Chapter 1: Tris POV
a/n: I've written the attack scene so many times, besides this is really after they are about to enter the dining hall. So, that's where this is going to start. Please review. That will help me immensely.
Four enters the dining hall, and I stand there, my breath coming fast. I suck in air as the walls close in. I groan, and slowly slump to the floor.
Damm. Panic attack. I breathe deeply a few times, but I can't calm down. The door opens, and Foursteps out.
He runs across the hall to me, crouching beside me. My shoulders are shaking, and I can't breathe. I'm crying. Naturally.
Four gently touches my shoulder. "Tris? Are you okay?"
"I'm… having… a… panic… attack." The sentence from my lips, yet, somehow, not registering with my brain. Four puts his arm around me.
I'm still sobbing. "It's okay." I'm shaking so hard, and I feel stupid.
He stands, pulling me with him, and guides me back to his apartment. My breathing is still very shallow. He pushes open the door, and guides me to his bed. He gestures for me to sit, and I force my body to obey.
He sits beside me grabbing my hand. "You're okay. You're okay." I know deep down how stupid I'm being, and it's with that knowledge that I start to try to pull myself together.
a/n: Hope you liked it. Next chapter is coming soon. Please review. Flames are accepted. See ya next time!
Emmabeth.