Big Fat Cliche Accident

The wind flush into the room and Jia's eyes jolt open, meeting the wooden ceiling. She groans slightly, and sat upward. Twisting from one side to the other, her eyes view the simple room and she flops back down.

It wasn't a dream.

Jia exhales, with both arms covering her face. She grabs the lumpy pillow beneath her head, shove it above her face, and starts screaming. Her legs flings in all direction as her hands weigh down on the pillow, denying any sound from escaping.

She wishes she can suffocate herself back into her own world.

But, she doesn't want to die.

Death hurts.

"I'm glad you're taking this all well," she hears a sweet voice.

Jia knock a fist on her head.

"If you're thinking this is some sort of inner voice speaking, it isn't," she hears the voice again.

Steadily, Jia removes the pillow from her face and turn her head to see a young woman wearing heels sitting at the chair.

Jia jumps up, her back slamming against the wall. She lifts a hand and points a shaky finger at the woman. "Ghost!"

The woman brows furrow together, "What?" She stands up, making her way towards Jia. "I'm not a ghost," she pauses, "And you're not in hell if that's what you're thinking. You're perfectly healthy and alive."

In all retrospect, the woman isn't lying.

Jia Yi's soul is well.

Jia Yu's body is also perfectly healthy.

They just aren't together.

Jia huff a few deep breathes, "Are you-" she stares intensely at the woman. "Are you like my system or Angel?"

"What?"

"You know, like a system from one of those manga where I have to go through trials and errors by completing missions to be able to go back to my world."

The women's women's twists like she smells something revolting. "What kind of sick game is that?"

"So, no?"

"No."

"Then, are you my Angel?"

The woman opens her mouth, but closes it. Her red lips twists and she nods, "Yes. I am your Angel," she wasn't an Angel by any means; more like an office worker.

She's underqualified to be an Angel.

Who says?

God says.

Jia nods, and she rushes towards the woman. She grabs the woman by the arm and the woman jolt back a bit by the sudden action. "Where were you! Did you know how afraid I was last night? I mean, look at me!"

The woman scans Jia's body, "What's wrong with you? You're beautiful."

"Exactly! I'm beautiful!"

The woman feels like Jia had some loose screw. Any woman - person - would want to be beautiful. Beautiful people lives in a whole new set of rules and guidelines, no matter what world they are thrown in.

"What's wrong with that?"

"This face doesn't belong to me!" Jia shriek. "This world isn't my world!" She throws her arms all around. She grabs the woman be the collar and pull her forward until their faces nearly touches. "I woke up having sex with a man I never met only to get kicked out of his mansion the next day," she grabs the bag of money from the bed. "And I'm certain I just prostituted myself."

The woman smiles, "I see your concerns."

Jia's left eye twitches. "You see my concern?" She repeats each question slowly, deadly.

"Why don't you take a seat," the woman said, patting the empty seat.

Jia drops the bag of money on the bed and sat across the woman.

"So, here's the thing," the woman said. "You are Jia Yu."

Jia nods, "I assume I am."

"But, right now you are Jia Su."

Jia nudges a brow, waiting for further explanations.

"I can't quite tell you why you became Jia Su, but I can ensure you it is only temporary," the woman wants to tell Jia what had happened at the Border, but then that would mean Jia would know about something forbiddean. Mortals aren't supposed to know the truth about anything beyond their world's knowledge; that is one of the critical rules.

The woman knows she is cracking the rules simply meeting Jia, but she couldn't stand the thought of pushing someone into the unknown because of their mistakes. Jia didn't do anything wrong; she complied to the Border's rules - give or take.

She knows she could always drop a hint; something like a writing that says - Jia Yu, please, live a quiet life as Jia Su and you will soon return to your world. We apologize for the inconvenience.

The woman didn't expect Jia Yu to transmigrate in the middle of sexual intercourse.

So, she waited until morning.

Cautiously, she plant the note beside the nightstand but Jia went to the restroom, bicker with Alessandro Valeron, went back to the restroom, and left thinking she had another one night stand.

It seems quite logical to think someone as wealthy as Jia Yu to go under the knife to look according to society standard and somehow suffer memory loss then have a one night stand then to be transmigrated into another world.

In the end, the woman decides enough was enough and personally went to go tell Jia.

Silently, she prays no one would catch her.

"So, I transmigrated into another world? Like this is real?" Jia's voice snaps the woman back into reality.

She smiles, "Our apologies for our mistake."

Jia takes a few blinks, "What am I supposed to do now? What about my family?"

The woman smiles, "They are still in your world, safe and sound. Don't worry."

"So, I'm supposed to just wait until I can go back to my world?"

The woman nods, "Exactly," she smiles, slightly glad that Jia doesn't know she transmigrated into the woman that stole her life. "Look at the bright side. You're pretty."

Jia touches her face, "I guess," she remembers claiming everyones' attention the moment she walks into the inn.

"And you're rich!"

"You know about my- I mean, this Jia Su girl family?"

The woman nods, "You live in Andinolia, Destompida."

A bell rings inside Jia's head. "Am I inside a book? Or more specially am I inside the book I wrote? Please, tell me I had read too much stories and this is not one big fat cliche accident."

Oh, but it is.

The woman was surprised that Jia had figure it out faster then she thought. She believes it would take a few more days for her to realize she is in a trail world.

Her eyes scurries from left to right, attempting to think of the right response.

Jia picks up her action, "I am," she came to her own conclusion.

Then, another alarm rings, "I slept with Alessandro Valeron, the villain."