My sister hates me.

Jenna is the golden child of our family. Ever since she was a child, she aced at everything, be it studies, dancing, singing, acting, or even baking.

And she loved to rub it in my face that she was always better than me, two steps ahead of me, more loved than me.

I was just her validation-providing-punching bag.

I very well knew that she was feeding on my low self-esteem. She thinks her life is a huge ass survival game where she’s the star player, and we all are just her sidekicks.

She always wants to score the most and get on top of the leaderboards.

For example, getting an A grade in exams was more like an opportunity for her to emphasise my B grade.

Even getting married to the only good guy in town was like winning a trophy for her. Jake was my first love. I’d always dreamed of both of us getting away from this shithole and settling in Spain.

But as Jenna got to know of it, she wanted Jake. At all cost.

She ultimately got him. He fell in love with her just like all of my family did.

When Jake died an untimely death, Jenna was heartbroken. I was, too, but I had to put up a consoling front for my sister.

In all honesty, seeing her so miserable after Jake’s death, my heart melted for her. It felt like we grew up and finally grew closer.

To distract her mind from grief, I invited her to my house, to live with me and my boyfriend for a few days. Mike and I had been together for two years then. I loved him.

Mike and I had planned a Valentine’s trip to Hawaii. And because I didn’t want to leave my grieving sister alone, I convinced him to let Jenna tag along.

But four days before the trip, I came home from work early and walked in on Mike and Jenna having sex in my room. And instead of giving me an explanation as to why they did it, he broke up with me then and there.

I saw the smirk on Jenna’s face at that moment. Oh, that disgusting curl of lips!

Two days later, I saw Mike’s status and found out that he and Jenna are in a relationship.

For her, she was topping the leaderboards again.

She was celebrating Valentine’s night with my ex in Hawaii.

And I decided to go on a road trip to Spain.

Because I can’t let Jenna win every game.

I am also not alone on my trip.

I have the company of my first love, sitting on the passenger’s seat of my car as I drive through the cold and smelly night.

For the first time in my life, I have attained the top position on the leaderboard.

Hooking up with your sister’s dead husband has to be the winning strike over hooking up with your sister’s boyfriend.