. I'm not gonna give him a hint that i already know their evil plans against me.

I smiled like nothing happened as we all bowed to the audience. They all clapped their hands together as they cheered for their friends standing on the stage. I saw mine at the sea of people waiving a banner with my name on it.

When the host finally bid goodbye, the curtains slowly closed covering the stage and all the contestants cheered for themselves as well, except me. I really don't know what I'd feel right now. It felt like I've been cheated or something. I was about to head back to the dressing room to get my stuff when i felt someone gripped my arm.

"Hey, what's wrong? You look pale." I turned around and saw Jaejoong's worried face. I faced him and if I didn't know the real deal, I would have faint already because of too much spazzing knowing he's worried about me. But right now, all i can see is a fake bastard that i want to slap right across his face.

"Nothing. I'm just tired that's all." I said and pulled my arm away from his grasp. My eyes began to blur as tears threatened to fall. I have to admit, it hurts, a lot. I can say that even if the pageant is not over yet, they already won against me. They broke me and i feel like a loser right now. "I...i have to go Jae. See you tomorrow?"

"Oh. Sure. See you." He said and I didn't wait for him to say more as i ran back to the dressing room.

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I'm sitting on our porch, staring at nothing in particular. My head seems to be stuck at the time when i heard the truth about Jae and Krystal. I know Bom and the rest of the gang felt my mood earlier when they went to fetch me after the show. I'm just glad they chose not to ask what happened or I might break down or something. My train of thoughts was put to a halt when i heard someone called my name.

"Earth to Dara...Dara to earth..."

I looked sideways and saw Jiyong standing on the nearby tree, his arms crossed above his chest. "Someone might mistook you for being a weirdo if you keep on staring like that. Although you really are a weirdo, let's just keep it to ourselves shall we?"

I rolled my eyes at him as i hugged my legs against my chest and leaned my chin on top of my knees. "What do you want Jiyong? I'm not in a mood to argue." I said in a low tone.