Nightmares ~ Chapter 1
WARNING: This scene contains Rape, Adult Language and Sex. Fairly graphic. You've been warned.
Set after the 2nd ranks. If Peter raped Tris. It may not be completely accurate.
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Divergent. If I did, Allegiant would have an entirely different ending!
Tris's POV
Peter cuts my shirt open. I scream.
"Scream, and I'll cut you." He threatens. I nod. Tears fall from my eyes. He undoes my bra and chucks it away. I accidentally scream. He gets the knife and adds 3 cuts to each of my thighs. I sob quietly.
"You look like a 12 year old. Your as flat as a pancake!" He scoffs. More tears run down my face. He pulls down his pants and takes off his boxers. I scream again. 6 more cuts.
"What are you waiting for? Suck it, bitch!" Peter yells.
"I don't want to." I say. 6 more cuts. I hesitantly lean forward and touch his dick. It's already hard. I start to cry again. 6 more cuts.
"If you don't suck it, I will stab you." He says. I lean forward and put his dick in my mouth. He moans, very loudly. He puts his hands on my head and forces it forward. I gag.
"Stupid bitch." He mumbles. He moves my head in a bobbing motion. He then shoves me off.
"Fucking cunt." Peter mutters. He squeezes my boobs so hard it hurts. I wince in pain.
"HELP!" I scream. He adds twelve cuts. He removes my pants and cuts my panties off. He spreads my legs. I scream. 6 more cuts. The he adds a long, but not very deep cut to my body. It starts at my chest, runs between my breasts and ends at my stomach. I wince in pain.
He lines his dick up with my hole. He is about to start when someone bursts in through the door.
Four's POV
I walk towards the training room, thinking about her. I can't help it. Tris is beautiful. I really like her.
"HELP!" I hear someone scream. But that isn't just someone. It's Tris. I start running. I hear a loud moan. I keep running. I hear a scream coming from the training room. I run to the room. I open the door and see Tris, naked, tied to a chair and Peter, who is also naked, cutting Tris's thighs.
I run towards Peter and pull him off of Tris. I kick him where it counts. He falls to the ground, hitting his head on the way down. I grab the knife and cut Tris free. I pick up her clothes. Her shirt, bra and underwear are destroyed. Her pants are ok though.
I turn to face Tris and she is in a ball, crying. I drop the clothes and run over to her. I take off my jacket and give it to her. I hold her in my arms.
"Tris, shhh. I've got you now. Peter can't hurt you." I whisper into her ear. Her sobs dye down and she hugs me, resting her head on my chest. I wish we could stay like this forever.
She lets go of me and sits awkwardly. Oh yeah, she's naked. I give her the pants. She puts them on. She stands up and crosses her arms over her chest.
"Your shirt, bra and underwear are completely wrecked." I say, and pick up her shirt, bra and underwear. I give them to her.
"Oh." She says. She blushes a deep shade of red. Oh right, it's because I, Four, her instructor, handed her and pair of black and red lace panties and a matching bra.
"So...uh...what am I going to do?" Tris asks. And she starts crying again. I embrace her and she cries into my chest.
"Tris, it's ok." I say. I kiss the top of her head. She shuts her eyes.
"Here, have my shirt." I say. I take off my shirt. I give it to her.
"Thanks." She replies.
Tris's POV
I take the shirt Four offers me. I can't stop staring at his abs. I put on the shirt. He has been so kind. And different. He's a lot more caring than the Four that I see in training.
"Come with me." Four says.
"Okay." I say and walk out of the training room with Four. We walk up to a corridor with a series of doors. Four enters one of them. We are in his apartment.
He dumps his stuff on the ground and takes my hand. He leads me to his bedroom.
"Sit." He says, pointing to his bed. I obey.
"Take off your pants." He says. I blush furiously.
"Why?" I ask, slightly shocked and a little bit scared.
"He cut you." He replied. I let out a sigh of relief. I take off my pants. I realize I have no underwear on. He leaves the room. I sit there uncomfortably. I put my hands in my lap to try and cover myself up.
He walks back in with a sponge and a bucket of water. He now has a shirt on. He walks towards me and kneels at my feet.
"This may sting." He says. I nod. He starts cleaning and I wince in pain.
"You Okay?" He asks.
"I'm Okay." I say. He smiles as he finishes up.
"Take off your shirt." He orders.
I look at him for a second and then take off my shirt. I cross my arms so I'm not completely on display. He dips his sponge into the water.
"Why do you always do that?" He asks.
"Do what?"
"Cover up. It's just me. I'm not going to harm you. Or judge you." Four says. I can tell by his tone that he actually cares.
"I guess I'm just a little bit scared." I say quietly. He looks me in the eye.
"Don't be." He says. I uncross my arms and put them by my sides.
He starts at my stomach, slowly making his way up. He stops when he gets to the section between my breasts. He moves the sponge to my chest and cleans up there.
"I'm sorry if this makes you feel...uncomfortable, but I will have to...touch you." He says, blushing.
"It's fine. I trust you." I say. He nods and puts a hand on my breast.
I took a deep breath in. I feel scared. But he doesn't squeeze it so hard I'm in pain. He doesn't make fun of me and tell me I'm hideous. He just holds it.
Four's POV
I dip the sponge into the water. I'm cleaning up her wounds. I dab the sponge lightly on the cut. She groans.
"Sorry." I mutter.
I keep dabbing at the cut. When I'm done. I put the sponge back in the bucket. I sigh and take my hand off her breast.
"Stay hear." I say. She nods.
I walk towards my wardrobe and grab a t-shirt. I walk back to Tris and hand it to here.
"Put this on. I'll go down to the dorms and get your stuff. You'll be staying here for the moment." I say. She nods, standing up. I smile at her and leave the room.
I walk to the dorms and quietly open the door. I see Christina pacing around the room. Will is trying to comfort her.
"Four! Do you know here Tris is?" She asks. She is very worried.
"She's with me." I say.
"Why?" She asks.
"She got attacked. I need her stuff." I say. Christina gasps.
"Who attacked her!" She exclaims.
"Peter. Now come help me with Tris's stuff." I say.
"Okay." Christina says.
We get Tris's stuff and we go up to my apartment. We walk into the apartment.
"Nice place." Christina says.
"Thanks. Through here." I say, directing Christina to the bedroom.
"Oh My God. Tris!" Christina says as soon as she sees Tris. She drops Tris's things and runs over to her.
"What happened?" Christina asked.
"Peter...he took me...and he...he...Four, can you tell her." Tris says almost crying. I sit next to her on the bed and hug her. Christina sits on the other side of her.
"Christina, Peter raped Tris. I got there just before he...stuck it in...she was tied to a chair, naked. She had received 30 cuts on her thighs and 1 large one from her chest to her stomach." I say. I try not to cry. I can't cry. Not in front of them.
Christina and Tris are sobbing. I pull them into a hug.
"So what is going to happen?" Christina asks.
"Tris will stay with me, for the time being. You can visit. Just remember to knock." I say. Christina nods"Well, I should get back to Will." She says. "Goodnight Tris." She says, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Night Chris." She replies.
"See ya Four." She says. I nod and she leaves.
"We bought your stuff up for you. You can get changed if you want. I don't mind if you'd prefer the shirt. Do whatever you'd like." I say.
"Okay. I think I'll just grab some underwear." She says. I nod.
"Do you want me to turn around?" I ask her.
"I don't really care. You've seen me naked before." She says.
I nod. I don't turn around but I try not to look. She turns around and bends over to get her underwear out of her bag. The shirt lifts up as she bends, giving me the perfect view of her butt. I know I shouldn't stare but I can't help it. I'm a teenage boy! She pulls out a pair of black lace underwear and pulls them on.
"Where am I gonna sleep?" Tris asks.
"You can sleep in my bed." I say.
"Are you gonna be there?" She asks.
"If you want me to, I will. If not, I'll take the floor." I say.
"Can you...um...take the floor? I just think I'll be a little bit uncomfortable...I'm sorry." She says.
"Don't be sorry Tris. It's fine." I say.
"Okay. Goodnight Four."
"Night Tris."
I pull Tris closer and giver her a hug. She sighs. I kiss her head and walk away to get the floor set up. Once I'm done, I take my shirt off. I turn around and catch Tris staring.
"Enjoying the view?" I ask, smirking. She blushes.
"I...uh just...er..."
"Don't worry about it." I say.
I walk over to the bed pull back the sheets. She hops in and I pull them back up.
"If there is anything you need, anything at all, let me know." I say. She nods. I lean down and kiss her cheek. She blushes. I smirk and go to my bed on the floor.
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