Laura's POV—
Right now, Susan is the one who with power in her hands. These people trust her judgement completely. If she turns them against me, then I will be definitely thrown out of this train.
People won't like uncertain situations. These situations tend to make them nervous or fear the possibilities. Humans fear many things. Out of them, the one that fears them the most is 'Death.' Mythologies have their own version of deaths. Also, there is one more affecting their fear. What is after their supposed 'death?' What if they cease to exist after dying once more? Maybe, this second chance is their last chance. Their minds are plagued by these thoughts. Same goes for Susan. But her fear is not limited to their fears. It extends to me.
"Laura, what do you think? Will you beg me or not?" sneered Susan.
Should I expose her? Nah, it will just deepen her desire to kill me. My words would damage her already damaged ego. I don't want to dig a deeper pit for myself.
Submit.
For me, only option left is to submit to her. Submitting will 'heal' her damaged ego. If she thought she would defeat me by this, then so be it.
I hugged her hand and begged, "Please... d-don't t-throw me..." Tears began leaking from my eyes like waterfall.
A sense of relief was spread across my heart. After this 'act,' she would never throw me out of this train.
Susan looked at me with an indescribable look and said, "You call this 'begging?' Laura, do I have to teach you this myself?" she pulled me towards her, "I am surprised that you don't know how to beg someone. But it's okay. I will teach you."
"First, get down on your knees."
"Second, hold his/her legs."
"Third and last point. Lick his/her boots. Do you know why you should lick their boots? Because that's what you deserve." Her last words were full of hatred.
Susan tightened her hold as if she wanted to break my hand. Like before, I cried out in pain and gave a pleading look.
Unaffected by my 'pleading' look, Susan yelled, "You think deserve any sort of mercy, a woman like you? No, you don't. Do you remember this?" her eyes were full of madness, "Laura, I am asking you! Do you remember this?"
I cried out, "N-no... I-I d-don't!"
Susan looked stunned at my denial.
"You... don't?"
Why should I? Why should I remember these useless things? I wanted to yell at her, but I tightly clamped my mouth shut.
Everyone was looking at our exchange with keen eyes. It was like they were watching a very spicy drama. They think something bad must have happened between us. Then again, human beings like to see dramas which don't concern them. Watching a human's plight give them a sense of comfort. It was as if their lives are much better than that 'particular' human.
"P-please... you are h-hurting me... I-I am s-sorry if I-I h-have ever o-o-offended you!" I pleaded.
A storm was brewing in Susan's eyes. She released my hand and pushed me away. I almost fell on ground, if not for Louie.
Forget about Kristen, Louie and Gabriel... they didn't help me either. None of these people are going to help me. Seeing me getting humiliated by her makes fuels their happiness. And I am not surprised by their behaviour. Although, I would have ignored this commotion if I was in their place.
But they are not me, and I am not them.
Louie asked, "Are you alright?"
How pretentious! He is angry that I 'betrayed' him. Am I his girlfriend?
That's what I hate about myself.
Then again, Louie hasn't been with me... even for a day.
Women like Kristen are the ones who will spontaneously feel possessive towards me. While it's quick, it won't last for long. Unless, I do something about it.
Louie, Gabriel, and Kristen. All of them will fight to keep me in this train, yet they would be 'half-heartedly devoted' towards me. So, I am really at a disadvantage.
"Will you do it or not?" asked Susan.
Irked by her question, I clenched my hands. "Will you tell them not to nominate me?" I asked her a question instead of answering hers.
Susan laughed loudly. Her laughter was full of gloating. She wanted to show me that she defeated me.
She believed there was no way I could win against her. In that moment, it hit me. Susan never planned to leave me even if I 'begged' in the way she desired. She wanted revenge, and she would do whatever it took to hurt me.
"You will not keep your promise."
Susan put her hand over her chest.
"I promise!" mocked Susan.
"No, you won't," I rebutted her.
Susan licked her lips and crossed her legs. She said, "You are right. I won't. I will never forgive you. What you did to me, changed me. At first, I was devasted, but then... I thanked you. You know, I was always curious about your 'charm.' How can you charm so many people instantly? Even I was one of them, and I never knew."
From the corner of my eyes, I looked at Kristen, who was also looking at me intently. Fuck! Her eyes were narrowed, and they were full of suspicion.
"If you throw me out of this train, your revenge will be half-baked," I warned her. If submitting won't work, I have to manipulate her.
Susan shook her head and replied, "No. You are far too dangerous to be left alive," she turned towards the 'drama-watching' group, "I suggest you to nominate her. She is a madwoman who has killed countless humans."
Everyone was looking at me with wide eyes. Their eyes were full of fear and disgust.
"This l-little g-g-girl is a k-killer!"
"How?!"
"T-that's why her m-mental c-capacity is zero."
Their reactions angered me. I sneered at them and turned towards them. "Do you honestly believe her?" They didn't respond and continued looking at me with disgust.