001 / Manipulative Hearts

Dreams?

"I'm y/n, but if you wouldn't mind me asking" I said, hesitating, thinking over the question, "what's your real name?" Her face contorts into confusion, and she tilts her head.

"Y'know like before you came here?"

"Eleven" she repeats, but more slowly.

Has she really been here all her life?

"Sorry for asking" i wonder for a second if eleven or any of the children ever get to see their parents, is Brenner all they know?

"Have you ever met your real parents?"

Eleven frowns, "real parents?" A quizzical smile appears on her small face, "do you mean papa?"

"Who's papa?" The name doesn't ring a bell, many people are called papa.

"Tall, scary old man" she giggles at her words, I realize who she means, doctor Brenner, and I giggle along with her.

We talk some more, and I tell her about life outside of the lab, even though I'm pretty sure she doesn't understand any of it, she didn't talk a lot, mostly just nodded, and I had to repeat or explain what some things meant, we seemed to connect somehow, and when the alarm rang, signaling breakfast over, we sadly said goodbye.

I watched as she formed a line with the others.

A guard was waiting for me by the door.

He was definitely a grumpy one, more grumpy than Joseph I'd say, he was tall, maybe about 6'2 and had black hair and dark brown eyes.

"Your wanted immediately in the testing room"

"Testing room?"

He doesn't answer the question, and just walks off, I shrug my shoulders and follow close behind.

This room is across from what they call the rainbow room, Ive only been in there once, and it was just to go to the bathroom.

The guard opens the door, and I walk in.

The door softly clicked behind me.

"Look who finally decided to join us" said Peter, same as always, pressed smooth white clothes, and perfectly wavy blonde hair, parted loosely to the side.

I blush at the sight of him, the sight of him reminding me of the dream I had, how would he react if I told him about my dream?

An image of him blushing profusely flashed in my mind, and I waved it off, he probably wouldn't care.

"Yes, hello Peter" I said quietly

"Well come here, take a seat" he motions to the chair next to him.

I sit down and examine the room, it's just a plain room, white walls, it's quite small, there's a table next to the chair and a few types of glasses sit on it and I assume this was the testing they meant.

"I saw your little performance yesterday, quite the show" Peter wiggles his eyebrows and smiles, his hands folded down in front of him.

"It was cool wasnt it, how'd you know?" I didn't remember seeing him there, but he does seem to be Brenner's main orderly do I wouldn't be surprised if he was there and I just didn't see him, or watching through the cameras.

The cameras..

What if Peter watches me? My face flushes at the thought and I kick myself for thinking such, it's probably his job.

"Would you happen to know who those people were?" Fidgeting with my hands in my lap.

"They we're close friends of Brenner's, very wealthy people, their the ones who pay for half of the stuff here, where do you think this all comes from?" Peter drops something on the floor near my feet and he bends down to grab it, "when they heard about you, they wanted to see you, and no doubt they definitely saw you" he picks up whatever he dropped and slowly gets up, looking up at me, and I look away.