Mirrors ✔️

Chapter 16: Request

This is an apology chapter. For the wait. I was procrastinating-

ANYWAY.

Here goes.

Back to our darling Renee.

I'm seated in a scratched up, brown wooden chair. It's her in front of me, at the other end of the table, head resting on her elbows.

"I need you to do something for me." She says, the same smile she's worn for hours on her face. It's eerie, actually. It never changes.

So I give her the response I've been repeating back for her, in this little game of ours. The response that is more true than ever. "I don't know you, I don't trust you." I state with a smooth, blank face. She doesn't so much as blink.

"I need you to do something for me."

"I don't know you, so guess what? Hey, I don't trust you."

"I need you to do something for me."

"Oh, of course. Wait, no. I still don't know or trust you."

"I need you to do something for me."

"Uh huh. I figured that out."

She waits patiently. "I need you to do something for me."

"YES, I GET IT! THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GOING TO DO IT!"

She stares, not moving. "I need you to do something for me."

"I need you to let me out."

"I can't do that."

My eyebrows scrunch together against my will. This is the first time she's said something new. "Says who?" I challenge.

The woman's eyes bore into mine. "The rebels." She says, a smirk tugging on her lips. "Didn't I already mention that, little spy?"

I practically fall off the chair in surprise. "No, I don't think so." I try to sound confident, but it comes out as more of a squeak. "I really....don't....think so...."

She smiles fully this time. "Little spy, it's time you look around you."

A crash sounds from behind the other door. I wince, curling into myself.

I think she might have meant that literally.