A/N: Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth. This story begins after Tris wakes up to see Christina and Will getting dressed all robotic like.
Run. Run. Run.
That's all I can think about. Christina and Will are being controlled by the serum they were given, but not me. Divergent. I can only hope that my suspicions were right, and Tobias is in fact Divergent as well. I must get to him before they catch me awake. Please, please be awake too, Tobias.
I reach his room, and I don't bother knocking. I just barge in completely out of breath from the running. As my eyes frantically scan the room, my heart sinks. He's not here. Maybe I was wrong, and he's not Divergent after all. No, I refuse to think that way. I cannot give up on him. Maybe he's awake and needs my help. I grab the knife I knew he kept hidden in the bathroom under the sink. I had found it the time when I came in here and saw the bruise on my face revealing Peter's cruel attempt to kill me.
I slip the knife in my waste band trying to conceal it. Since I may need to protect myself (or Tobias) later, I must hide it so if a leader finds me, they won't take it away.
Straining my brain, I try to think of anywhere else Tobias could be. It's too early to be getting breakfast, and he wouldn't be training anyone right now since initiation was just completed. Where could he be? His job! He told us once that he works in control with computers!
Run. Run. Run.
My eyes are beginning to blur from all the running, and I'm surprised that there's no one here . . . Odds are, someone should have seen my by now. My stomach twists from the nerves. What if they're watching me? What if they know I'm Divergent, are watching me on their hidden cameras, and are just waiting to snatch me and kill me? I push that fear out of my mind and focus on finding Tobias.
When I finally reach the control room, I stop before the door and take a huge deep breath. My heart is still racing, so I take another, and another, and another. What if they're waiting behind this door? Oh well, I decide to face my fears just like I was trained to do. I grasp the cold door knob with white knuckles. I turn it, and courageously push the door open.
"Tris!?" I see him. His face looks worried. "Look at what's happening," he points to the screens all around him showing Dauntless with dark, unaware eyes beating Abnegation and setting fire to their homes.
"No. . ." is all I can manage to get out. He takes my hand as if to comfort me, but my eyes are locked on the screens. I will kill them.
"Tris, we need to get out of here. Your mom and brother had the right idea. I saw them hop the fence and run through the farms. We should do the same since it may be our only shot to survive," his words seem all jumbled together making it difficult for me to figure out what he's saying. I'm just so shocked. He tugs carefully on my chin, making me look directly at his eyes. "Did you hear me, Tris? Your mom and brother are alive. We can follow their lead and find them."
"What's beyond Amity's farms?" I ask.
His eyes shift aside, "I don't know. . . very few people do anymore."
"Alright," I say. "Just lead the way." We leave the control room and begin running. I used to enjoy running. It had made me feel happy and completely free of Abnegation's strict selfless ways, but now, for some reason, running only hurts. When we exit the Dauntless faction, the sight is disturbing. The air is clouded with smoke coming all the way from the burning houses of Abnegation. I know that if we head in that direction that we'd get caught by Dauntless and Erudite leaders and accused of being Divergent rebels. And we are.
I smile a little to myself. We are Divergent. I was right about Tobias. I no longer feel so alone as if I'm the only one with this 'problem'. We are together, and that makes me feel like we're unbreakable, unstoppable.
He leads us in a direction I had never been in before. We weren't going towards any faction or any train. He must know about a way to the fences that I don't know about. "We have to pick up the pace," he whispers. "People could be anywhere, and we can't afford to get caught running, leaving the city. It's forbidden." I only nod and begin quickening and lengthening my strides.
When we reach the fence, I only doubt. I doubt we'll be able to climb over it. There's no gaps for us to crawl through and there's no way to get over without getting chewed up by the razor wire on the top of the fence. Plus, the fence itself must be like 15 feet tall. I begin to even doubt my so called 'bravery' because I'm panicking about climbing a measly fence. That's pretty pathetic. "How will we get over?" I mutter.
"The same way I saw your mom do it from the screens in the control room," he replies with a shrug. He begins walking toward a rusty car that must be from a hundred or so years ago. Although I feel puzzled, I just go with it without question. When he discovers that the doors are stuck shut, I grab a rock the size of my hand and simply smash the glass window, so he can reach inside. Tobias bends in and grabs a floor mat in his hands. At first, I'm confused about what we'd do with them, then I realize that he must plan on draping it on top of the razor wire so we can climb over safely. I then break the window on the passenger side as well and grab the other floor mat.
Excited, I jog back towards the fence and toss my mat on the wires, and Tobias follows suit. "Can you give me a boost?" I ask.
"Sure thing," he locks his fingers together, and I place my foot on those steady hands of his, and as I bend my knees getting ready to jump, he lifts his hands to get me higher up, so I can reach the mat at the top of the fence. I secure my hands, and swing my legs over swiftly. Instead of climbing down the fence (the safer option), I choose to jump instead. I land perfectly on my feet and become giddy because of the small accomplishment. I turn to Tobias and see that he's climbing to the top. He swings his legs over and without a scratch, dismounts the fence dragging the floor mats from the car with him. He looks at me, "When we get a chance, we should burry these, so if anyone comes sniffing around here, they won't see that someone escaped the city."
"But won't they see on the tapes that my mom did?" I ask worried. "They'll go after her, find her, and kill her."
"Don't worry about them," Tobias says calmly. "I erased that footage," he looks down at the ground guiltily even though he didn't do anything wrong. Oh, I think, he probably believes in the 'Faction before blood' stuff. But he was thinking about me and protecting my family, and that makes me happy.
"Thank you," I whisper, and briefly kiss his lips.
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