BTS Kidnapped - Faces In The Mirror

Chapter 19 - Punish: Her

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I woke up in a bright room. The walls and furniture were white, as well as the clothes I was wearing. I sat up and pushed the blanket away, which was white. I got out of the white bed and stood up, looking around the white room.

The room was fairly small with almost nothing in there. There was a bed where I just got out of. There was a little desk where I saw my notebook resting, the only thing in this room that had a different color than white.

What made the room look big were the mirrors, covering a full wall. I looked at myself, a broken girl, with swollen cheeks and a black eye. My arms were covered in fingerprints, nails that had dug into my skin and small bruises everywhere.

Disgusted by the sight I turned to look at the door, that had no handles on the inside. I walked over and softly pushed against it. When the door didn't budge I went full force, leaning my body into it.

No luck.

Locked.

Nothing to tell time, nothing to do, no one to talk to, I already felt like the walls were closing in on me.

I walked over to the mirror wall and sat right in front of it.

"So, where are the camera's?!" I screamed looking around from where I was sitting. The first time, when me Bunny and Candy were locked up, we were locked up in a similar style of room, with not much to do, constantly being spied on by cameras. The only thing that was different was that everything in this room was white and that the other room had the cameras obviously placed around the room.

Right now, I couldn't see a single goddamn camera anywhere.

 The mirror wall though, just like the one in the dance studio was a new addition.

I looked at my reflection and stared into my own eyes. "I know you're there," I whispered.

"I hate you!" I slammed my fists against the mirror. "I hate you I hate you I hate you!" I screamed.

My eyes started to fill with tears as I let my head fall down, making it rest against the mirror. "Why me?" I choked out while sobbing.

Knock.

Knock.

I looked up and stared at my face, which by now was wet and disgusting. My eyes were big and my mouth was wide open.

Knock.

Knock.

I scooted closer to the mirror and knocked back, just to hear another knock come from the mirror. I let my knuckles rest against the mirror.

That's when I noticed it.

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"Sweetie, come look at this."

"What is it, daddy?"

"You see that mirror there?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Behind there are police officers, to see what's happening inside this room when there is a bad guy and the police officer talking in here."

"Really daddy, they can see through this mirror?"

"Yes sweetie, here I'm going to show you a trick, place your finger right on the mirror."

"Look, daddy, I'm touching my mirror finger."