"What! Aren't you a bit affected from my words?" The woman asked me in disbelief.
I shook my head in denial. "Are you surprised? Honestly, I don't give a fuck about your words," I grabbed her hand, "I am really grateful for your insight on me. Let me return the favour. Hmmm... your hair is blue in colour, and you have green eyes. You look beautiful but your features are too sharp. A control-freak, if I would say... hmmm... nope. You are a very controlling person, almost equivalent to an obsessive person. I get CEO vibes from just looking at you. Recently, your girlfriend left you, right? As for the girlfriend, I know you are a lesbian. And I totally don't care about it. I don't judge anyone."
The woman's eyes widened in shock. I continued, "You are a perfectionist. Everything should be perfect for you. Your work, love-life, meetings... everything. See, I know every-fucking-thing about you, with one look. Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't try to mould everyone into your standards. We are human beings, honey. Not just some goddamn project of yours."
I tried to push her away but she didn't even budge a bit. I asked, "Can you move aside please?"
The woman grabbed my hand tightly, making me cry out in pain. She pinched my chin and forced me to look into her eyes.
"You guessed everything about me? Little girl, you don't know anything about me. A weak petite girl like you won't know anything about hardship, does she? Yes, you did land some targets safely. But that doesn't mean you know me."
My eyes welled up in tears. Seeing me cry, the woman flinched in shock and unconsciously released my hand.
"Y-you... what!"
"It hurts you know!" I chastised her while rubbing my hands.
Realization hit her like a train, and she yelled, "Were you acting?! How dare you!"
"Keep your voice down! Do you want everyone to hear our conversation? As for acting, I don't need it. And yes, I was hurt when you grabbed my hand and squeezed it so tightly. Look, I am not a brute, okay? Handle me with care," I scoffed at her. I showed her my hand and looked at her in anticipation.
Angered by my previous act, she yelled, "What?"
"Rub it," I demanded.
The woman's eyes darkened. "Do you behave like this with every stranger you meet?"
I glared at her and said, "Why do you care? Just do your job. You hurt me, didn't you? It's your duty to take care of me. Look at my hand, it's completely reddened."
She shook her head in denial and refused my demand. "I won't. This happened because of your bad attitude."
Tears welled up in my eyes again. The woman looked at me expressionlessly. She snorted, "It won't work on me twice. So, keep your tears to yourself."
Rubbing away the tears from my eyes, I threatened, "If you don't comply to my demand, then I will shout. I will tell everyone that you bullied me. Say, will they believe you? Or, will they believe me? I can show my bruised hand. You don't believe me, do you? We still don't know about our current situation. This might make you lose your potential allies. I mean, why would they ally with someone who bullies a cute little girl. Wait! I will show you— mphmmm!!"
She covered my mouth with her left hand and clamped it tightly. My hands were held by her other hand, making me sit still on my seat.
Forcefully making me stand, she started pulling me towards the coach's endpoint. She opened the restroom's door and made me sit on the toilet's seat cover. She grabbed my face angrily.
"You will not say anything to them!" she hissed angrily.
"Try me." I challenged her with a mocking tone.
The woman ignored my challenge and asked, "What's your name?"
"Tell yours first! Why should I tell you my name first? You didn't give me your name when I asked you."
I feel very wronged by her attitude. She is the one who has a bad attitude! Not me!
The woman looked at me for a moment and slowly opened her mouth. "My name is Kristen Campbell. What's yours?"
I pushed her hand away and surprisingly, she let me do it. I said, "Li Wen. Before you say anything, I am half-Chinese and half-American. So, don't judge, okay? You can also call me Laura."
The woman, Kristen nodded her head. She asked, "What did you do before you died?"
"I was an unemployed woman," I replied honestly. It was completely true. I had no job and no future. My parents' money helped me survive this far. Although, I am died now. But that doesn't mean, I should undermine their contributions in my life.
"I don't know whether you are an idiot or, a highly intelligent woman."
I shrugged, "You can decide for yourself. I can't control your thoughts, can I?"
Kristen snorted, "You predicted my character before, didn't you? You even predicted about my breakup."
"Hey, it's true!" I retorted.
Kristen nodded her head and asked, "Is it? Well, then predict about my future."
I tilted my head and smiled, "It's easy. Kristen, I will tell you what you need. First, you need a hot, and by this, I mean a very, very, very hot sex with someone. Second, you need to completely satisfy her. And third, this will help you to move on. This is my prediction! So, let's work hard to make it real, okay?" I stood up and smashed my lips into hers.