A PeTris Divergent Fanfiction:
"To lose then to gain"
Me: I'm back with another story. I didn't used to ship this very much but after I read a few fanfictions I fell in love with this pairing. Besides, Peter reminds me of Warner from Shatter Me. *fangirl giggles* Except for the fact that Peter was kind of pure evil. (I only read the 1st book so I'm not sure of his real attitude.) This is only going to be a cute two-shot...
REMEMBER: None of this happened in the book, except for the other stuff that you obviously read.
Disclaimer – I do not own Divergent. All rights go to Veronica Roth.
Peter's POV
(A/N: This is a hidden scene from the book and by hidden scene, I mean that it only happened in my imagination.)
Capture the flag.
A game, it is too many. But for Dauntless...
...It's tradition, a chance to achieve honour.
And I lost.
To whom? The Stiff.
That Abnegation girl was much more clever than I thought. Of course Christina was the one that got the flag but it was obvious everything was planned out by that girl. I mean, you can tell how smart she is. How come she chose Dauntless? She could've been more use in Erudite.
When the game was over, our eyes caught each other's gaze. Or... glares, to be exact. She gave me an evil smile that screamed "We won, you loser!". I keep my eyes on her, hoping that she'd melt on my feet. I shot back something far worse than a glare: a look of pure hatred. She looks even more satisfied as I do so. I see Four clap his hand on her shoulder. I feel pissed off all of a sudden. And when Tris smiles back at him and gives him a friendly high five, it makes me more angry. Not only at her, but at Four too. Especially him. I don't know why though. I look away from them and repeatedly clench and unclench my fists.
I whisper:
"I wonder what beating up an instructor feels like."
*(Page... Break)*
Instead of a train, we have to ride a cramped RV to get home. It seemed like a horrible idea to others, but to me it looked cool. Especially since Eric took away the tires so that we can ride it on train tracks.
"You actually expect us to ride in this?" Four asks, keeping his composure.
"I've done this a hundred times. It has never gone wrong." He says. He smirks, like he wants to scare us. "For me, anyway."
I shudder. This person is such a sadistic bastard.
Tris started running into the van once it was opened. Feeling competitive, I ran past her and paused to trip her with my foot. She fell flat, her face on the floor.
I laughed. "Haha. I guess your legs are as stiff as your face."I say, getting in the car.
Adding insult to injury, it may seem painful. But it isn't when you're the one doing it.
I see Al run towards her, helping her up. Tris looks to me with bits of dirt in her face, a few drops of tears in her eyes. I feel weird. Like the inside of me in really heavy and I don't know how to get rid of it. I want to say sorry or be the one to help her up. Is this... guilt?
"Are you okay, Tris?" Al asks, as he helps Tris up her feet. "I'm fine." Tris nods and walks past me, leaving Al behind. I run after her and tap her shoulder.
She turns around. "What do you want?" She asks coldly, her eyes squinting in anger. I raise my shoulders. "Nothing. I just... tripped and... held on your shoulder for... um... support?" I babble out like an idiot.
Why did I run after her anyway?
She rolls her eyes and we both take a look inside. Our mouths drop.
"Seriously?" Tris asks, in shock and disappointed in what she saw. I couldn't blame her. There were no seats, only a narrow floor, a few pieces of broken metal from the appliances and a dusty and completely rusted bunk bed attached to the side of the RV. A total death trap.
Before we could get out everyone started to push us in, to make more space for them. We ended up sitting on the dusty bed. I accidentally sneezed on Tris's sleeve.
Accidentally.
She rubs her shoulder on mine, probably to wipe the mess of her clothes. "You're disgusting!" She scoffs. "I'm moving." That's what she said, but she couldn't do it. It was too cramped to move anywhere. She groans and faces away from me. I do too. Someone takes a seat near us, causing me to move back and our backs lean on each other.
I shiver because of two reasons.
1. Because the girl's touching me. Ugh... *barfing noises*
2. And because I feel like a lot of glares are cutting through my spine. I believe some of them are from Christina, Will, Al and... Four?
Why does that robot care?
The Dauntless-born boy next to us, Uriah, I think, takes a hint and sits on the floor instead.
"Is everyone in? Not like I care if any of you gets left behind anyway." Eric says, inserting the keys in the keyhole.
We all shout, "Yes!" like a class on a fieldtrip. Eric turns to the road or track I mean, and turns the keys.
I see Al look out the window and I hear the screeching sounds of metal riding on metal.
"This is so cool." He says in awe. "We're actually riding on train tracks. In a car."
"Thanks for stating the obvious chubby. Now will you please shut up? The screeching sounds are already hurting my ears." I complain.
"What screeching sounds? The ones on the train tracks?" He asks.
"No. Your voice." I snicker.
I was cut off by Tris's shoulder hitting my back, near the stomach. I wince. "What on earth was that for, Stiff?!"
She stuck out her tongue at me. "That's for teasing my friend." She hits me again. "And that's for calling me a Stiff." She laughs.
I open my mouth, then close it again. Four was intensely staring at me... and at the broken pieces of metal. He probably plans to put that through my body.
As if. I would've done it to him first.
The RV makes a turn. I feel the RV topple to the left. I slide down the bed, my eyes shut, turning so my back faces the wall and I catch something.
Someone.
I open my eyes to see streaks of blonde hair blurring my vision.
"Yuck. Tris, get your *cough* filthy hair *cough* of my *cough* mouth. Darn it!" I gag. She pulls her head up and turns to me, some locks of her hair covering her eyes.
I raise my hand, hesitate for one small moment before I reach for her hair and put it behind her ears. It was more of a natural action than something I did on purpose. I pause and stare at her eyes. A nice color, they seem to sparkle too.
Oh gosh, what am I thinking?
We stayed like that for a few seconds, which seemed like minutes in my perspective.
The RV drives straight again, causing it to turn in the opposite direction. I unintentionally fall onto her. I'm lying on the bed.
I push myself up and see myself accidentally holding on to her shoulders. My legs are alternate hers and she looks shocked.
Now this is awkwardly disgusting.
"Hey, Peter!" Christina shouts. "Get off my friend you devil!" Will holds her shoulders to calm her down.
"Hey, kids." Uriah says, staring at us with a mischievous smile plastered on his face. "Can't any of you wait until we get home?" He poses his clasped hands under his chin like a very excited mother. "When we get home you can make out as much as you want."
I turn red and sit up. I hit him on the head, hoping it'd break in half.
"Shut up, Uriah!"
Don't look at me. I wasn't the one who said that. It was Four, Lauren staring at him in surprise, rubbing her deafened ear.
"Stop goofing around." He scolds. "We're in a death trap disguised as an RV. One wrong move and you could get your heads cut off! Stop playing on the damn bed Peter!"
What the—?
He's only scolding me? Stupid favouritism he has for Tris. I notice Eric, watching us like we're his own personal entertainment.
"I wasn't playing on the bed. I just fell when the car turned." I say, getting off of Tris and helping her up.
She punches me on the face.
"YOU HELL OF A PERVERT! SADIST! I HATE YOU!" She screams at the top of her lungs.
I don't care if she calls me a pervert or a sadist. Everyone calls me that all the time. I just felt hurt when she said she hated me.
I touch my bloody mouth. I grit my teeth, making it feel sore. "WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" I shout back. "DON'T BLAME ME FOR SLIDING ON TO YOU! BLAME THE IDIOT DRIVING!" I point at Eric. He seems pissed. He looks away and focuses on driving. He's saving a much more worse punishment when we get back to the headquarters, isn't he?
She keeps hitting me everywhere. For a girl her punches are hard.
I snap.
I hold her by the wrist and push her on the wall of the train. Al stands up but I don't care.
"Listen." I say coldly. "If I ever wanted to do that with someone, you wouldn't be my first choice, Tris."
I switch seats with Al, pushing him as I do so. He falls on Tris and she snarls at me. I glare at her then face avoided her eyes.
Al sits beside her and touches her face and hands, looking for any sign of injury on her. Hah, as if I'd waste my time letting out my anger on someone like her.
I hear laughter. Christina and Will debating on some nonsense. Uriah cracking up some horrible jokes. Al and Tris telling stories to each other.
I growl through clenched teeth.
Molly and Drew scoot to where I was sitting. Molly arches an eyebrow. "Peter," She starts. "Are you alright? If you want we can mess with them when we get back if you like." She places her arms on my thighs.
Drew nods. "Yeah, and we'll start with that Stiff." He whispers.
"No." I say. "I'm fine. I don't want to concern myself with them anymore."
Molly and Drew stay quiet. Good thing though, because I don't feel fine at all.
I feel awful...
*(Page...Break)*
We're finally at the compounds. He stops at the station elevated 10 feet above the building we jumped into when we first got here. The initiates make a fuss getting out of the RV, jumping out one-by-one. Only Eric, Tris and I are left. I don't know why Eric let us stay last but I have a feeling it won't be good.
"I have a special task for you." He starts. "I want to two of you to get on the roof of the car and I'll push it. You two have to jump off before the car crashes."
I raise an eyebrow at him.
"ARE YOU COMPLETELY INSANE?!" Tris and I ask in unison. His diabolical smile is telling us, yes.
Typical.
"Insanity can be a form of bravery. Forgetting everything around you and you just do what you want to. That's bravery to show others that you're not afraid to do extremely stupid things." He quotes. Who on earth says that?
We have no choice but get on the roof. The atmosphere between me and Tris is still awkward, but I can't help but annoy her.
"Hey, Tris." I say, stretching my legs as a warm-up. "Can I use your fat face to break my fall?"
"No." She says firmly. "But you're free to use the broken parts of the RV once it crashes." She smiles a forced smile.
I feel the RV move. Eric has started pushing. I make myself feel as light as possible. If I put on too much weight on my feet it'll be harder for me to jump off.
The wheels behind us get lifted off the track, causing the part where we were standing on fall first. I bend my knees and jump. Landing my feet on where the wheels are placed, I feel my heart pump faster, a mixture of fright and excitement coursing through me.
It feels great.
The car is falling fast, gravity pulling it down several meters by the second. Tris jumps off first and she lands safely on the roof of the building. I could see her wince though. I want lose to that girl. I wait for me to get lower before I...
JUMP!
I miss the roof top and I find myself clinging on to the edge of the building. I grip the edge until my fingers turn purple and my knuckles are white.
"H-Help." I pant. I... can't... breath...
I could hear Eric taunting me from behind. "Hey, Candor. If you're really a Dauntless you'd get up there on your own."
I look down. I feel dizzy. I'm so high up I could vomit. "A...Are you... kid...kidding...m...me?" I breath. My pulse raising. My eyesight blurry. My hands numb. My whole body shaking.
I'm scared.
Eric laughs. "What's wrong? Scared of heights? Pathetic." He says. "You'll never get past initiation if you're like that. But hey, I'm not entirely evil. I can leave Stiff there to save you. Technically she doesn't have to but it's her choice." He walks to the edge of the track and takes a long leap. He lands on the tip of the building and gracefully hops into safe ground. He turns his heel and walks towards Tris. He touches her shoulder. He whispers something loud enough for me to hear.
"He's all yours." He says before walking away again. He jumps into the hole and disappears.
Does he really want me to die?! Why is he leaving the sake of my LIFE to person in the entire faction who hates me the most?!
"I'm going to die..." I whisper.
I see her feet by my hands. She kneels down and stares at me, with an unforgiving look on her face.
"Yes you will." She says. She must've heard what I said.
She steps on my right hand. I cringe and accidentally let go. I sway, hanging on with my remaining hand.
For once in my life I wish that that small Abnegation part of her will come out. Please, just this once. Just. This. Once.
As much as I don't want to be saved by the likes of her, the fear of dying exceeds my pride. I don't say anything. I just stare at her, my eyes pleading. I bite my lip in determination.
I see her cower and look away. Her face is pink.
Why am I noticing this when I'm about to fall off a 20-story building?
My fingers start to slip. I swear in my mind. (A/N: I don't swear so don't expect to write anything. I'll leave that to your imagination)
I forced myself to climb up but my fingers fail on me. They separate from the building.
I fall.
I close my eyes, tears, which is a very foreign word for me, building up.
An arm grabs my wrist. I feel someone wrap their arms around me and my eyes shot open.
Tris.
She was breathing heavily, her hair all messy and arms scraped.
She pushes me away, not letting go of my shoulders. She examines my face in a disturbing way and starts...
... Laughing?
"Are youan idiot, Stiff? I almost fell from the top of a building and you're laughing." I say, annoyed and relieved at the same time.
She wipes her eyes that turned watery from laughing. "S-Sorry... haha... it's just that... haha... I have... haha... never... haha... seen you cry before." She says. She stops laughing and smiles like she won the lottery. "You should've seen the look on your face. You really thought I was going to let you die."
I feel myself fuming and I push her off me and walk to the entrance of the compounds. "Just leave me alone you freak!"
"Yeah, that's a great way to thank the person that saved you!" She says, still giggling. She shows off a bright smile.
I stop in my tracks. I thought I was going to say something that would annoy her again but instead, I smile too.
"Thanks, Tris." I say, giving her a two-finger salute.
That was way out of character! What is wrong with me today?
I walk faster jump in the hole and fall into the net. I run into a dark hallway where the only source of light is the blue lanterns hanging in random intervals on the ceiling.
I hide there, hoping no one can see me. I touch my chest and feel the place where my heart is beating faster than usual. I take in deep breaths and long exhalations. I smile unintentionally.
That was the first time Tris ever smiled at me. Not the usual evil or forced smiles she gives me but a real one. One that resembled happiness. That was our first real friendly conversation too.
I'm happy. She actually had the heart to save me. Even though it may not mean anything but at least I know that I may be important to her. I suddenly feel guilty for everything I have done to hurt her. For all those times I see only her weaknesses and take advantage of them. I now know why I was so angry at Four and Al, even Will for being too close to Tris. I don't think I should call it anger. It's what they call jealousy.
I want her to be mine and mine only.
The bad boy image of me slowly dissipates as I think of her, instead I act like a love-struck teenager, which I am.
I don't care if I sound gay. This is what I feel.
I sit down and run a hand through my hair.
Then I think on how I ever fell in love with a girl like Beatrice Prior.
Me: That was... so... weird...
Peter: *reads the whole thing* You're revolting. Tris is too sweet.
Me: Hah! As if you didn't like getting hugged by Tris!
Peter: N-No I didn't! W-Why would I-I...? *blushes and gives up*
Me: Peter's so adorable.
Anyway, I hope you guys liked it. Like I said this is a two-shot so I'll post the next chapter next time and I have another one-shot or maybe a two-shot or whatever of PeTris again, then the continuation of my AlTris, which will be kind of a FourTris one so yeah. I have a LOT of plans. I just can't post them until my exams are over. So in the meantime Review! Criticisms are not advisable but still accepted. Comments and Suggestions are Welcome too! If you want me to write about one pairing or give me a plot then I'd gladly accept.
Thanks and Bye!
((Say bye Peter!))
Peter: See ya later. *waves*