This is my first fanfiction… Ever. Please no hate reviews. But do comment on how I can improve! Without further ado!
I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! Just my idea!
Tris POV
We lead a simple life. We have loving families to come home to each night. No horrors done in my faction. No suicides or murder. In my case it's totally opposite. No father-or at least a loving one- or mother. I have two siblings; Tobias and Sophie. Tobias transferred to Dauntless a little over a year ago. Now it's just Marcus, Sophie and… me. Tris Prior.
Everyone knows me as the girl whose father died and mother remarried in less than a month. My father was a great one, not just to me but to the whole city. Four days before he died he told me that something big is going to happen in my life. Something I will never forget. And he was right, something big did happen. Mom got remarried, pregnant, and died from child birth. All in the span of a year. I was six when this all happened.
Marcus was a decent father for about two years. I got two years to mourn over two dead parents. When Sophie was two and a half when I was first slapped by Marcus. Then when Sophie was four Marcus introduced the belt. Tobias tried to stop his father- wait he doesn't deserve that title- from hitting me. I believe I lasted sixteen lashes before I fell unconscious. When I woke up that morning I was paralyzed by the pain. Tobias did the best he could with the stitching. He told me to take a cold shower to numb my back; he also found a bottle of whiskey in Marcus's office and told me to drink some. The alcohol burned its way down, but tasted good after a while.
When I was thirteen Marcus started mentally abusing me as well as physical abuse. He would call me a whore, slut, and a bitch. Even though I was still a virgin. I convinced Tobias the leave Abnegation and join Dauntless. It was his escape, my escape, someday Sophie's escape. Tobias said that he would wait for us; when I turn sixteen and when Sophie turns sixteen.
My birthday was last week and I have two months until the Choosing Ceremony. I told Tobias to wait for me at the bottom of the net that I would be the first jumper and I would reunite with him in Dauntless. I wish that-
"BEATRICE GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" Marcus yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yes sir?" I asked, carefully
"What where you doing up there?"
"I…I was thinking"
"About what!" Marcus yelled, Marcus never yelled this much.
"My life" I whispered
"What was that, I didn't here you?" with fake concern in his voice
"My life sir" I said a little louder than I meant and all it got me was a punch in my stomach.
"How dare you speak to me like that, you little bitch! I am your father and you will respect me! This is for your own good" He hissed at me while unlooping his belt loop by loop. He doesn't even need to tell me to take off my dress; I do it automatically.
Marcus knows when to stop; he doesn't want me to faint. He wants me to suffer. I'm glad Sophie isn't here; she's doing volunteer work with the factionless. I make my way to the bathroom and take a cold shower like Tobias taught me.
A Month and three weeks later
Marcus's beating have been get worse and worse every day. I think it's because my Choosing day is in two days. I take the aptitude test tomorrow and day after that… I'm free.