I sat at a free seat in a crowded subway, squeezing between a lady who occupied two seats and a man who was reading a newspaper.

I sighed, pulling out my phone to freewrite, hoping that I had enough time to make a complete freewrite instead of the fragments of stories I usually made.

"Young man." A young lady, pregnant and probably in her twenties, singled me out of the lineup of however many people occupying subway seats. "Why don't you give me your seat?"

I didn't hear her the first time she spoke. I was in my own little world, writing "Laws of the Multiverse", and enjoying myself.

She leaned over and tapped on my screen, inputting a bunch of random characters into the story I had been writing.

"What do you want?" I asked, irritated that she had touched my most prized possession. My ancient LG G5 that was falling apart at the seams.

"Why don't you give me your seat?" She asked, gesturing to her belly.

I gave her a long look before opening my mouth.

"You should have fucked a dude with a car." Was my scathing reply.

Her face turned pink.

"That was very disrespectful!" She looked around trying to garner support from the other passengers.

"So was you touching my phone." I said angrily. Nothing set me off more than someone screwing with my electronics. "But I didn't bitch about that."

"You-" Her face flushed more.

"Sorry you have to deal with her." The guy next to me patted my shoulder sympathetically.

I flinched at his touch.

"Oh. Sorry." I knew the man a little bit, and I had expressed my aversion to touch to him.

I smiled at him, showing I wasn't annoyed at him.

The lady heard his words and opened her mouth to attack him verbally as well.

"Listen here, you glorified Barbie doll." I said, leaning back. "If you want a seat, rather than bother me or the gentleman next to me, why don't you go and ask anyone else if they're willing to give up their seat for you."

"But I want this seat." The lady insisted.

"That's your problem." I said, saving my story as a draft and switching over to reading one of my novels so I could edit it later.

(Yes, I'm editing Laws of the Multiverse)

The lady tried to snatch my phone out of my hands, but I grabbed her wrist.

"I hope you don't want a charge of petty theft." I said sweetly, releasing her wrist.

She balled her hands into a fist and swung at me.

I deflected her strike with a forearm and stood up, towering over her.

Her five-foot-four frame dwarfed by my height of six-foot-six.

"I am an advocate for equal rights and equal fights." I said irritably. "Swing again and you'll eat the floor."

She backed up and took a standing spot for the remainder of the ride.

I got off at my stop and she followed, flagging a nearby policeman and dragging him over to me.

The man saw this and gathered a bunch of fellow passengers that were getting off to help make a defense for me.

'And they say chivalry is dead.' I thought to myself as I saw him explaining what was going on to his fellow passengers.

I knew I was ridiculously easy to spot in the crowd, primarily because of my height, but I made no effort to hide by slouching.

I knew how police officers felt in this time, so I made no suspicious moves to avoid an altercation.

The lady arrived with the policeman and he began asking me questions.

"Did you assault this lady?" The police officer asked me.

"On the contrary." I gestured to the lady. "She assaulted me over a subway seat."

"Do you have any proof?" The policeman asked me doubtfully.

I looked at the group of five people that arrived behind me.

"Hello officer." The man I was sitting next to introduced himself. "I came here with these four other people to provide testimony regarding the altercation on the subway.

The policeman whipped out a pen and notepad.

"This lady singled him out of the crowd and demanded he give up his seat." He pointed to the lady. "She messed with his phone and he told her that she, and I quote, 'should have fucked a dude with a car'."

The policeman paused and looked at me.

"You don't seem like the kind of person to make remarks like that." He noted.

"She messed with my phone. I don't take shit like that from anyone." I shrugged.

"She said he was disrespectful and he responded by telling her she was being just as much so." The man, whom I was eternally grateful to, continued the story. "And then she tried to steal his phone. Fernein caught her wrist and threatened her with a charge of petty theft if she succeeded."

"That would do it." The policeman nodded as he wrote.

The lady next to him began inching her way away from us.

"Ma'am." The police officer placed his hand on her shoulder. "If you run right now, during questioning, I will arrest you."

She stayed put.

"Then she swung at him and he blocked. He then got up out of his chair and said, and I quote once more, 'I am an advocate for equal rights and equal fights. Swing again and you'll eat the floor'.

"She backed off after that and went to you after Fernein got off." He finished his retelling, and the people he gathered voiced their agreement in the way he told it.

"Ma'am, I'm going to ask you for your ID." The police officer looked at me. "Do you want to press charges? You could charge her with attempted theft and assault."

"Nah." I shook my head. "I'm not going to go through all that hassle."

"Alright." The policeman nodded and began recording the lady's details.

"Thank you all." I said to the people who had gathered to support me.

"You're a good kid." The man who had sat on my left said. "I wouldn't ever have wanted to see you get charged with assault by some bitch like her. Plus, I enjoy reading your stories at home."

I thanked him and the other four people profusely for their help.