It's hard to look at her,
the one who killed my baby brother,
the one who killed my Will.
And they think that they have the right to hate me and to ignore me and to feel resentful towards me. All because, I don't worship her like everyone else. All because, I don't gravel and her feet and risk my own life, pouncing at the chance to complete every risky little plan, she has.
They say … she says, he was under the simulation, he wasn't himself, he wasn't our Will, listen bitch, he never was nor will he ever be your Will, I Had No Choice!
Well listen up, you always have a choice!
You say, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry…. Sorry…. Please, I'm sorry.
You're not sorry. Beatrice Prior, you are not, nor will you ever truly be sorry for the death of my baby brother!
You don't wake up every morning thinking about how, Will, always loved to wake up early, like everyone else in the household. After all, it's logical, the earlier you get up and start the day, the more daylight, you have to do things. Will always had loved that.
You don't have to wake up every morning and think that maybe if you had showed him more love, maybe helped him study more, maybe read to him more, maybe walked to school with him more, he would have stayed in erudite. And even if you both were in erudite, the bad side, you would at least still have a family. You would at least be together. Will would at least still be alive.
Christina forgave her. Traitor. She didn't really love my brother. Did she forget?
Did she forget how that pathetic Abnegation, Dauntless, scummy, murdering bitch, looked at Will, my Will, looked him in the eyes, the boy who was supposedly her best friend, and pulled the trigger. Did she forget how, Tris let him fall to the ground and ran away, just leaving his body, like a piece of trash.
Talk about back stabbing best friends!
Talk about betrayal!
How do they expect me to go on in life, following miss perfect's plans.
Yeah plans to get us killed. She probably wants to finish us all off like she did Will.
Oh, but how could I forget, she's divergent, she could never dream of doing anything wrong. She only want's what's best for all of us.
Yeah right.
Will killer.
*Shakes Head*
What am I thinking?
It's not logical to have such thoughts.
After all, he is gone.
He is gon-
Will, where are you
Will, I love you
Will, I miss you
Will, Will,Will
Will