Alright, this is the sequel to Younger Sister. If you haven't read it, please do. Andy and her new family are scattered. The only ones she has are her brother and Tris as they head to Amity. This will stick as close to Insurgent as much as Andy will allow it. Review and tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I don't own Divergent or Insurgent.
Amity Compound
I remain right in front of my brother as Tris sleeps. My eyes never once drop. I have learned to keep adrenaline running. I have to shut it off sometimes so my heart doesn't start to hurt, but then my bullet wounds hurt. It's getting too much for me and I'm sick of the feelings. So I throw grey bag in front of me and Bass and open it up. I pull out his sweatshirt and throw it on him.
"Get you smell back on it. Sorry about the blood." I tell him as I dig in the bag. Bass moves the shirt to the side and looks in the bag. I move all the loose bullets to a pocket and layer gauze in it so the chance of them going off is lower. Then I set everything in the bag on the ground and grab his sweatshirt and wrap the guns up in it. He doesn't say a word as I work. I remove the three guns from my waist band and put them in the sweatshirt wad and I shove it into the bag. "Later." I whisper before I set the medical supplies.
"Where did you get that?" Bass asks me in a low voice.
"I stole it from the doctors that stitched up my hip and leg so I can get Tris's shoulder taken care of." I tell him as I hold up to needles. "What are these?" I ask him.
"Pain." He points to the left one. "The other says stabilizer." I nod and shove the caps in my mouth as I shove everything back in and make it look like it's just a bag of supplies and a sweatshirt. I move to my knees and uncap the pain meds and put it into Tris's sleeping neck, slowly. I don't want to wake her. I give her only half and then recap it and throw it into the bag before turning my head to the side and stabbing myself with the other one and pushing the clear liquid into my blood. I put the whole thing in and recap it and throw it in the bag and zip it back up. "Why?"
"I need to be able to not let my emotions take over. I think better this way." I tell him. "I'm more alert." I look him in the eyes. "I don't want to think about what I have done, not yet." I pause and look out the door. "And I really don't think I can remain calm enough for those peaceful nuts." I see Bass smirk a little bit and I look back and him. "Don't tell anyone I said it. Just say it keeps me under control… for their standers."
"You don't need that to control yourself." Bass says. "You actually get worst."
"When I'm getting off of it. I would have killed dad if it wasn't for Caleb giving it to me before I went after him. I will end up killing him and not listening to Tris or you. He makes me go insane." I tell him with wide eyes. "Were you freeze up, I get violent. I learned to make my fight keep going. It just hurts my heart after awhile. The shot keeps me calm enough that it hurts when I think of harming people. Granted I'm in pain where I'm shot, but I don't care." I inform him. "I'm unstable without it."
"No you're not." Bass puts a hand on my knee. Right next to the broken stitches to my bullet wound. "You're better without it." I shake my head.
"I need it to make it through our stay at Amity. I will get us kicked out without it for murdering Marcus." Bass nods and moves his hand.
"Then take it until we leave. I don't like this mindless looking girl. You look just like the simulation people." His voice is low and quiet.
"But I'm in control of my mind and I can see and hear around me. I have no fear this way." I tell him calmly. "I shot a lot of people…" I stop.
"Ann." Bass says me name to get me to talk
"I couldn't have done it without the meds. Jeanine treating me that way bothered me. Like I was a ticking time bomb. Like I was a little child." I tell him. "Bass, what's really wrong with me? Why does she want to do tests on me? I can't only be divergent. I have something else going on if she wants me for something else." his eyes don't move from mine as I talk. "I need to be aware so I can get around it if something happens. People had been ignoring my out bursts now since I got out of Abnegation. They don't even bat and eye when I shout at Marcus. What's wrong with me that everyone else knows?" Bass shakes his head.
"You are perfectly fine for your own mind, Ann. You don't have anything wrong with it. Do you hear me?" He says in a firm voice that I have to listen to. "You are fine the way you are. No matter what anyone says. They probably were told something by Marcus and they believe it." He adds. "Don't use that after we leave Amity." I slowly nod and throw the bag over my shoulder again. "We have to go." He tells me. I nod again and stand up.
"Get ready to jump." I deadpan as I walk over to the door and look out. I know the trees around us. We're here. "Go." Peter jumps off first, then dad, and Caleb. I look at the two and jump off. My feet hit the ground and each bullet wound hurts. I know I will have more by the end of this war. I stand up and look around as I pull the gun and bag close to my chest. The gate is to my left. I hear Tris ask her brother if he is okay and I walk on the path to the gate. They reach me as I examine it.
"There are supposed to be dauntless guards here." I hear my father say. "Where are they?"
"They were probably under the simulation." My brother speaks up. "And are now…" he pauses. "Who knows where, doing who knows what." He walks over to the panel and looks at it. "Let's hope the Erudite didn't think to change this combination." He says before typing. I smirk a little at it clicks and opens.
"How did you know that?" Caleb asks surprised. I walk forward as I grip my gun tighter. There are trees all around. An orchard. I walk for about three minutes before they join me. Light starts to appear and I see buildings. Some of them are glass, some are wooden. I see my father walk in front of me and I stop and Bass hands grips my shoulder.
"I know where to go." Marcus says. I move again and walk in pace with my brother and Tris as I watch him go to one of the doors and walks in. We follow in quietly. The other's shoes squeak on the floor. Mine would, if I kept the shoes I stole, but I didn't. I'm bare foot and I don't care. I watch him stop in a room with a woman in it. She is sitting, staring out the window. The scar on her face tells me who she is, Johanna Reyes. The Amity representative.
"Oh, thank God." She says when she sees my father. Johanna goes to hug him, but stops shorts and places hands on his shoulders. "The other members of your party got here a few hours ago, but they weren't sure if you had made it." Johanna glances at all of us and her eyes stop on me. "Oh, my. I'll send for a doctor. I can grant you all permission to stay the night, but tomorrow, our community must decide together. and…" she looks at my gun then at Bass and Tris. "They will likely not be enthusiastic about a dauntless presences in our compound. I of course ask you to turn over any weapons you might have." Shit. I glance at Bass as hands her, his gun. I set the bag slowly on the ground and not sure what to do. I'm not giving them up. I make a strangle sound as I remove the rifle strap from around me because it hurts my shoulder, not including my pride. I hand her the handle first and she sets it on her table. "Thank you. My name is Johanna Reyes." She shakes hands with Bass and Tris and goes to give me her hand and then resorts to nodding. My arm hurts to move.
"This is Aundrea and T…" Marcus starts off.
"My name is Four." My brother cuts him off. "This is Tris, Caleb, and Peter." I look at my rifle. I love that gun.
"Welcome to the Amity compound." She says with a smile. "Let us take care of you."
000
I am taken with Peter to the hospital to get the bullet out and fix my other wounds. Of course they open my bag and see the meds I have been given myself. They understand everything else, but not the mood stabilizers.
"The Erudite doctors gave it to me. It helps me." I tell them quickly. "Remain calm and not panic."
"She gets violent." Peter scoffs. For the first time I'm glad he is an ass. They don't do anything about it and zips up my bag and fix me back up.
"Thanks Peter." I mumble. "I only get that with people I hate." I deadpan. "You're one of them."
"We have something for you to remain calm." A doctor suggests.
"How invasive is it?"I ask them with a blank face. I would narrow my eyes, but can't.
"Just the same but it makes you peaceful, not blank." She says with a smile. "We can give it to you tomorrow, if you want." I think and nod. Bass said he doesn't want me on that.
"We can try it." I say quietly. They finish up and let me join Tris and Bass in the cafeteria where the rest of the people that was in the safe house. I glue myself to my brother and her until we are taken to bed.
000
I don't sleep. To afraid too. So instead I reload the guns and hide them under the bed and stash the bullets in a ball of gauze behind the dresser and wait as my emotions come back to me. This is an okay time to break down. No one is around. I let the thoughts of everything I did yesterday and last night fills my head in throbs. Constant throbs. I knocked someone out, I stole, threaten to kill innocent people, kill people who weren't there, let a mother die, almost killed Peter and Marcus on multiple occasions, and I lied to a woman who only wants peace. And why? Because I made a promise. I feel tears fall down my face as I sit on my bed. I killed at least twelve people and lied and stole. The door opens and I remain staring at the edge of my bed.
"Ann." I don't move. "Ann, you can hear me. Snap out of it."
"I killed at least twelve people, stole, and lied." I tell him in my quiet abnegation voice without looking up at him. I see him walk next my bed and stand next to me. "I did it without caring. Natalie told me I had to not think and just shoot. So that's what I did. I don't remember mom, so when Natalie told me to do something, I did it." I tell him. "Am I a bad person for killing those people who didn't know what they were doing?" I breathe and look up to him with tear filled eyes. He is wearing a red shirt and holding some clothes for me. He shakes his head.
"They would have killed you and Tris if you didn't. You're not a bad person." Bass says as he sits on my bed in front of me. "You did it to protect her and the others in your team. You are a good person because you did it for the right reasons." Tears fall down my face as he looks at me.
"Bass… I'm sorry for aiming the gun at your head." My voice is shaky.
"I would have done the same thing if you put Tris in trouble." I don't know why I smile, but I do.
"Thank you." I look at the clothes. "You want me to wear red and yellow?"
"Better than running around in black and red skimpy shorts." I nod. He's right.
"But I want to piss dad off." I say in a little childish voice. Bass rolls his eyes and sets the clothes next me.
"Meeting will be held soon. You might want to show up, now that you're normal." I understand.
"Okay. I'll shower and get cleaned up." I smile as he walks out. I sit on my bed for a little bit and sigh. Here I go. I stand up and walk to shower with my clothes and I find Tris in here, getting ready for her shower. I smile at her and she nods. "Hello." I greet her before walking past the curtain that is between me and the rest of the bathroom. I set my clothes down and strip.
"Hey." She says after a second. We shower in our stalls in silences. It seems weird to me. All this dark wood instead of dark grey wall. We both finish, I get dressed in the red pants and shirt. both a little too small for me, but I can deal with it. I step out with my black clothes in hand and see Tris in a towel. Silently, I follow her to her room so she has a little privacy. "Thanks." She says as she shuts the door so she can dress. I take the time to drop my shirt and shorts in my room. There I see Bass's sweater on the floor. I pull it on and walk back to Tris's room. Susan, Roberts sister is in there. "I wouldn't blame you for being curious even if you had been." She says as I walk in.
"Susan's never curious. She is kind and helps when needed and is a good selfless young lady." I tell Tris as I nod my head towards her. "Hello, how are you?"
"Fine, you?" She asks.
"I'm doing fine. A lot of running and pain, but I know what I have to do." I tell her kindly. She smiles and understands.
"The Dauntless wear their hair down, right?" Susan asks her after brushing her hair.
"Sometimes, do you know how to braid?" Tris asks. Susan doesn't say anything as she braids her hair. I wish I could be like her. Selfless and caring all the time. Forgetting everything going on in her mind and focus on helping people. But Marcus took that from me. I sit on the bed and brush my hair out. I hold in the pain from my arm and shoulder as I brush my hair. That's a work out.
"Thank you, Susan." I smile at her and nod my head in goodbye as she finishes and leaves. I set the brush down and put a hand on Tris's back. "It's okay to cry."
"I'm afraid if I do that I will never stop." I nod. I understand all too perfectly.
"How's the pain?" I ask.
"Tobias gave me some medicine that works great." She says in a calm voice as she looking into the mirror.
"One thing I would never past as Abnegation." I tell her as I look in the mirror for the first time since using the restroom before passing out at the foot of Uriah's bed. My heart wrenches. I hope he's okay. "I like to see the next new thing on my face." Tris smiles a little bit.
"I'm not the same anymore. I'm not Beatrice." She says after dropping the smile. Her eyes glance at the table and she grabs something. Scissors, I know what she wants to do.
"I'm not Aundrea." I tell her as I take the scissors from her and undo her new braid. "Never have been." I brush my fingers through it and sigh. "Ready?" I ask her as I stand up so I can do a better job. She nods.
"Chin." She says and I start cutting.
"I just did this to Bass." I laugh quietly. "Now I'm doing it to my sister."
"Thank you." Tris says. I cut her hair in silences. I get it. She is becoming a new person. So I will too. I finish cutting around her chin and grab my hair and cut off a good length before I can think. "What are you doing?"
"The long hair is a problem. So I'm getting rid of it. Eric and his little sick friend was about to grab it and control me. I'm not going to be controlled. Or recognized." I cut another large length off.
"Do you need some help?" Tris ask me as I cut unevenly. I let go of my hair and it falls chin length around me.
"I think I do. I miss my hair now." I mumble and she laughs. Tris takes the scissors from me and cuts my hair. "I want it hella short. I don't want anyone grabbing it again." I tell her.
"Tobias short or Caleb short?" She asks.
"Tobias. Someone can still grab Caleb's hair." I tell her and she cuts. My eyes close and I feel the weight leave my head. She finishes and sets the scissors down.
"You look a lot like him." She states. "You know if you didn't look like a girl." I smile. That reminds me of Will. I miss him. I don't look at the hair on the floor and I bring the hood up and over my face and we leave the room behind.
000
"You cut your hair." I hear Caleb say as he sees her. I look up from under my hood and see my brother there as well. He is staring at her.
"Yeah." She looks at me. "It… was too hot for long hair. So she cut my hair."
"Fair enough." He says and we walk. I keep my mouth shut. I miss the dark hallways that I used to run in. Another pain in my heart. Uriah. I feel a tear form in my eye and I'm glad no one can see my face.
"Does everyone know you're Marcus's son?" Caleb asks. "The Abnegation, I mean. They know Aundrea is."
"Andy." Tris corrects. "That's her name now." She tells him.
"Not to my knowledge." Bass says. "And I would appreciate it if you didn't mention it."
"I don't need to mention it. Anyone with eyes can see it for themselves. You and A..Andy look almost the same." He stops. "How old are you anyway?"
"Eighteen." Bass says in a firm voice.
"And you don't thing you're too old to be with my little sister?"He asks him. "It's like dating your sister." I want to hit him. But I'm not allowed to. He is Tris's brother. Bass laughs.
"She isn't your little anything." This is getting too much.
"Stop it. Both of you." Tris shuts them up. I pull my hood down a little bit and imagine the talk Bass would have with Uriah when he finds out we're together. If Uriah's alive… Shit. I look up with tears in my eyes and see that we are in a green house with a giant tree in the middle. I walk in the back of this little group of ours and sit down. Keeping my mouth shut as I cry. My heart hurts. Tris lays on Bass and I miss not doing that with Uriah. I miss his joking. His smile and laugh. I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs and wait.
"We have before us today an urgent question." I hear Johanna speak once the whole room goes silent. "Which is: How will we conduct ourselves in this time of conflict as people who pursue peace?" Then the room get busy with low talk. I look up and watch.
"How do they get anything done?" I hear Tris ask Bass.
"They don't care about efficiency." He says. "They care about agreement, Watch." I look over at him and he sees my face. He nods at me and I start watching as people slowly get up and move to the front. Soon the noise in the room dies down. I hear five different ideas. Wow. With all the people here, they are able to narrow it down to five this fast. That's amazing.
"This is bizarre." Tris says.
"I think it's beautiful." He says to her.
"It absolutely amazing." I state quietly with a little choke. Bass looks at me and nods.
"What?" He laughs. "They each have an equal role in government, they each feel equally responsible. And it makes them care; it makes them kind. I think that's beautiful." Bass explains.
"I think it's unsustainable." Tris tells him. "Sure it works for the Amity. But what happens when not everyone wants to strum banjos and grow crops? What happens when someone does something terrible and talking about it can't solve problem?" She asks.
"Realist and idealist point of views." I state in my quiet Abnegation voice. "Bass and I look at it from a stand point of violence that we are so used to. You're looking at it from a stand point of a whole. This is a dream for people like him and I." I explain to her the best I can without showing any sign of crying. "I like it, but I also know this won't work unless they are liked minded." Bass looks at me.
"Then we will have see." Our eyes met and I know he sees the tears on my face. So I look at the ground.
"They're not going to let us argue with them, are they?" She asks after a moment.
"I doubt it." Bass informs her. I look at the group in front before people start to sitting down.
"Our faction has had a close relationship with the Erudite for as long as any of us can remember. We need each other to survive, and we have always cooperated with each other." Johanna says. I shut my eyes and hang my head and more tears slip down my face. "But we have also had a strong relationship with Abnegation in the past, and we do not think its right to revoke the hand of friendship when it has for so long been extended." There is a pause and I grip my legs tighter and I feel the stitches on my leg and hip pop. Crap. "We fell that the only way to preserve our relationship with both factions is to remain impartial and uninvolved." She says. So do we have to leave? "Your presence here, though welcome, complicates that." I go to push weight to my feet and Bass grabs my arm and pull it to the ground. I look at him and he shakes his head. "We have arrived at the conclusion that we will establish our faction headquarters as a safe house for members of all factions." I breathe. "Under a set of conditions. The first is that no weaponry of any kind is allowed on the compound. The second is that it any serious conflict arises, whether verbal or physical, all involved parties will be asked to leave. The third is that the conflict may not be discussed, even privately, within the confines of this compound. And the fourth is that everyone who stays here must contribute to the welfare of this environment by working. We will report this to Erudite, Candor, and Dauntless as soon as we can." I stare at my brother with wide eyes. Pretty much, I need to get out of here. "You are welcome to stay here if and only if you can abide by our rules." She says. "That is our decision." Tris takes Bass's attention from me and I breathe in quickly. I have a stash in my room. I'm very violent and I have to talk to someone about this. When this is over, I get up and walk to my room as fast as I can. Fall on my bed and cry.
After a few minutes, my door opens.
"Tobias, you should knock." I hear Tris whisper to Bass. I curl up on the bed and pull the hood on my head farther.
"It's Ann, she doesn't care if it's me." he tells her.
"It's true. Most of the time I don't care. I walk straight into his room." I tell them in a strong voice.
"What's wrong with you?" Bass asks as the door shuts.
"I'm not allowed to talk about it." I snap as I pull the pillow around me and hold it tight to my stomach.
"Bull shit. Tell me." He crouches into my line of sight. "You will tell me now."
"That others. Lynn, Marlene… Uriah. Where are they? I miss them." I tell him. "I followed them out and Eric grabbed me. I'm scared that one of them could have a part of the many people I killed." I pull the pillow tight to me. "What if I killed Uriah?"
"You didn't."Tris says as she sets a hand on my side. "I saw everyone you shot. Uriah, Lynn or Marlene was not one of them."
"I miss them." I cry again. "Christina, Where is she? She was the one I told everything too. What has she made her do? Marlene is too innocent for killing people."
"You're not a bad person at all. This proves it." Bass says firmly. "You are worried about your friends and are willing to do anything to take care of them. You're Abnegation by definition."
"Bass, shut up. I don't want to cry." I say in a weak joking voice. I sit up and wipe my face clean as I look at Tris. And she laughs.
"You know how to turn anything around." She says with a small smile.
"Yeah." I state before breathing in. "Tell me. What am I going to do? I hate being dishonest." I look at Bass.
"What do you want to do?" I play with my lip ring.
"Turn them in. I don't like lying to people that never did anything to me. The only reason why I would keep them is because of safety, but I'm better and hand to hand combat than aim." I tell him. "Can I turn them in and talk to her about if something happens and we need to leave, she could give them back?" I ask him as my hood moves forward a bit.
"Do what you want." He says. "They're yours. You might be able to talk with her." I smile and hug him. "Did you cut your hair too?" He asks as I hug him. I grab my hood and notice it fell off as I moved forward to hug him. I pull back and pull the hood on.
"A moment of weakness. Eric grabbing my hair was what was going through mind." I explain to him with a blush.
"It's your hair. Granted, I really don't like to look at myself as a girl. But whatever." Bass says as he stands up. "Better talk with her quickly." I nod and clean my face and walk out of my room. I don't care if they are in there. I walk back to the room we met her and she is in there typing on her computer. I knock on the door and peek my head in.
"May I speak with you, Ms. Reyes?" I ask her in my quiet voice. She lifts her head and waves me in.
"I like your hair." She says with a smile. "New start?" I nod.
"I don't like my hair being pulled." I tell her as I walk in, shut the door and sit down before her. "I have something to ask of you." She looks at me. "I first want to say that. Last night I was under something I was give by the Erudite doctors that Jeanine had fix my bullet wounds." I tell her first. "I wasn't in the right mind and now I have a clear head." She nods and looks kind. "I still have some reservations, but to keep peace I don't want to break the agreement we made with you." I play with my lip ring. "I was wondering that when I leave, that I will get them back." I never move my eyes from hers. "I need them if I go to leave and need a sense of security. So it will be greatly accepted that you grant them back to me when I need them and leave." I look at her hopeful.
"Am I understanding you correctly, if I say you're talking about weapons." I slowly nod and look at her.
"Yes, Ms. Reyes. After a life I had, sadly they give me some peace of mind." I tell her firmly. "To let you know, that if I didn't grow up the way I did, I would love this life. But I can't. I am very violent and live off of adrenaline and I have to talk about stuff on my mind. The rules, at this moment I have broken all of them. Ms. Reyes. I can't lie to you. But I do love the fact that you all are opening your arms to us. I'm sorry. So if I give you my guns, will you be able to give them to me when we ready to leave? I know I will not be able to stay here long. My mind won't let me." I spill out to her and she just sits there, listening. "I have guns, I snapped at my brother, I talked about how I miss my boyfriend and how worried I am, and I don't think I can do the last one with a temper like mine." I feel tears well up in my eyes. "I'm sorry; I will leave if you want me to. But I felt like I needed to tell you. I haven't done anything to you and I wish not to because of your kindness." They fall. "Damn it." I wipe my face. "I can't control myself anymore." Johanna looks at me as I stop talking and hang my head.
"I will not ask you to leave, so you can calm down." She says I see her hand me a tissue. I take it and wipe my face. "I thank you for coming to me right away and telling me this. Your honesty is rare among both of your factions." I nod.
"That's true. I don't really belong anywhere, I guess. I'm too violent for Amity. I'm not always truthful for Candor. I not am willing to forget myself for Abnegation. And I am too unpredictable for Dauntless. One moment I'm running like I should there and the next I'm acting quiet and am very truthful." I laugh. "When I get quiet like this, I normally tell the truth. Expect its things I was told to keep from people for their safety. That's the only time I lie when I'm in my 'meek' mood." She nods.
"With that being said, you bring your guns to me secretly, I will put them somewhere and when you choose to leave, come to me and I will give them back." She says. "Then I will get you an injection that will make you calm so you can tell me how you handle it." I nod and stand up.
"Thank you I will try it." I hold my hand out to shake her hand. "Or do you want a hug? Isn't what you do here?" Johanna smiles and walks around the desk and hugs me. "When do you want me to give it to you?"
"Later tonight, once it gets dark." She says as I pull away and nod. I leave without another word.
000
I deliver the guns at her office and we don't say a word. Which is good, I throw the bag over my shoulder and walk out of the room to find my brother I haven't seen him all day. So I go and find his room. I can hear his laugh in the hall and I find it. Without knocking, I walk in and startle Caleb has to death. Why is Caleb here? I shake my head and look at Bass.
"Took care of the stuff. She and I made a deal and I'm not in trouble and she seems to understand me." I tell Bass, who is leaning against the wall with a butter knife in his hand. He seems relaxed.
"You cut your hair?" Caleb asks slowly. He is standing next to him. I turn and look at him. His Erudite curiosity makes me want to exploit it. I wipe the emotion from my face. "You look a lot like him. Why did you do it?"
"I had another mental break down." I deadpan to him and watch his face pale before looking at Bass. "I might have to be on some medication to control my mood, but that is the same type of thing the Erudites put me on. So I'm not sure what it's going to me." Bass smirks a little as he glances.
"Medication? Was that why you were so placid at the Dauntless compound and threaten to kill us?" Caleb asks with a stutter. I shrug my shoulders.
"Part of it, the other part was I was truly suppressing the erg to kill Marcus." I tell him like it was nothing.
"At least Tris and I don't have to babysit you anymore." Bass says to go along with my joke. I watch him throw the knife and it lands in a piece of cheese on the top of the dresser.
"I'm glad." I walk over to them and Caleb moves over a bit as I pick up a knife and laugh. "Caleb! Come on, when have you known me to be like that?" I ask him. "I'm just screwing with you." I throw the knife at the cheese and hit the wall and cause a hole. "Shit." I get punched in the face for that. "Bass!"
"Don't cuss." He tells me. "And now I'm going to have to explain to them why there is a hole in the wall." I roll my eyes.
"It's fine. Just tell them it was there before hand. They are so trusting." I tell him.
"I thought you just said you didn't want to lie to them because they did nothing to you." Bass states.
"Hey, my murderous tendencies and a hole in the wall are two different things." I defend and laugh at Caleb. "Pansy cake." I shake my head and laugh.
"Where did you hear that from?" Bass asks. "That's really old." My smile drops and my heart twists.
"Uriah called Marlene that once." I tell him as I pick up a knife in my hands and look at it. I can still feel his hands on my side taking and putting the knife back on my hip.
"Are those your friends?" Caleb asks and I slowly look up at him.
"Yeah, I was with them when the simulation started. It freaked the crap out of me. So I followed them out, trying to get their attention and… Eric, one of the leaders found me. Things went downhill from there." I groan. "I need something to drink." I drop the knife on the ground and sit on the bed. Bass just rolls his eyes.
"Anyway, you should try it." He sits on the ground and goes back to talking with Caleb. "Basic math you can figure out." Bass hands him the knife he examines it.
"Basic math?" He asks as if it's a question.
"Why are you teaching the Know-it-all Brother of Tris how to throw a knife? The weight isn't the same at all. You saw how much differences it makes with the weight with my throw." I ask.
"First of all, you suck at knife throwing, stick to hand to hand combat. And second of all, we were talking and knife throwing got involved." Bass tells me.
"Naturally, men wanting to show off talents." I mumble. "But you're not a man yet, Bass. What's wrong with this picture?" I get hit for that. "Hey, you can get kicked out for that." I laugh as I punch him in the arm.
"Hey, stop." Caleb says as Bass punches me back. We laugh and look at him.
"Sorry, Dauntless siblings at heart." I tell him, before looking at Bass. "Next thing we will be doing is shoving each other in the hall and getting in trouble. Just like…" I my voice drop and I hold in a choke. "God damn it, Do the Amity drink?" I ask as I collapse on the bed and bury my head into the covers. "This is pissing me off."
"Everything pisses you off nowadays." Bass says. "Now try it." He tells Caleb. I hear the knife hit the floor and smirk.
"You would be too if you had friends. I don't even know if they are alive." I mumble.
"Stop being such a girl and lock that crap up and save it for Tris." Bass groans. He's right.
"Then I should act like you?" I laugh and sit up. I frown and glare at him. "There. No emotion what so ever." I deadpan and Caleb laughs.
"That's funny." He says.
"You suck at acting like me." My brother says.
"To be honest, I will have to get Tris's help to be fully like you, but I could do it." I tell him with a laugh. "All I would need to do…" I drop my voice. What I was going to say was something Will would have said. "You know what, never mind. I'm good with mocking you like this." I pick up a knife and scratch my eyebrow and laugh.
"Whatever." He looks at Caleb and tells him to throw the knife. He does and it sucks like Al. "No not like that." Bass laughs as it hits the ground.
"What do you mean, not like that? I imitated you perfectly." Caleb protests.
"You did not." Bass says.
"Even I could do better, at least mine hit something." I laugh. He isn't meant to throw knives.
"Well, do it again, then." The door opens and I smile at Tris.
"Hiya." I greet her.
"Tell me he's some kind of dauntless prodigy." Caleb tells her. "Can you do it?"
"With my right hand, maybe." She smiles. "But yes, Four is some kind of dauntless prodigy. Can I ask why you're throwing knives at cheese?"
"Caleb came by to discuss something." My brother tells her. "and Knife-throwing just came up somehow." He leans his head on the wall.
"As it so often does." She smiles a bit more. "Why is Andy in here then if Caleb came to talk to you?"
"I like screwing with your brother. I had him believing I was some sort of mental patient." I tell her. Tris just looks at me and blinks. "Don't you dare say a thing, it was funny and I can make fun of myself sometimes. It keeps me grounded." She laughs and rolls her eyes.
"Anyway, I should be getting back to my room." Caleb says. I watch him as he looks between Tris and Bass. "I'm reading this book about the water-filtration systems. The kid that gave it to me looked at me like I was crazy for wanting to read it. I think it's supposed to be a repair manual, but it's fascinating." I stand up from the bed. "Sorry. You probably think I'm crazy too." I walk over to him with no emotion and poke his face.
"It's so real." I say in a mocking astonished voice. "Bass, can I have it? He looks like a human but sounds like a computer." I ask as I poke his face again. Then I break and smile at Caleb. "Sorry, could resist." I tell him. "Sounds pretty cool. I won't understand any of it, but I'm glad someone smart is reading it." I tell him as I hold out my hand. "No hard feelings." He grabs it and shakes it.
"We don't think you're crazy. Have you met my sister?" Bass says as I roll my eyes and let go of Caleb's hand and hop back on the bed. "Maybe you should read that repair book too, Tris. It sounds like something you might like." Caleb's face lightens up.
"I can loan it to you." He says.
"Maybe later." Tris tells him before he leaves and shuts the door. I laugh hard after a few seconds and seeing the looks she is giving him. "Thanks for that, now he's going to talk my ear off about water filtration and how it works. Through I guess I might prefer that to what he wants to talk to me about." She says.
"Oh? And what's that?" Bass smirks. "Aquaponics?" What? I look at him as if he grew another head.
"Aqua-what?" She doesn't even know how to say it.
"It's one of the ways they grow food here. You don't what to know." He tells her.
"What?" I shake my head.
"You're right, I don't." Tris says. "You already broke Andy with that explanation."
"Plants grow in the ground, there is only way to grow fruits and vegetable. I thought." I say before shaking my head again and flop on the bed again and wrap the blanket around me and breath in Bass's scent. "Damn Erudite making even growing food complicated." They laugh.
"What did he come to talk about?" Tris asks him.
"You." He says slowly. "I think it was the big-brother talk. 'Don't mess around with my sister' and all that." I scoff.
"What did you tell him?" She asks as if she didn't hear me. Should I leave? I came in here for peace and quiet with my brother.
"I told him how we got together-that's how knife-throwing came up. And I told him I wasn't messing around." I don't want to hear this. I grab the blanket and stand up.
"I'll be… somewhere." I groan as I walk to the door and shut it hard. I walk out the door and to my room. I stole his blanket so I have to go back later. But I didn't like things how it was going. I shut my door and jump into my bed and snuggle into his blanket and pass out.
"Ann, what the hell?" I open my eyes to see my brother holding the end of his blanket. "Why the hell did you steal my blanket?" I sit up and let him take it.
"I wanted to see you but not be in the room during that… crap." I yawn out as I look at the half pissed Bass.
"You don't make sense sometimes." He mumbles as he walks to the door. I strip off the jacket and throw it at him.
"There, I want it back later." I call out as he touches the door.
"Why did you even come into my room anyway?" He stops and looks at me.
"Well, my mind had been racing and I didn't see you all day." I tell him. "You calm me down and out of everyone; you and the group keep me sane." Bass just looks at me. "Sometimes I just need my brother. I thought they took you away forever and almost lost everyone that keeps me together. I wasn't going to lose Tris and when I saw you for the first time and let myself process it, it makes me afraid I will lose you again." He sighs and lets go of the door and sits on the bed next to me.
"Fine. What do you want to talk about?" I laugh.
"Nothing about what's going on, that's for sure." I throw my pillow at his head. "I just need my brother." He takes the blanket and throws it at me. and thus, starts the fight between us.
I have an idea for an UA Divergent fic. It's about another girl during the next initiation because the war didn't happen. If you want to read it, ask.