Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the darkest one of them all

CHAPTER 2

Something hit me on the back of my head and I fainted.

When I regained consciousness I, I was being dragged on the floor by someone.
He had hit me one more time with something damn hard and I could not do anything , if things went on like this I would not be able to do anything. I have to be more vigilant from next time. If he hit me one more time , I swear I would tear his body into pieces , but for that I will have to go and see Noah.
Maybe he could figure out a solution to this problem of mine , why I was not able to fight with that street rat who believed to be some bodyguard of that 'Mirror'  oh , that wretched.

But for now,I have to find a reason so that he does not think that I am betraying him or I will not live to see the day light. Believe it or not but Mirror is quite powerful and he will kill any person who betrays him.

I have to show him that I am not weak.
Or else I will loose this opportunity.

That rat stopped pulling me and dropped me on the floor. I was feeling weak. Somehow I got that  strength to get back up.

“Here you are”,he said. His voice was a bit cheerful today. Thank god he is in a good mood. A hope of getting away was there for me.

“You are early today.”, he said with a cheer in his voice.

“You are happy today.”,I answered back.

“Well, I had got a some news from Peter about the next kill, but then something  happened”,he said, I could feel his annoyance in his voice coming up slowly. Something tells me that he is himself not happy to break the news to me.

“What happened?”,I asked

“You happened”, he answered  back.

“What?”
How could that happen?
Why was he saying it like that?
What had I done?

I would have gone crazy with all the questions emerging inside me , but when I saw Peter come out from the corner of the room , from behind that vase ,  some of the questions of mine will be answered now.

Peter greeted me with his usual smirk coming on his face , he looked at me and signaled me like , as if he was trying to say that he hadn't done anything wrong as Mirror was suggesting.

“Okay, what do you mean?” I asked.

Peter is exceptionally quite today.
Why? Why is he so quiet today? Or why every one is being mysterious and weird including me?

Amidst so many questions emerging in my head  Peter finally decides to speak up.

“Actually , yesterday when that girl , oh what was her name? I kind of forget things....

He was not even done with his sentence , I decided to stop him when he was talking and trying to think that girl's name and just then I made my mind to answer his question.
“Sara. Sara Matthews.”

He looks at me with a grim on his face and continues.

“Well yes , Sara.  When she died yesterday , you were standing there for way too long. A cop even noticed  you with some suspicion and well he talked about this with his senior and , well .......”

There was a long pause in his voice.

“ Thank the good lords because my man heard it and reported back ,otherwise we could have never known. Finally those wretched corrupt cops are coming to some use to us right.”
He ended it off in an awkward laugh.

I was just standing there.
Finally Mirror tried to speak,
“Listen.....”

I didn't listen  to what he was going to say .

“You mean now I can't work on the murders anymore. ”

“Listen, its for your own good. We can't have the police coming after you.”

“We know that you are working for a good cause but the cops don't know it.” Peter said, he was saying it like he was trying to end the conversation.

“Here are the tickets to a beach , take a break for a while from your life.” Peter said with an expression that I could not recognise on his face.

I took the tickets and a new passport and left without a word.   But  he didn't understood that  what I am doing now is my life now.

Hi readers
I know that this was a very short and confusing chapter for you but I promise that the next is going to be better and I hope to answer some of the  questions that were in this chapter.

~Vidhi Mehta