Chapter 1

Third Person POV

Tris was dashing through the stony corridors. She was running from something. Someone.

But, who would chase her? Her past. Things she had done in Abnegation are catching up to her. Some things were worse than others.

If you could hear her thoughts you'd scream and cut out your eyes.

All you can hear is voices screaming. Begging to be released. How can one person hold so much fear, agony, and pain?

Beatrice Prior isn't her real name. Tris Marx is. Her father is Anthony Marx. Mentally insane, evil, worse than Marcus.

She lived with him for fourteen years. Who would've thought Tris isn't who she says to be?

Tris POV

After my 'episode' as I call them I head back to my apartment. On the Leadership floor.

I am a leader now. I've been in Dauntless for five years now. Still doesn't make things easier.

I still can't get away from the voices and him. I know he's seen my latest episode and will be waitig in my apartment for me.

It's become a usual routine since he found out.

When I enter he's sitting on my L-shaped leather couch sipping a beer.

I grab one from the fridge and sit next to him.

"How bad was it?" He asks breaking the silence.

I shrug and take a sip before replying. "Same as always. Except I didn't scream as loud this time." I say almost laughing.

Okay. I'm slowly going insane I know. Your wondering how the good little Trissy you know is like this.

It's none of your business to know. At least not at the moment. All you should know is I've got friends who think I'm okay. And a best friend who knows everything.

"Good. Want me to crash here for the night?" He asks.

"Sure Eric. If you can handle it." my usual response.

He just chuckles and gets up to go to bed in the spare room.

The usual 'episode' lasts for about four or five hours. Making it one in the morning now.

So I head to bed to mentally prepare myself for the oncoming day.

Third Person POV

There were very few things that her friends knew about her.

She was becoming distant and closer to the cruel leader Eric.

So they decided to show up at her apartment later that morning. They had a 'perfect' plan to get her to talk.

Little did they know it could throw her into another episode.

Eric POV (A Few Hours Later)

I growl at the constant knocking on the door.

Finally I get tired of it and get up to open the door.

When I open it there standing is Tris' friends. Looking a bit furious.

"Can I help you?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"What have you done with Tris!?" The girl Tina (I think) shouts.

"Nothing. Want me to go get her?" I ask before they could reply I felt her familiar warmth pressing against my side trying to push me out of the way.

So I just step back and let her talk to them. Then I walk back to my room and change.

When I get back everyone is yelling. What is up with all this yelling?

"Everyone just shut the hell up!" Tris shouts. "It's none of your business about what I tell you and don't. Now get the hell out of my apartment!"

"We're not leaving until you tell us." Four growls out.

I notice Tris' eyes flash a slivery white. I decide to step in before she has an episode.

"Get the hell out." I almost growl glaring. None of them flinch.

"Now before I dock your new promotions." That gets them moving except Four he's dragged out by the brothers or whatever they are.

Tris POV

I knew when Eric told them to get out I was close.

I could hear the voice howling with laughter. I knew. I just knew it was getting worse.

A/N: Hey guys! I finally came up with an ending to this chapter! I was having a hard time figuring out how to end it until I read the last part of the chapter. Hope you guys like kinda insane Tris. I haven't seen it done before so I'd thought I'd take a crack at it. College has been crazy. I'll try to update more often. Let's try for every three weeks? And chapter goal for this is 5-8 reviews!